Cyberpunk - Badland Madman [Cyberpunk 2077]

Cypher rubbed his chin, nodding. That was plausible. He easily scratched the 'using' part because if teasing and flirting were all she wanted, she had many other options. It was possible she liked him in some way, but not enough to fuck. The possibility of the last one was… sad.

"Alright, back to work."

He turned his chair to the table again and looked at the clock. Still an hour from midnight. With a sigh, he returned to studying some coding. There was just so much, and for a very good reason. It was advanced enough to make someone like Atlas.

By the time midnight approached, his eyes were close to shutting. Too tired, he swung back and forth with his elbows on the table. His lips naturally hung open, drool near ready to fall.

[Cypher! Ten seconds remaining!]

Thanks to Atlas, Cypher became alert at the right time and sat up straight. He stared at the countdown on his Agent. While he looked forward to it, the random nature of the whole thing took away his excitement. After getting bulletproof suits last time, he had given up. Hoping for something amazing each time was like a novice gambler expecting a big hit—

"Holy shit!"

He ended up blurting aloud.

The clock struck zero, and the itch flooded his mind. It was subtle as always, but the idea it brought along was a greater win than any gambler's dream. A machine, the size of a refrigerator but slightly larger. It was like a box, and on one side it had a touch-screen, and then there was a wide, long cavity, a platform of sorts dug into the machine's frame.

"It's a jackpot, Atlas! A fucking lottery hit!"

[What is it?]

"It's the Replicator! Star Trek stuff, I'm pretty damn sure. Jesus, Atlas. We can make actual food whenever we feel like it now. Not just food, like anything you can dream up, metal, cyberware, organs, just no living thing. This is a goldmine!"

[That's brilliant, Cypher! But it must draw a lot of energy.]

"..."

Instantly, Cypher's shoulders slumped, and he focused on the itch information. His brows twitched while reading the requirements.

"A… A single coffee would need the energy equivalent of… megatons of nukes. Hundreds of megatons. If we swap to matter-to-matter and just shove garbage in there, sure, it's less, but still… fuck, man. It's insane. Whole Night City's whole grid ain't even close to running that. I'm fucked, Atlas. This itch's gonna end me."

[Why not build a small one first and use it to replicate a single molecule of a particle? That may allow you to avoid the prolonged itch.]

That was all theory. Cypher just nodded and stretched his arms, yawning. "We'll get to it tomorrow. I gotta get some sleep first tonight."

He got up and entered the bedroom.

Seeing Judy's naked shoulders, he knew she was completely naked under the sheets as before. So he went back out and pumped one out in the bath. After that, he returned to the bedroom, fully nude.

"Mm…"

As he settled on the bed, Judy hummed and shifted closer to the wall to make space for him. He spooned her from behind right away, pulling the quilt. Even after pumping it out, he started to grow hard, but it was manageable now.

Before long, his thick erection settled snugly between the gap of her thighs, pressed tight in the heat of her legs, flat against the lightly damp folds. Meanwhile, he slid one arm under her head and hugged her, his big palm shamelessly landing on her round breast.

He didn't try to thrust or grope, however. Taking in the pleasant scent of her shampoo, he closed his eyes to sleep. And this time, sleep came fast.

That night, he dreamt of swimming in the clouds. Soft, squishy, and warm.

He didn't know how many hours later it was. But he started to hear Atlas' voice in his sweet dream. The voice grew louder and louder by each second, and before he knew it, those soft clouds had turned into a massive Morgan Freeman's face. They were all speaking at the same time.

In moments, the sweet dream turned into a nightmare as he fell inside Atlas's mouth. His eyes snapped open instantly, only to find it was still night and Judy was still sleeping with her back snug against his chest.

[Cypher, I tried to wake you gently, but that did not work. A matter requires your attention.]

"What time is it?" Cypher nearly said it out loud.

[It's three in the morning, Cyph.]

"And?"

[The boy you aided with the cyberware has just been taken by Maelstrom. Lucas has been rendered unconscious. They are preparing to take his arm and leg—]

"Where?!" Cypher physically got up with a jolt and jumped out of the bed. "Chrome junkies robbing a kid? What the fuck is wrong with them?"

[Relax, Cyph. I have everything under control. I slowed their car. Lucas is alive and no longer in danger. If anything changes, I will act immediately. But this is a rare opportunity for you, Cypher. A moment to rise above other corpos and become a legend among mercenaries. Go and eliminate the entire gang. The vehicle is heading to a store called Clean Cut Medical Service, a Maelstrom hideout in Northside.]

"What do you mean? That'll put the entire Maelstrom on my ass."

[This won't. The faction that seized Lucas answers to a man named Simon Randall, called Royce. He has been working to erode the authority of the current leader, Declan Griffin, known as Brick. Put plainly, Royce is an irritant to the rightful leader of Maelstrom.]

"That doesn't mean they'll let an outsider like me just roll in and butcher their gang members."

[Leave that to me, Cypher. All you must do is go there, end everyone, save Lucas, and return home. I'll assist you during the entire operation. Dealing with Maelstrom is easiest due to their heavy use of cyberware. I can end them all remotely if I wish to.]

Saving Lucas something he wanted to do anyway. That kid, his words were still fresh in Cypher's mind. The fear in the kid's voice. And since it was his gifted cyberware that got the boy captured, it was his responsibility. Just this once, at least.

"Where are you going?"

He paused in the middle of fastening his pants and looked at the bed. Judy was sitting, holding the quilt to her chest.

"You remember that kid Lucas? The one I hooked up with a new arm and leg. Maelstrom snatched him for his chrome. I'm gonna go get him back."

"I'll come with you."

Cypher shook his head, wearing his full bulletproof suit. "You should sleep, Jude. I can handle this easily. I know some Maelstrom members."

"Bullshit, choom. No way I'm letting you solo this. Maelstrom gonks are psycho. Gimme a sec to gear up." Judy didn't wait for an answer, just slid out of bed and dragged the quilt with her toward the door.

[This is good, Cypher. More witnesses will only strengthen your position.]

"I'd rather it be just me. Let's me do weird shit with your help."

In a few minutes, he was fully dressed, tie tight on his neck. He checked his pistol, just a regular one. He hadn't brought bigger guns since he never planned to get into a large-scale gunfight.

"Let's go, Cyph."

He followed Judy out of the apartment. She had chosen to wear an extra jacket over her usual attire. He hoped this one had some defensive capabilities. Other than that, she had two pistols on her.

In all honesty. If Cypher didn't have Atlas with him, he would have never even thought of going into a fight with such underwhelming firepower.

"I'll drive."

He took the keys from Judy and drove her Villefort Columbus. It was a slow minivan, so he just floored it. The target location wasn't that far to begin with.

He took a right from Judy's apartment and drove towards the Kabuki Market. From there, he took a right, and then left, crossed through Pinewood Junction.

Atlas showed him a map in his vision in real time. At the same time, he briefed him about what kind of fight he should expect.

[There are three cameras inside. No turrets. Twelve Maelstrom members present, including Royce. Lucas is in the operating room, restrained on a ripperdoc bench. Once you commit, I will disable all power in the building and strip their night vision cyberware. I will feed you thermal vision with targets marked. I will stop them if any of them are on a trajectory to get a lucky shot at you.]

"Hah! So it's gonna be a one-sided massacre?"

[Cypher. It makes no sense for you to fight conventionally and put your life in danger when you have me.]

"I know, I know. I'm not complaining. You're the best."

One final turn and the building was in plain view. Cypher parked the car slightly before the building so it wasn't in the line of sight from the building.

"Judy, try to take out the cameras. I'll slip in and grab Lucas." Cypher said, trying his best not to take her inside. That would only slow him down. "We ain't gotta throw hands if we play it quiet. Let's just get him and bounce."

"I can do that." Judy quickly moved to the back of her van. "Be careful in there."

Cypher gave a quick nod and took another pistol from Judy. He got out of the van and calmly walked towards the building. As he got closer, instead of taking the main door, he jumped over a few concrete blocks and then climbed onto the scaffolding. Beyond that were two thick metal pipes that led him to a closed air vent that gave direct entry inside the building.

He didn't need to say anything as Atlas opened the vent for him.

[Lights out.]

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