[ WP ] You live in Gemini , one of the 12 flying cities , beneath you are the ruins of the old world . One day your ICARUS system fails as you travel to Cancer and you fall to the world below .

*CAUTION: Critical ICARUS system failure* the alarm shrieked in my ear, for the fifteenth time. I sent a broadcast and 112 signal to my home city of Gemini, the Twin Crystalis forefront in my mind. `` This is Artemis Kin'shasa III, broadcasting on the emergency signal. Be advised - my ICARUS has failed. I am falling to my death.'' I steeled myself, the ground accelerating towards me. I typed in my personal GP key, noting the date and time, and including my # sum. 
 
 The force of wind sent me to a blackness I did n't think I'd wake up from. 
 
 / / / / / / / 
 
 *She's waking up*, was what I heard, the sounds shaklen to the core by the slowly-seeping awareness. I tried moving my arms, but they were... I screamed. I could n't help it. The jolts of pain scythed me into wakefulness. 
 
 `` Hey, easy there, girl! We've gotcha. You're fine here. Well, as fine as one of the Sky People is when they Fall.'' I opened my eyes, to see... me? But that's imp-wait, no, not *quite* me. The eyes were slightly off, a different shade of green. But the hair, the face? That was close to looking exactly like me, when I did n't have my ICARUS on. 
 
 `` UGh, I thought I was a goner,'' I said, voice dry from not drinking. `` I need water.'' it crackled on the last word. I had n't yet realised I was even alive, I do n't think. 
 
 I heard the rhythmic beeping of the iMonitor, but it was a model so ancient as to have been an antique. I could feel a needle in my arm, uncomfortable, but not painful, in the grand scheme of things. It was held in place by something like Gemtape in my home city. I tried sitting up, but *blank* 
 
 Screaming. Mine. Arms. *Broken, I'm sure of it now. * `` Hey, easy now. You lost a lot of blood, and your arms have n't really healed from the shattering impact. Rest a little, let us do the work, and then you can get yourself back on your feet down here. Now, why do n't you tell us your name, darling?'' The voice had a strange, almost double harmonic to it, a hypnotic siren's call of truthfulness. 
 
 `` Artemis.'' 
 
 One of the people stood up, and pulled out a needle filled with a clear fluid. The one who looked like me smiled. `` Hi, Artemis. My name's also Artemis, but that's not the only strange thing going on here. I'm gon na give you something to help you sleep, then I' # ll run another course of hypersonics on your arms. You took a lot of damage.'' That weird double harmonic had left the voice. It came back again. `` I'm going to give you two things now - a preperatory agent for your bones to heal, and bones and a gas combination to help ease the pain. If you need any help, call for us, or if your arms are up to it, use this button.'' She handed me a small disc with a large, lit red button. 
 
 My named counterpart put a mask over my face and spoke again. `` Count backwards from ten.'' *Ten. Nine. Eigh... *
