Time passed; Kendra had no idea how much.
The cramps of being stuck in one position for so long had been awful to start with, but they had faded. All she was stuck with now was this continual numbness…
Suddenly, there was a faint buzz.
“Mission loaded; systems online”, came a voice. Screens snapped on in front of her eyes. She could see out!
“Destination co-ordinates loaded. Activating Transit.”
Completely against her will, Kendra got out of bed. The cramps flooded her limbs again, but her body completely ignored them, walking out of the room.
Spotting a long coat on a hanger in the hall, her body grabbed it and dressed her in it.
The suit she was now sealed in was a lot more sophisticated than anyone knew. It had been taken from an ‘off the books’ research facility; it only looked like a sex doll, albeit a high class one that could pass for a normal woman in public, because that was the researchers idea of having fun with their work. Kendra had been unwittingly turned into an advanced tactical drone…
Kendra left the unit unseen and quickly made her way to a railway station. At the left luggage lockers, she punched in a code and the locker opened.
Inside was a case. In the case was a full change of clothes, as well as a folder and a black bag…
The folder had to peoples photos in it, as well as an address where to find them. Kendra would have gasped, if she could have…
Her ‘orders’ were to kill the man, and ‘package and collect’ the girl. The black bag contained a hood and a set of transport chains for the girl…
Quickly, efficiently, Kendra changed. She then headed to the address across town.
She found the address; the back door was open. She slipped inside. In the kitchen, she found the man. Before he could do anything, her arms were around his neck…
The suit gave her incredible strength. Kendra snapped the man’s neck like a toothpick, and he crumpled to the floor, dead. She then went into the lounge.
The girl, sitting watching TV, looked up. She gasped, squealed, then ran into Kendra’s arms, hugging her.
“Mum! You came for me! You said you would!” the girl said. She seemed to know that Kendra wouldn’t be able to talk. At the same time, However, she thought that the girl was going to struggle, and need ‘packaging’. She was very confused…
“It’s Ok, mum”, the girl said. “They thought I might not recognise you or go with you. They haven’t seen me for a while, but they did send me a picture of the ‘new you’. Can we go home, now?”
Kendra just nodded, and the pair left, the girl actually kicking the man’s body in the kitchen as they went past him.
“Goodbye, you bastard!”, she said. “Teach you to think you can just take me from my family…”
Kendra’s ‘programming’ told her to go to the Railway Station and buy two first class tickets for the city. The pair then settled back in a private carriage…
Kendra found herself getting very drowsy. At the same time, having the girl (who, her programming told her, was named Ruby) snuggle up against her was very relaxing. At the same time, she realised it was a lot easier to move her limbs…
The suit had moulded itself further to her skin and turned into the upper layers of it. It was now literally her own skin; there was no suit to remove. The monitors over her eyes had gradually ‘bio-degraded’ as the suit replaced her skin, uncovering her real eyes. The wig had also bonded with her skin; she now had really silky, chestnut hair, instead of her original blonde look. Kendra was now, effectively, biologically identical to Ruby’s mother. The greatest surprises were yet to come, however…