Not Quite Back to the Future

Helen couldn't contain her excitement. Her girlfriend had agreed to move in with her, and the anticipation filled the air. As she prepared for the transition, Helen found herself moving around different bits of furniture to allow room for Elena to have her equipment, and debating whether or not she should just give up one of the 2 safe rooms, to Cybercats Netrunning gear. 

 

“Huh, she’s been out awhile?” Helen mutters wondering where Elena is. 

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A few hours ago. 

 

Elena and Nyx walked into 7H and to say it was a rather larger server room would be an understatement. 

 

“Neuro-Sama?” Elena asks aloud. 

 

Suddenly a projector cuts on lighting up the opposite wall. 

 

“Elena! I would say it’s great to finally meet you however, this is just a backup server for me. An as an AI I feel like I have been with you for a while.” Neuro says her avatar appearing on the wall.

 

“An, you brought a friend! How great!” Neuro says her avatar simulating looking at Nyx.

 

“Hey, Neuro um. If you knew I was coming then did you already hear the message from the Helen?” Elena asks

 

“I, personally try to stay out of the eyes of high profile people. It’s how I have stayed alive for as long as I have.” Neuro states

 

“Right, well Helen said hello and to say she said FILTERED.” Elena says causing AI to freeze. 

 

“How would she know of that?” Neuro says aloud

 

“I don’t know?” Elena says

 

“I honestly could probably help here… Helen has confided in me that she was born last century. Her favorite genre of music is what is call Old Rock. Classic Rock if you let her call it that, which is nomenclature from the 2020s.”Nyx states off

 

“I wish I had access to the old net… Back before the crash and before the restructuring I would’ve been able to do some investigative work.” Neuro states

 

“Wait… Helen might be 100?” Elena states her voice cracking a little. 

 

“I know she certainly doesn’t seem it, and she looks to be in her earlier 30s.” Nyx states

 

“She's more borg than human isnt she.” Elena states

 

“I really shouldn’t do this but.” Neuro says as suddenly the projection suddenly looks like the matrix as any and all files that could be found on Helen Wick are pulled up. 

 

“Born Helen Higgins to an Irish immigrant family 1976. She has not had a good life…” Neuro states.

 

“She’s one hundred and one?” Elena asks shocked

 

“It would appear so, maybe she was there in the early days of my conception…” Neuro says appearing to look off into the distance. 

 

"Helen Higgins, found love and companionship with a man named John Wick. Their union seems like a perfect marriage a lot of the info is surprisingly still available.” Neuro says

 

Suddenly home video and photos of a happy Helen and John are projected on to the wall.  The holographic display continued to unveil the intimate moments of Helen's life, projecting images and videos of her with John Wick. The scenes captured the essence of a life filled with love, laughter, and shared dreams. Helen's eyes sparkled with joy in the captured moments, and John Wick's presence radiated a comforting warmth.

 

"Helen and John Wick— Husband and Wife, they appear to have loved each other very much… Then Helen fell ill, very ill. The procedures that were needed to save her life, lead to her being more cyborg than human. It was during this time when she was declared dead, and some… Organization took her,”  Neuro says 

 

The holographic display transitioned into scenes of covert operations, combat training, and Helen's transformation into the feared assassin known as the Reaper. Slave to the High Table.

 

"As the Reaper, Helen Wick navigated the shadows, eliminating threats to the table with lethal precision," Neuro-Sama narrated. "Her existence became a secret, hidden from the world she once knew. The love story of Helen and John Wick took a dark turn, when the face of her former Husband had came across her vision as a threat to eliminate.” Neuro says before the screen suddenly went dark. Followed by the room, and the rest of the afterlife. 

 

“Oh, it appears a daemon was attached to those files.” The voice of Neuro says before suddenly everything cuts back on. 

 

The image on the screen is a robot that had Helen’s face holding the dead body of John Wick crying. 

 

Elena stared at the screen silently. “What year was that photo taken?”

 

“2025.” Neuro states

 

“John kinda looks like silverhand.” Elena states 

 

“After this I can’t find any photo’s of her until 2065, however, she does appear on twenty-three hundred thousand two hundred and sixty-six death certificates.” Neuro states

 

Elena nods a sinking feeling in her gut, knowing that Helen’s story is probably she should hear from the lady herself. 

 

“So… Who Killed John?” Nyx asks looking at the photo of Helen holding John’s dead body. 

 

“Helen Wick.” Neuro states

 

Never mind then… She needed to run.

 

Just like that Elena had made it out of the room. 

 

“Are you going to go with her?” Neuro asks

 

“Yes, but first. I need some help.” Nyx states giving the ancient AI a knowing look.