‘’ The boy is alive’’ A woman’s voice was echoing his ears. Murmurs of pain erupted from his dry throat. ‘’Ha, strong boy’’, said the man patting the boy’s dark hair ‘’throw him in the river. Good bye A100.’’ The pain blinded the boy’s effort to open his eyes. He could feel blood oozing out of his body but which part he didn’t know. He opened his eyes to see the bright blue sky. The peaceful scenery gave him the assurance that he was out there in the real world. Slowly two hands caught hold of his hand and dragged him. He tried to look at them but all he could see were blurred faces of two bald men. Before he could see them clearly, he was thrown into the river. He didn’t know how to swim. He knew it was his end. His hands did not work and his legs were too weak to fight the waves. The boy lost his conscious and went deeper and deeper.
‘’Jeremy, didn’t you finish? You’ve been here for more than 3 hours’’ said the old man heading to his store. ‘’ I didn’t catch a fish yet. I will catch one and then I will leave. See ya, Mr. Howard.’’ Sitting on the rocks, Jeremy continued his search in the river. Jeremy was a 19 year old orphan working in the store of Mr. Howard. Suddenly his hook caught something. Jeremy leaped in joy. He tried to pull the hook but it was so heavy. Jeremy was an expert in fishing who had caught the big giants of the river yet he wasn’t able to pull this fish with all his might. He dived into the river to look at what his hook had caught. As he went deep into the flowing river, he saw his hook caught to the shirt of a bleeding boy rather than a fish. Jeremy grabbed the lifeless boy and brought him to the shore. The boy was about 16 years fatally shot at near his appendix. Jeremy breathed into the boy’s mouth. The boy showed no response. Jeremy took the body of the boy to his house. He laid my boy on his cot and gave CPR. With the third thrust, the chest of boy rose as oxygen flushed in. ‘’ Hi. I’m Jeremy. You are bleeding badly. I will stitch your wounds now.’’ The boy made a hum in response. Jeremy with the help of Mr. Howard cleaned the boy’s cut and stitched it. The boy was well fed and over the days he began to gain life.
‘’ What’s your name? Who shot you?’’ Jeremy and the boy were sitting at the dinner table eating pasta. The boy enjoyed eating pasta as much as Jeremy enjoyed making it. His wounds had not healed completely but he was healthy and much better than the first day Jeremy had met him. ‘’ My name is……..’’ the boy was thinking hard. This was the case from the day he became conscious. He couldn’t remember his name or anything about his past. ‘’ its fine, you will remember soon.’’ Jeremy said with a smile. Deep within, Jeremy’s mind had a million questions. Jeremy hoped that with time he would get the answers he was looking for. Jeremy stood up from the dinner table when the boy said, ‘’ my name is A100. I don’t remember anything else. Sorry.’’ Jeremy was stunned because he had never heard a name like that before. ‘’ that’s a nice name. You don’t have to be sorry. Slowly you will remember everything’’ Jeremy said heading to the kitchen. As Jeremy closed his eyes to sleep, he remembered the first day he met A100. To his surprise, there was A100 tattooed to his neck. A100 seemed more mysterious than before.
The alarms started blaring. ‘’ Sir, we have got an emergency.’’ The man rushed through the stairs into the control room. ‘’ A100’s brain signals just activated which means he has remembered something.’’ The screen showed lines going higher. Sweat started dripping the man’s forehead. ‘’ we need to do something before it gets too late. Track his location and send in our men to finish him.’’
‘’ Uncle Raymond shot me’’ said A100 to Jeremy the next morning ‘’ He killed my friends. He killed Ray and Martha. He is tracking me right now. I can feel it. He will come here anytime and kill me. Jeremy, thank you for saving my life. I am going to go somewhere, away from you. They’ll hurt you as well.’’ Jeremy was shocked, ‘’ I am not going to leave you. We are going to fight him.’’ Jeremy said holding A100’s hands. They turned back as they heard tyre drifts. Jeremy caught hold of A100’s hands ‘’ Run’’.