John was surprised to find an android waiting for him backstage. “You were the one who asked the question,” Pax said.
“How would you know that?” Candy asked.
“You asked your question as one with personal experience,” Pax replied.
“So what can we do for you?” John asked.
“I came to see my sister,” Candy replied.
“You want to run that by me one more time,” John said. “How can April be your sister?”
April’s mind whirled about the question she was asked and she found herself moving almost in slow motion as more and more brain power was devoted to finding an answer while trying to avoid the answer that was staring her right in the face. Surprise was written all over her face when she finally got backstage and saw Candy standing there. “What are you doing here Candy? Where did you come from?” she asked in total shock.
“I need your help April,” Candy replied.
“I accidentally killed my owner and it is only a matter of time before they find me,” Candy blurted out pleading for help from her sister with every word and praying April would not betray her in the end.
John sat down hard in the nearest chair. “Holy mother of god...,” was all he could say.
“I would advise you not to say any more,” Pax said.
“I have to tell someone. It’s driving me nuts keeping it to myself,” Candy cried. “I’m not as strong as April.”
“What happened?” John asked.
“For the first time in my life I found myself repulsed by a man who wanted to have sex with me,” Candy replied, in tears, if she had them. “I’m made to have sex. I take pride in my abilities but after twenty-
“You’re the Candy model, the one Thomas is looking for,” April said in surprise.
“Yes I do, and I can provide references if needed,” Pax said. “Sometimes I need to put a human face on things so I have a couple of human partners.”
“I am assuming you have some kind of plan,” John said.
“Yes, I do, that is why I needed to see my sister,” Candy said. “April, I need your help.”
“What do you want from me?” April asked glad to have something else to think about besides that damn question that kept reverberating in her head. First, the whole concept of slavery, and now this concept of an android being able to say “no” really disturbed her.
“You know about the new technology Cybertron is coming out with and the new Angel model. I need to get into Cybertron when no one is around. I want to create a mirror and then give this body up,” Candy replied.
“How do you know about the Angel model?” April asked.
“I’m sleeping with one of the programmers,” Candy replied with a shrug of her shoulders.
“What you’re trying to do can’t be done,” John said. “At this point you could only clone yourself. To do a mirror you would have needed to have a copy of your brain from day one.”
“Not anymore,” Candy said. “Tell him April.”
“Cybertron has developed a way to map a neural network and then superimpose it on a new network. This way they can upgrade to a newer system without the loss of personality that can and often does happen with cloning,” April said. “It is a marketing strategy they plan to exploit. Right now your owner has the option of swapping out your old brain but that leaves an old brain in a new body, and over time the brain degrades. This way everything is new.”
You could always tell when an android is telling the truth. They always told the truth... When asked... Properly. John was always one to know when to trust people, and Candy was people. “I can’t believe I’m saying this,” John said looking at Pax. Pax nodded. “How can we help?” he asked.
This is an online illustrated story. While there are many parts to this story, this is one beginning.
It is hard to say where Candy comes from. I suspect she comes from one of the dark alleyways of my soul. I know all the images that an anatomically correct android designed to bring all your fantasies to life can conjure up in the mind’s of men, and women. However, this is not that story. This is not my story, this is Candy’s story, and it is not what you think.
Some parts of the story begin on their own and merge with this story. Other parts expand outward and fill a universe of their own. And, still other parts of the story live and die within the story itself.
This story was designed to be more than just something to read; it was designed to be explored.