Elysia was surprised to see how average the city appeared to be as she walked down the sidewalk. Her mission was usually apparent when she was using the simulator but she still couldn’t figure out what her objective was especially since nothing seemed out of the ordinary. As she continued down the street, she heard a scream up ahead about a block or so in front of her. Rushing towards the commotion that was quickly rising, she that people were pointing upwards and with her enhanced eye, she quickly focused in the target. Even form the distance she was at, she could see that there was a young boy on top of the building.

“Oh crap.” Elysia muttered before running towards the boy, knowing that if she or someone else didn’t do something to stop him, the situation would quickly turn dire. As she wormed her way through the crowd, she knew she was too late as he saw the boy spread his arms apart. Although she yelled out for the boy to stop, it was too late as the small figure started to plummet towards the ground. All around her people were frozen in place, already knowing the boy’s fate. 

Knowing that it would take time before help would come to handle the situation, Elysia continued her way forwards. For a mission set by the simulator, this one was quite different than any she had dealt with but the next logical step obvious to her knowing that she should keep the situation somewhat contained and under control until someone could come to deal with the body. With only a few rows of people still in front of her, she was surprised at the crowd’s reaction as the body reached the ground. With only a murmured wave of confusion coming from the crowd, Elysia continued forwards but was met with a surprise when a body couldn’t be found. Besides the crowd creating a clearing of where the body should have been, there was no trace of an impact happening. 

Turning her attention towards a voice that suddenly took the crowd’s attention, Elysia was surprised to see the same boy alive and well. It took her a second to recognize what the boy was saying. From all her years of working on the field she came across quite a few poets, even a few younger poets but never anywhere as near as young as her own students she taught or even as young as this boy. A child poet was something new to her.

That must have been her mission, the reason she was placed in the simulator in an earthlike setting.

Child soldiers were something greatly frown upon from her home planet and wasn’t something that was heard of for over two thousand years. Finding information for the simulation machine would have been harder to obtain from her home planet due to the large gap in time but with information of earth readily available, finding information of child soldiers would be easier to find with earth’s history being much shorter than Ryton’s history. Adding the aspect of being a poet wouldn’t be much of a stretch for the simulation machine, giving her a perfect storm to deal with.

Suddenly an explosion happened, forcing Elysia to focus on the situation at hand. Grabbing her gun out of reflex, she waited for the crowd to disperse. She was glad to see that the boy was letting the people leave instead of directly trying to attack them. Butting in now would turn out disastrous as she ducked as a car nearby exploded. As the path between her and the boy cleared, Elysia aimed her gun at the boy and yelled for him to stop.

Elysia watched with a slightly perplexed expression on her face as the boy disappeared into a window. What did he mean when he said that she had to catch him? However as the boy appeared all around her, she had a feeling she understood. Could the boy attack her from each and every window he was in? If so that would leave her open in getting attacking from multiple locations and on her own it would be impossible to keep track of every window. However what if the glass was just a façade to trick her so that he could get away while she spent her time dealing with mere illusions. She had to figure out what she was going to do and quick. Twitching her right thumb to the left, Elysia changed the setting of her ocular enhancement so that she could automatically lock onto her targets, hoping that most if not all of the boys in the windows wouldn’t be targeted. However each and every window displayed a target, there was no way for her to tell which one was the real boy, if he really was in only one window instead of being able to move between them. 

Deciding not to take any chances, Elysia raised her gun at the window the boy first disappeared out of and fired a single shot before moving towards a window towards her right before moving yet again towards the right. Without her team she didn’t have anyone to watch her back so she opted for the next best opinion of continuously moving so that she hoped she could catch a glimpse of him moving towards her if he made a move to attack. Maybe this wasn’t the most cost efficient way to deal with a poet but if she kept breaking the windows, soon or later he would have to figure something else to do. “I can do this all day kid. My gun is charged to the max and I don’t have to reload as you do for conventional guns.” Elysia said as she continued to shoot the windows. Besides a hum coming from her gun before she fired, the only sound that came from her shooting was the glass shatter which was followed by an alarm from a few shops. “Listen kid, if you keep going like this the consequences will be severe. It would be better if you turned yourself in to the authorities and you might be lucky to receive a lighter punishment for what you are doing. With the alarms going off and the stunt you pulled off how long do you think it will take before more come and try and get you.”