The First Profile

Her armor was rugged as she walked with the squad of hyped-up soldiers while on their march. Yulik just couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Her armor fits just right on her curved body, which would make any man's jaw drop in the line of sight of her. It reminded of his own sweet heart at Keir, Calia. From reading from her record, and by the way which was a terrible application to the military at any stand point, she was an orphan and an elite "computer expert". To the slang that Yulik used, a hacker. Luckily he knew his fair share in computer terminologies and basic knowledge. Calia would just run by them real quick like sports jocks eager to win the home coming game. More and more, he read of her profile and more and more, it relates to Calia. Calia was a real wild one, especially on those Saturday
Nights. Yulik remembered one day that they went to a Night Club and was underage. Calia, knowing she would be caught, started to convince the bouncer and slipped 3 digit figures into his pocket. In minutes they were in, and caused a lot of ruckus. Yulik must of gotten into many of fights and Calia was having her share of problems accessing the computers from the local computer hoggers. Claudia turned and stared at Yulik as he kept reading on her. Suddenly without any hesitation,
like any risk-taker, she asks what he was doing.

"What in the world are you doing, with my profile?" she said silently 
without catching the squad's attention.

"Catching up with my reading of the 'People' I'm associating," he smart-
assily remarked.

"Do you need a run down of me?, most of paper you're reading are 
nothing good, but for starting fires or wiping my beautiful rear with."

"In such elegance, I trust the papers, they give me more *proof* of 
your actions. Two court-martials, and still in the squad. What did you 
do for the first one, hack their systems to change it?" he said with 
great disrespect, and this time getting the squad's attention.

"Hey, first off, I don't need your disrep, alright?!, I'm in the 
Faction, because I'm adopted by them. Plus, why would that *waste* such 
a valuable *asset* in their stock?" she countered.

"An *ASSet* it may be, but your record is a disgrace, If I was the 
head, I would of booted you out. Even with your computer skills. What 
do you know that they don't?" 

"Yulik, come on, she is trusted by us, she never did anything wrong to 
the squad nor she disgraced it." Kerns said with great concern as he is 
the leader of the squad.

Neck and neck, Yulik and Claudia started to ease of while Yulik walks ahead further as she trails behind the squad, guarding the rear. Claudia began to think about her own profile on life. Yeah, life stuck in cyberspace was enough for her to overcome as her surroundings were nothing by a cyberpunk infested lifestyle where her dead family could be cybernetic creatures with an inhabiting soul. She lived her first 12 as a soul of past. Her punkish look on the streets of post-war Meldin fit the perfect scene for her life and 'occupation of service'. Though she had one friend, but he left and made Claudia all alone. Her true, but fake friend was the matrix owned by the Faction. From there she was able to perform her true talents of 'elite computer retrieval and sabotage'. Her ability to bring down many users in one strike and to crack any security, but she realized her, reign of terror would ended a few brief periods after that. Claudia drifted her head lower as she realized that
she actually killed the users. Cutting users in the matrix just cuts their links to their bodies, her teacher said. After a couple of thoughts, she returned to marching order, but one question remained in her head, How did I died?