Chronicles of Syntax

Chapter One

"Teenagers. Always making trouble. Don't mind them," Heather rolling her eyes.

"Of course. Now about this girl. She's really 13?"

"I'm afraid so. And something else happened. Kelly wasn't the one who reported to us."

"What? Who was it?"

"I don't know. He didn't give a name. All he said was there was a new member. He certainly had the same background Kelly would usually sit in though."

"Hmm. I may have an idea who he is. But come on, we should get going."

They both left the medical wing and all met up in the main meeting place. Steven examined at Ellie Ainsley profile, whilst Trystanne and Heather looked for where the children's home was. Ellie had glasses that stood out from her face. Her hair short and black and her eyes were dark brown. Her skin was tan and had a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"That's her. We met once," Kai quietly said over Steven shoulder looking at the profile.

"You have? Why didn't you tell us about her?"

"I-I didn't know she was one of us. I mean, I asked her about the fight thing, but that was the only thing she wouldn't answer. She was the one that invited me over to meet her. She's actually pretty interesting."

"We found it! Steven come take a look," Heather called out.

Steven gave the paper to Kai and walked over to Trystanne and Heather.

"So this is that Ellie girl," Lisa said grabbing the paper from Kai. "What do you know about her?"

"Not much. She didn't reveal any personal information besides accepting the fact that she's hacked a few things and some stuff," Kai said scratching the back of his neck. "She's kinda creepy though. When we meant it's like she knew what I was gonna say, as if she was reading my mind."

"You two meant? Wow. Lover boy's chatting up on someone young," Zane teased.

"A-am not! She was the one that invited us to meet up!"

"Sure," Liza said sarcastically.

Kai frowns and Steven speaks up.

"Okay. It seems we have to continue to do this mission without our team leader. But that okay! We can manage. We're going to have use a car for this one. It's a bit far."

"Okay! I'll get the car ready," Zane said.

They all nodded and prepared themselves for the new mission. All loading up in the car, hoping nothing extreme happens.

...

Ellie quietly stuffed her clothes inside her big backpack and looked around. This children's home has been pretty weird lately. Many of her mates in the children's home has been gawking around and disappearing. Madame Elsie says that they've just been being adopted and just acting silly. But Ellie knew it was just more than that.

At night, it's like she would hear screaming, from down below. But no one seems to notice or was too scared to talk about it. So it was about time she found out was it was. Ellie was also planning on escaping, finding someone that would help her and take her in. Though she wasn't fully relying on him. Carefully zipping up her backpack, she put on her shoes and tip toed out her room.

Creeping down the dark and empty hallways, it seemed as if a cold wind sneaked up her back. Even though she saw no windows open, even just ajar, she couldn't help but think of the scariest of thoughts. Making it downstairs, as she was about to grab the doorknob and leave, Ellie heard a scream that sounded like bloody murder. It was coming from the cellar.

"Of all the places it has to be at that creepy cellar," she muttered to herself.

Walking toward the cellar she heard another scream causing her to shiver. Walking down the rickety, old stairs down to the cellar, she heard many voices above her.

"Okay this is it. It's a pretty big place so we can split up. Zane, Heather check the top floor. Liza, Trystanne go around here the base floor. And Kai your coming with me," a man said with a posh accent.

"Kai?" Ellie whispered to herself.

*Upstairs*

"Hey! Get out of here! The cellar is banned and it's past curfew! Your in big trouble young lady! Now I need to bring you to Madame! Maybe you can be next!" A big burly man voice yelled coming from downstairs.

"Oi! GET YOU FILTHY HANDS OFF OF ME! Seriously, you should wash your hands or somethin', ehw!" A girl screamed a bit scared, but still with an insult.

"That's Ellie! That's her! I-I think it came from down there?" Kai said pointing at a dark staircase that lead to what seemed a cellar

Without hesitating, the two ran down the rickety old stair, hoping for no more screams.

*Downstairs*

"Well look who it is, little Ellie Ainsley. You were always a curious one. Sometimes too curious. Well, it seems your talking of blood gurgling screams are true. You have discovered my plan," Madame Elsie bragged pouting at Ellie, whilst she was held back by the large burly man.

"Well ya! Look what you did to Caroline!" Ellie yelled looking at her old roommate.

It seems like the head is being dissected. There were some parts of the brain being removed and being replaced by the chips and wires. And in their process, currently it seems their sewing up back up again.

"So? What are you doin'? Creatin' some human cyborg? Removin' some parts of brain and replacing it with some chips and wires. To what? Control it?" Ellie interrogated angrily.

"You are a smart one Ellie Ainsley. But why of course! With this, I can start an army of my own, and no one can suspect some innocent little girls to be such a solider. It's the perfect disguise," Madame Elsie cackled.

"W-why would you even do that?! T-that's the most inhumane thing I've ever seen! It's disgustin'."

"Well that's life love. You can't always get what you want. And since I'm just about to stitch Caroline up, why don't you be next?"

"NO WAY, JOSE! I'm not lettin' you anywhere near my brain!"

"Oh but honey, your stuck. It seems your in a bit of situation with Bruce there holding you back," Madame Elsie stepped forward and lifted Ellie's chin. "Who's gonna save you now?"

"Oh someone is gonna save me," Ellie hissed. "So you be scared Elsie Bisset, because you are goin' to have your arse kicked by the greatest techno mind in this side of the solar system."

"And who might that be?" Madame Elsie laughed.

"Kairan Fisher."