G.H.O.S.T.

The kiss

"He's at the desk with your husband." A soft voice over the intercom announces the presents of our guest. I looked in my mirror and searched for the scar I had since I was eleven. I almost forgot it is no longer there. I did not see one blemish in sight, my deep mahogany skin glowed gold in the light. Sometimes I wish to feel the texture of my skin, but my fingers can't feel anything at all. I gather my long locks and place them in a goddess ponytail. I stood to my feet and on my suit, the same one I was buried in at my funeral. I chuckled. Upon stepping into the elevator, I made sure to call security to the front desk.

On my way down, I couldn't help my mind to wonder if it was right for me to even be alive. Things that pass through my mind all the time, I shake it off and move on. I am the reason why so many people don't have to die anymore. My husband and son made me their experiment. And-" Ding", the elevator door opens and my thoughts scatter. I took a deep breath and I started to approach them. "no, I have a gene mutation." I heard sternly, and I interjected into the conversation. Their response was all stares trying to pair with me and connect to my spirit. In this one glance, I knew everything. I kissed Dr.Diodes giving him permission to pair with me after my husband walked away.

I saw it all, he really doesn't know. He has to be protected and taken care of. We have to hide him. I ordered the guards to take him to the lab. The security was originally for my husband, who has a short temper, but he can never know about him. I rebooted the front desk Ghost units before they could save the memory of me kissing him.

Later on in the day, more like 3 pm or so, I walked into my husband's office and my son is already there. When I look at him, it just reminds me of her. The very first Ghost unit ever made. There is not any trace of me left in this child, so I hang my head low, trying my best to avoid those thoughts.

"Mom!?" he shouts in a concerning whisper. I met his glance and he hugged me. He continues to kiss me on my forehead and pulls back, and yells " Dad is going to kill us! I don't want him to kill you a second time." The door slammed open " Perfect time for a kiss from my wife", my husband serenaded me. I gave him a smirk and pecked him on his cheek, but he turned his face. His lips were so soft and the stubble on his chin tickled me. " Did ya feel that Ma'am?" he sang to me. I paused. I became excited and relieved. It took a moment to realize that I felt something for the first time in decades. " that knock-off twank, the first assignment is to get all my ghost units to feel."