S&N: Little Dancer 5

Note: NAZILLA IS A WOMAN!



There is only one person in the world I trust now. Turning my head slightly I could see her in all her glory. Unlike Glau, the beauty in her was how much I knew about her. That person was Samara Crichton. She had put the jealousy behind her, at least for the moment, so that I could have a backup when I met with Glau today.


It had been a long and hard argument, but we had finally reached an agreement. The fact that the restaurant was a hole in the wall, so wasn't that noticeable to most of the public, made Samara uneasy enough to be my backup.


She stopped before the alley. "I will come get you if I think there is even a hint of danger."


I looked at her and made my mouth form a smirk. "I am much stronger now. I will be fine." Leaning my face towards her, she comforted herself with my kiss to her.


As I walked to the restaurant I went over where my weapons were. The sound was nearly silent but I was more than alerted to an ambush. Raising my gun I shot at an M-2 and my shot was echoed by Samara's gun. I put all human emotions aside and went into attack mode.


I shot at an M-2's battery, that had become visible due to previous shots to it, and the resulting explosion affected all those near it.


"I'm still human!" Samara yelled and I spent a second to notice she was recovering from the blast. I then put her human weaknesses information as a higher priority. My Machine side just cared about the victory of a mission.


An M-3, having the skin of a black man, knocked the gun out of my hand and pushed me down. I heard gunshots from where Samara had been, but I couldn't help her now. Once I was down on my back I kicked the M-3 in the stomach and it went back a few feet into a wall.


As it recovered and came towards me, I picked up my gun and shot its head. The M-3 then fell back and shut down. It shut down forever. After that I didn't take too much notice of what I was shooting at, as long as it was a Machine I made it shut down forever.


I heard Samara yell out in pain and I rushed towards her. All but one Machine had been destroyed. Scanning it, I couldn't figure out what kind it was. It had human skin on it, but it didn't show up as an M-3 or an M-4. Once I shoot at it, though, my scanners identified it as an M-3. Must have had Scram in its system. Or some new technology.


None of my bullets hit it, but I got my chance to get to Samara and carry her away. Looking back I saw the M-3 just standing there. Its companions were dead so I shouldn't have been surprised that it didn't chase us.


Samara's fitful breathing distracted me from thinking anymore about it and I ran.

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S&N: Little Dancer 4

Note: NAZILLA IS A WOMAN!



I didn't know how to reply to Glau now. I wanted to rush out, knock her out, but damage had already been done. She looked at me and knew she held me in her hands. What was strange was that she doesn't have a cruel look on her face but one of surprise. A new emotion that wasn't there before.


"Just tell me what you want, Glau." I said without emotion in my voice. I didn't want to change her mind with anger, because I felt that would destroy her fragile mind.


Glau started to blush and I realized where this might be going. "You go out with me to lunch, Nazilla, and I won't tell anyone you were here today." She said and I felt relief. Just lunch. Nothing too big and I might be able to get information out of her.


"Yes." I replied simply. Just that one word. I tried to give that one word a tone of hopefulness to make sure Glau kept her word.


The next few minutes were full of making plans of where this lunch would be. The lunch that could lead Samara and I closer to defeating The Net. Minor, yes, but something to do. Something that I could do to feel like I was helping. A very human emotion, but one I didn't mind feeling.


When I walked out to Samara, I felt like I had accomplished something. Not much, less than nothing, but more than I had done in three years.


As soon as I got into the car, Samara asked me, "What did you find out?"


"There is a high likelihood that Playful Ballet is connected to The Net." I said and added, when we pulled out of the parking lot, "I have a contact that I will meet for lunch tomorrow."


"Who is this contact?" Her voice was now suspcious and any form of worry was gone from her body.


"Your old girlfriend: Glau."


"You're not going." Samara's voice gave more certainity than any Machine I had ever met.


"It's our best chance to not get caught and get a contact inside." I replied.


"She asked to go out lunch with you. To lunch!"


"Of course. It is low key."


"You're still human enough to know that she is trying to get you."


"The only way a relationship could form between us is if I let my emotions stray from you." I said and put a hand on Samara's shoulder and massaged it. I didn't stop until she relaxed.

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