Adult Science-Fiction Thriller
The Proxy Initiative is a government cybersecurity contractor founded to infiltrate people's minds through their wetware – computers implanted directly in the skull and Ethan Pryce is their lead programmer. But when he finds out the people he's working for are more interested in their own power than using the tools he developed, Ethan goes rogue. He downloads a head full of damning data that could destroy The Proxy Initiative and he taps into the Proxy system, so the next time they hack someone he'll take over instead.
Unfortunately he overloads his wetware and loses control.
Now, every night Ethan is forced into the bodies of strangers. He experiences the world through their eyes, feels their pain, and controls their bodies while a trio of psychopaths hunt these proxy bodies down. To locate the real Ethan, they'll murder and torture him as many times as they have to because he's the only one with the power to stop them.
Due to the glitch in his wetware, the data that he worked so hard to get is inaccessible without specialized hardware. Hardware owned and guarded by the very people hunting him down. With only the help of a rebellious young woman he'll have to find a way to destroy the Proxy Initiative before they destroy him and use their technology to overthrow the government.
First 250 Words
The message flashes in my brain. I grab the cable jacked into the base of my skull and scan the list of documents.
Shit. The Proxy software isn’t downloaded. I rearrange the files and send mental instructions to override the wetware-brain barrier. It will overwrite some personal memories, but I need that software.
My past is best forgotten anyhow.
“It's time, Ethan.” Meridian takes her eyes off the view of Central Park, and rises from my couch, dark face crinkling with anticipation. “Got everything?”
“Not quite. Proxy ‘ware’s incomplete.”
“You didn’t download it first?” Meridian draws a pistol from inside her jacket and chambers a round.
“Naw, parallel’s much faster. I just—”
Loud popping noises from the hall outside my penthouse apartment cut me off mid-sentence.
“Time to go.” She grabs my wrist.
“Don’t.” I recoil from her touch. “Almost there.” I hold the plug with quivering fingers, ready to yank it out the moment the download’s done. “I hijacked the Proxy system while I was in there.”
“Good for you.” Her body tenses. “Get ready.”
More popping noises from the hallway. Someone shouts instructions.
“You don’t get it…. Next time they hack somebody I’m going hitch a ride on their signal.” The download timer reads forty seconds.
My apartment door flies open and three men from my security detail burst through. “Ma’am, we’ve got a situation,” The leader addresses Meridian.
“Cover the door.” Meridian points her pistol at my head. “If they get past you, I’ll kill him myself.”