Adult Science-Fiction Thriller
80,000 Words
Query
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
Drive full.
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.”
