This path feels like I have walked down this road before, but for some reason I can’t seem to quit.Most of you’ll know my name and fame but not all of you know the real Janae Davis, the bones and the blood shielded by this bright misleading exterior. There was a day when an angel walked into my life and handed me the key of luck. It was onlymuch later realisation bit mehard with the fact that the lucky key gave me everything I wanted but not everything I needed. We are all works of fiction, bu. . .

“You sure the cloak’s working?”

“I checked it yesterday, it’s fine mate.”

“You only finished installing it yesterday.”

“Ramses. Are we or are we not currently being shot out of the sky?”

“No Sol, we are not.”

“Well, I guess it’s bloody working then ain’t it?”

Cole Traske stood in the back of the cockpit listening to his pilot, Solomon Dane and demolitions man Ramses Barden bicker as they always had. He’d never gotten to the bottom of where the bicker. . .

Distant thunder seemed to roll off the peaks of Callos IV, muted under the heavy cloud cover that had been forming for the last several days.  The thunder would be silent for minutes at a time, then five or six roiling echoes would sound down the steep canyon walls leading further back into the mountain fastness, sending the occasional small pebbles cascading down from further up the rocky slopes from the mile distant rumblings.

Must be at least eight main batteries up there hammering t. . .

I could feel the blood pressure in my veins; it dropped a notch after the dinging sound. The fasten seat belt sign went off, and the plane was now cruising at thirty-five thousand feet toward my new life.

I could barely wait to get there and meet the people already on the inside, the ones who’d made it. I was on my way to a new life in the rapidly growing tech industry, which was shaping the world after its own agenda. By working at the most powerful tech company in the world, SHOW, I w. . .