The unknown adventure

He didn't reply and immediately she thought they've got him and now they're coming for me. She knew it would only be a matter of time before it was to happen. For they had broken the law of speaking to one another...

After all, hacking the system and changing their information could only work for so long and the new key point that they had managed to get was likely compromised but they were far too desperate to stay in contact to care for the law and to care what others would have thought of them.

Now she had a choice to make she could use the golden port to travel to his last known real location or she could stay here in her childhood home and face the actions of her crimes. She was torn between what she wanted to do and what she knew was the right thing to do. She would be unprepared and likely going to a dangerous place with the action she was about to take.

But what once felt wrong and weighed her down now seemed like the right action to take. So, she looked around the home she grew up in and the only one she had ever known.

Onto the golden port she stepped. The whole house began to shake and glow with a piercing and pulsing golden color. Then as soon as she blinked, she was no longer in her home but someplace. Someplace between the world she knew and the world she knew only by stories from a boy that she barely even knew who she was now risking everything for.

Looking into the vast void of nothing, she wondered if she had miscalculated his location and was now doomed to death by suffocation, because of the Golden Port's limited air supply. She was nowhere near able to afford the upgraded version of the Golden Port. Safe out-of-worldly travel in the jurisdiction of the United Galaxy.

The Golden Port was designed to transport you instantly anywhere into the galaxy. And it was smart enough to calculate how much air and resources you would need for your travels, and it would provide it for you...

However, there were problems with the first line of Golden Port's brand. Some people punched in the wrong locations and ended up in traffic, black holes or other problems. The Golden Port was only as smart as its operator.

She might have gotten the worse end of stick this time as 20th century earthers would have said. For she did not know if she was right or wrong. All she had was the sense of freedom and a 3-day supply of air and necessities. With a sign of relief, she motioned for the Golden Port to form a comfortable chair for her to sit on.

“Golden port? Is there a name that you would prefer me to call you during this short adventure we are going on?” she asked. The keyboard’s panels lit up and buzzed with a light blue glow as the blue swirled around the keyboard and up towards the window. Within seconds letters and symbols began to appear on the blue window. After a few moments of spinning the letters and symbols stopped. A buzzing and mechanical sound filled the silence. “Call Me lX4“

“IX4? How did you come up with such a simple but odd name so quickly? Can I ask IX4" The golden port now called IX4 shook ever so slightly as if to say they were not thrilled with what they had been asked.

"No, don't ask for me. In comparison to me, you are a mere speck of dirt, existing simply because I allow it to. Therefore, you are not valuable enough to me to know why I have chosen such a name. Now, Dirt, be silent as I preserve your life and end my own. “IX4 Said with a snarky tone and then silence once more filled the air. “So much for trying to fill the silence and boredom” she signed out as she plucked a gadget out of her pocket and fidget with it. As IX4 guided them to safety.

“Dirt! I Am detecting hostile presence 50 yards ahead of our path. I suggested you attempt to try to protect your miserable life by going to the sleeping pod.”

“Why do you insist on calling me Dirt? I have a name too, you know?” IX4 Shook. "BELOW NOW DIRT!" The woman shook her head and went down to the below deck where the only thing that offered her any protection was the

She pressed her hand up against the hand scan, but the pod would not open fully. It was jammed. She tried once more and then again. But it did not work for her. “IX4? The pod won’t open!” She shouted as if IX4 was miles away. She waited and she waited for a smart-ass response from IX4. But she did not get one. She shook her head as she made her way up the stairs. “Stupid father buying war parts and junk to try to fit in.” she mumbled out. “IX4! Did you not hear me? The pod will not open.”

“It is far too late now, Dirt the hostiles are closer than I calculated. You are just going to have to suffer or die now.”