"Well? Is someone going to explain to me exactly what happened
at that club tonight?"
Benjamin sat back on the sofa, accepting the cup of coffee Nancy silently
offered him, and casting a curious glance around the group of his film
subjects. At the back of the room, Copper pushed open the door, entering
the room with Cynthia in tow, and Benjamin sent the hologram a searching
look, causing her to lower her gaze.
"If I had a circulation, I'd be blushing hard as I could go right now."
She muttered, and Copper squeezed her hand.
"It'll be all right." She said. "Whatever you tell him, we'll back you
"Well?" Benjamin prompted. "Someone? Anyone?"
"It's me who needs to explain to you." Cynthia said at length, taking
a seat. "I've never been thrilled about you being here, Ben, I think you
know that. You scare me...television is a powerful medium and I'm not your
average music company employee."
"That's an understatement." Benjamin said dryly. "Cynthia, look, you're
a heck of a good looking woman, and I gotta admit it, I'm attracted to you
as hell, but there's no way that I can leave this kind of weird stuff off
my footage or just ignore it unless there's a really good reason why I
should. You know that. The rules of the programme are that only stuff which
contravenes broadcasting law or are of national security risk can be erased.
If I did, it would be going against what I'm employed here to do. Fond
as I'm getting of Jewel, and guilty as I feel about recording every angst
and feeling that happens, it's my job and I have to do it."
"We shouldn't have ever agreed to shoot The Public Eye." Sylva looked
troubled. "It's our bad, we forgot about Cynnie's situation."
"I have thought about this." Cynthia shook her head. "And no, Sylva,
you had every right to invite Ben here. There is no reason why you should
forgo any part of celebrity life simply because of me. That's not what
I want. You girls are my friends and I was being selfish, to criticise your
decision. This is not my house, it belongs to you."
"Still, you are our friend and we should at least have consulted you."
Topaz put in.
"This is all very nice, but it isn't explaining to me exactly what the
deal is." Benjamin held up his hands. Cynthia sighed.
"Very well." She agreed. "But Ben, I can only tell you if you promise
never to reveal my secret to anyone. The tape must be erased...it would cause
great danger to me and to Jewel if it were not to be. That, I think, would
permit you to do so without betraying your contract?"
"Well, sure, depending on what it is." Benjamin was cautious. "But I'm
"I'm not who I seem to be." Cynthia began slowly. "I'm...not real, Ben.
I know it sounds far fetched, and to properly understand, you must come with
me to the basement. You see, it began a long time ago. Before you or any
of Jewel were even born."
"Not real?" Benjamin echoed, as the group made their way down the cold
stone steps to the bowels of the basement. Cynthia nodded.
"I'm an illusion." She said simply.
"I don't get it." Benjamin looked nonplussed. "You're right, it does
sound farfetched. Extremely farfetched."
"Have you ever heard of Emmet Benton?" Cynthia asked. Benjamin frowned,
"Yes. He was the founder of Starlight Music, wasn't he?" He asked. "His
wife was some seventies performer, and unless I'm much mistaken Jerrica Pacheco
at Starlight now is his daughter."
"Yes. Kimber Harrison of the Foundation also." Cynthia agreed. "But in
some ways, Ben, he was also my father." She switched on the light, bathing
the room in a soft glow and revealing for the first time the mainframe
computer, much to the incredulous reporter's amazement.
"What is that thing?" He demanded.
"That is me." Cynthia said with a shrug. "Synergy. Emmet Benton built
me in the eighties - I was completed in 1985, twenty seven years ago. I was
built to help him get over his grief at losing his wife, but I became more
than a simple special effects machine. He could not let Jacqui go, and he
programmed elements of her personality and appearance into my data banks.
Over the years certain of my programs have corroded and failed me, so that
now I no longer have a set series of commands. I...make my own rules. I
am, in effect, as close to human as I will ever be."
"Ooook." Benjamin looked sceptical, walking over to the machine. "So
you're telling me you're nothing more than what, a robot?"
"A hologram." Cynthia sighed. "Look, you dont believe my words. Allow
me to show you what I mean."
She slid her watch off her wrist, putting it on the computer's keyboard
and morphing her features into that of the softlight hologram Synergy. Benjamin
started, staring at her and despite herself she laughed.
"This is the real me, that Emmet designed." She said. "Albeit with a
few modernisations. But watch what I can do."
In an instant the entire room was transformed into a desert island, with
sand beneath their feet and waves lapping at the shore.
"Wooh, cool Synnie!" Sylva exclaimed. "I know who to call when I wanna
fake a tan next time!"
"Wow." Benjamin seemed lost for words. "It looks so real..."
"That's what I pride myself on." Synergy removed the illusion, restoring
herself to her hardlight Cynthia form and letting out a sigh. "But you
see, Emmet died before he could patent my design. Though I know my creator,
if I were to be found I could be duplicated and used for bad ends, even
possibly reprogrammed. I don't want to be a cause of harm to anyone...least
of all those I care most about. Since the Jem Memorial the FBI have been
trying to track me down. Please don't give me away, Ben. It's so important,
and it means so much to me to be Cynthia and live a little of real life."
"You talk like a real human being, with feelings and...well, dreams."
Benjamin said softly. "I wouldn't have believed it, if...well, I s'pose that's
why you proved it to me. But wow. I...I never knew a machine could feel."
"Well, Synergy's not your average machine." Copper said, winking at the
hologram. "Jacqui was so dear to Emmet that he devoted himself to her memory,
and gave Synergy rather more personality than most artificial intelligence
chips allow. There's something more to her, too. I don't know what it is...but
there'll never be anyone quite like her."
"You won't betray us, will you?" Topaz asked softly. "We're sorry, Ben...but..."
"I won't betray you." Benjamin said at length. "The section of tape,
well, when I splice the video together for the documentary, I'll cut it
and burn it. Noone else will ever see it, I promise. I...I suppose I understand
the need to protect the technology, but in truth I'd almost feel like I
was destroying a human life, and that's not part of the deal."
"Thank you." Cynthia offered him a tiny smile. "I'm grateful to you for
understanding. Not...not everyone does."
"Jerrica said some very cruel things to her at the Jem Memorial." Sylva
nodded. "Called her just a machine, and stuff. She's sensitive, our Synnie.
She has feelings."
"So I realise." Benjamin smiled. "Well, it's been an out there kinda
week already, but don't worry. I have so much good Jewel footage and a
couple of days left to go, there'll be no problem. I mean, it's going to
make for an awesome documentary, even without the sci fi effects. Cynthia,
your secret is safe with me!"
Chapter One: The Idea
Chapter Two: Benjamin
Chapter Three: Chez Diablo
Chapter Four: Cynthia and Ben
Chapter Five: A Motive
Chapter Six: One On One
Chapter Seven: A Cryptic Note
Chapter Eight: The Intruder
Chapter Nine: Cynthia Explains
Chapter Ten: Stefana's Plot
DISCLAIMER: PLEASE NOTE
Copper, Nancy, Sylva, Anna, Blade, Raesha, Sirena, Topaz, Aaron, Sophie,
Justin, Elliot, Rosita, Luis and any other characters in this fiction which
do not appear in the animated Jem series are copyrighted to me (E.A Woolley)
as of January 2002 <unless otherwise specified> and are not to be
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is copyrighted jointly to myself and Gemma Dawn.
The concept of 'Jewel' is entirely my own, and any apparent link with
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