Your eyes flickered open and you automatically knew something as wrong. Other than the metal prison with bulletproof windows that you were laying in, everything was basked in a familiar blue hue and you knew your powers aren’t going to work.
‘Shit, this is definitely from Stryker. Stupid blue light.’ You sat up and rubbed your head with a hand. ‘How does that even work? It’s a light. Whatever.’ You looked at your hand and realized that it was a hand and not a paw.
“That’s right.” A voice entered your cell through the speakers and you whipped your head around to look out the front window of your cell.
A man you didn’t recognize stood in front of your cell.“Your transformation was tricky and it fooled everyone until the police force sedated you and you ended up transformed back into a human. Now, you’re gonna stay here until Secretary Ross comes to pick you up. You’ve got a contract to sign and follow.” ‘Smug son of a b—‘
“And who are you?” You shrugged sarcasm dripping off your lips in hopes that the man won’t even try to answer your hypothetical question, because you didn’t give a shit.
“Everett Ross, Deputy Task Force Commander.” He crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head up with a smirk playing on his lips like that was suppose to mean something to you.
My Idol is a South Korean competitive reality dating game show. It currently airs on Wednesday nights on Jae-bummer’s blog. First broadcast in 2016, the show offers the opportunity for a lucky fan to go on seven blind dates with seven idols. The idol plans the date with the show throwing in specific missions to complete during the day. At the end of the initial dates, the show opens up an audience vote to decide what three idols will move on to the second date.
I wasn’t going to post this because this drama is a déja vu to be honest
but this gif got me, because that’s a look I and alot of you had at one point or more in your life, the need to control your expression, to hold your tears and your pain, because somehow you know it’s not meant to hurt you but it just does, and that’s why I need to say something
Note: Warning! When there are the dates displayed later on in the chapter, they are the “flashbacks” if you could call them! There is also a sensitive topic warning. I don’t want to say what exactly it is, but you should be able to guess if you read the other chapters because I hinted to it. Enjoy peaches~
You watched as the lab grew smaller and smaller in your sights, as Mamoru was struggling greatly to keep Soryu at bay as he pounded against the lab window.
His cries broke your heart as you could only watch as Baba lead you to a private room where Eisuke was already waiting.
“Sit her down Baba.” He instructed, and Baba lightly placed you down on the sofa.
“Understand this,” Eisuke said, folding his arms, “Under no circumstances are you to leave this room. Are we clear?”
You nodded some before asking, “What are we going to do now?” You asked.
“Uh Boss, are you really sure about this?” Baba asked, shyly scratching the back of his neck, “I mean if Soryu found out-”
“What Soryu should be concerned about is completing the memory data.” Eisuke spat out annoyed before turning to you, “Before the accident, part of your job was recording all the data. It was easier for you to take videos of what we did day by day. Recording out experiments so we not only had reports, but actual real live proof of what we accomplished.” Eisuke explained.
Although, you didn’t quite understand.
“So what does that have to do with this?” You asked, earning a eye roll from Eisuke.
“Idiot,” He scoffed, “It means your daily life was recorded since, or just about, when you came here. All of it.”
“Really?” You asked, interested.
Baba threw a arm around your shoulder, “What started out as work you took interest in outside, filming your daily life for your own personal use. You were getting excited about being-”
“Baba.” Eisuke said, his voice full of anger as he glared at him, “We do not talk about that to anyone.”
You looked on confused as Baba coyly removed his arm around your shoulders, giving a quick goodbye before making a escape out of the room and Eisuke’s wrath.
“Talk about what?” You asked, turning to look back at Eisuke.
He sighed, “You’ll find out soon enough. Here.” He said, handing you a remote, “I had Ota file them in order when the accident happened, that’s why he’s been gone most of the time. Start watching and do not leave here.” Eisuke said, getting up and exiting the room. You heard the small click of the door being locked and couldn’t help but laugh a little before turning to face the tv in front of you.
What did they not want to talk about? And whatever that was, it was lying in the tv in front of you, waiting to be told. You felt your shake a little at the nerves before dropping the remote altogether.
“I-I shouldn’t be shaking?” You more so asked than said, confused as to why you felt such human emotions.
Taking a deep breath to calm yourself down, you reached for the remote and pressed play. On the screen, words flashed across, explaining what you were watching.
‘Koro, I picked the most memorable videos that will most likely trigger your memories. -Ota’
You waited anxiously as the videos began to play.
October 23, 2089.
“Is this thing on? Ugh, I can never get it to work properly.” You said, stepping back to scratch your head in confusion before leaning in and messing with the buttons again.
“Let me,” A deep voice said, and Soryu came behind you, wrapping his arms around you to fix the settings on the camera.
“Oh-uh, th-thank you Soryu.” You blushed.
November 4, 2089
“So you move this wire here to connect to the energy port and there you have it.” Soryu said, leaning back to watch the computer display a array of numbers and letters.
“What is it doing?” You asked, watching as some sort of code was being displayed before you.
“I wired it to relay a message over and over again. It’s just saying one’s and zero’s right now, but I can make it say anything I want.”
“Anything?” You asked.
Soryu leaned forward, typing something on the machine before the computer screen stopped displaying one’s and zero’s, and instead typed a different series.
‘I love you.’
Feburary 17, 2090.
“Soryu come in here!” You called, giggling behind the door waiting for the mobster to come out.
“Khim?” He called, poking his head through the door.
“Surprise!” You called out, tackling him into a hug, “Happy birthday.” You said, before shyly placing a kiss on his cheek.
February 28, 2090.
“So I thought it would be better to record this,” You said, sobbing into a tissue before taking a deep breathe, “To get it off my chest.”
You sighed and looked away before continuing, “Luke already knows about it and so does Eisuke, but I don’t think I can ever tell Soryu…I-I…I was waiting to make sure the results were conclusive so I didn’t give him false hope.”
“Khim?” A deep voice called out, and you knew it was Soryu looking for you.
“Give me a second!” You yelled, wiping your eyes before turning back to the camera.
“I had a miscarriage.”
May 5, 2090.
“So now I’m heading to the lab to give the boys some food. They haven’t been eating since they got so close to finishing the project.” You said, smiling, as you walked into the lab.
“Hey, you guys need to take a break.” You called out, placing the camera down on a table angled towards you as you walked towards the guys tray in hand, “I made sandwiches-”
“Khim get out of here!” Soryu called out.
But it was already to late.
“Oh my god.”
You couldn’t believe what you watched. You couldn’t hear the rest of the video as you saw the bloody scene before you.
Soryu clutching your bloody, broken body as the others rushed to get you into operation. You never thought you seen Mamoru move that fas or Eisuke look that worried. Even Luke showed some emotion.
And the whole time Soryu held you close to him, whispering in your ear. What was he saying?
‘I’ll save you. I promise.’
His words echoed in your ears. Although the camera couldn’t pick up on it, you could clearly remember how much his voice trembled as he picked you up and carried you away, following the others as they were yelling.
And how could you forget the video before that?
You were pregnant. Or better yet, had a miscarriage and didn’t tell Soryu. Your suspicions proved to be right. Not only were you and Soryu more than friends, you were dating to say the least.
“Oh Soryu,” You sighed, resting your face in your hands, “I’m so sorry.”
And with that you began to lean forward more, feeling the world around you grow darker and darker as you passed out.
“Do you think it will work?” You asked, leaning over Soryu’s shoulder to watch him save his file on the computer.
“Not sure.” He said, leaning back into your arms, “We’ll see.”
“Hm thats a shame,” You said, “I was planning on giving you a reward once you perfected the memory data.”
“Oh?” He asked, tilting his head back to look up at you, “Anything I want?”
You blushed, “Mhm.”
Soryu only chuckled before getting out of his chair, “I promise I’ll complete it for you then.”
Your eyes flew open as you sat straight up on the sofa, Eisuke’s face right in front of yours.
“Woah,” He said, pushing you back a little, “Watch it a head-but with your iron head will hurt.”
“S-Sorry.” You said, blinking a few times before looking at Eisuke, “I was pregnant?”
Eisuke averted his gaze and it was clear he didn’t want to talk about it.
“Eisuke.” You called out, hoping he would tell you anything about what happened.
“Look, there were complications before you were going to give birth, you knew that.” He said, turning to face you, “The reason we were so persistent on creating this memory data and artificial intelligence was for people like you, who could bear a child but just not all the way.”
“If the fetus is developed enough, even if it dies, we can extract the memories that it has and transfer it into the memory data and into a robotic body. It would still even grow and develop like a human. We were-”
Eisuke stopped short and stood up from the chair, “Soryu doesn’t know why we wanted to do it.” He said, walking over to the window to look out, “He didn’t know and worked so hard, for what? For you to almost die and to be taken away from him and to never have a child? You were on death’s bead long before thinking of having kids and he never knew. Makes me sick looking at him really.” He spat out, glaring out the window.
“You-” You couldn’t believe what he said. At first it seemed like he really cared, but now? “How could you say all that!?” You yelled, walking over to him in preparation to slap him.
Eisuke caught your flying hand, glaring at you the whole time.
“Because it should have been me!” He yelled.
“Wh-what?” You asked, taken aback by his outburst.
Eisuke sighed, putting a hand to his forehead and turning to leave the room.
“W-wait!” You called out, “ What did that mean?”
He stopped walking but sill kept his back to you, “Does it even matter anymore?” He asked, almost to himself as if he was telling himself it was ok to say it, “I should have been me who you loved, not him. I did everything for you.”
And with that he left the room. The loud bang of the door echoed in the now quiet room where you stood.
‘It should have been him? What the hell does that even mean?’ You wondered.
You should have loved him. His words echoed in your head as you went back to sit on the sofa.
Him? Eisuke? You were more afraid of him and far from something called love, but you cared for him like you did everyone else. But love? That thought seemed so far out there.
Although thinking about it, it seemed like Eisuke knew more about you then he let on. And how did he of all people know about your miscarriage before the accident? And why did he decide to keep you at the lab and trusted you so much? You were a stranger to him and yourself after all.
And what did he mean by you already on deaths bed long before the miscarriage?
Sighing from the troubles of thinking you rubbed you temples, “Well I know more than I did before.” You said, sighing as you looked towards the door.
“And I bet they still haven’t calmed Soryu down at all.” You mumbled, wondering what to do with yourself when you heard a banging on the door before it flew open.
“Khim!” A deep voice called out, and Soryu came barging in before taking you in his arms, holding you tight against him. The beating of his heart felt so comforting, something you haven’t felt in a long time, and especially not in yourself now.
“Mhm.” You sighed, leaning against him and grabbing a fistful of his shirt at the back. It felt so refreshing to be in his arms, like old times…
“Soryu,” You called out, causing him to come to his senses and push you a way a little.
“What is it?” He asked.
“They showed me the videos.” You said, causing his face to grow stern.
You wondered how to answer him. Even if you were to show him the videos you didn’t want him to find out about your miscarriage or rewatch the accident.
“About me, us…” You trailed off, hoping he would get your message.
“Really?” He asked as he sighed, running a hand through his hair, “Then I can assume you understand then?”
You cocked your head to the side, “Understand what?”
He only studied your face for a moment before deciding within himself what he should tell you, “That completing the memory data is next to impossible at this rate.”
“What?” You gasped.
“Hey Soryu you shouldn’t be in there with Khim.” Ota called out, poking his head in the doorway, “Although it doesn’t matter because Boss wants us all to watch the news right now.” He finished, coming inside followed by Mamoru and Baba.
“What’s going on?” You asked, sitting down next to Soryu as Mamoru flicked on the tv.
“Watch.” Soryu said.
“Breaking news,” The reporter said, “Eisuke Ichinomiya is coming live with a response to the alleged rumors on the artificial intelligence and the restoration of Khim Loong.”
“Wait, he’s going to tell everyone?” Baba asked dumbfounded.
You held your breath as Eisuke came onto the screen, a permeant glare on his face.
“As you may have heard, there are rumors about Tres Spades Technology researching into artificial intelligence. Khim Loong came into the corporation in the mist of our research. She had no part in anything that we conducted.” Eisuke said, pausing before deciding what he would say.
You waited anxiously. Would he reveal that you were, in fact, a robot? Or would he lie? What would he say?