Prologue: the Creation

Prologue: the Creation

The creatures huddled around the forge concentrating hard with their oversized but poorly used brains as they hammered away at clunk of metal and placed the little gizmos in their place. "It's done!" spoke the largest of the four telekines. They yelped excitedly as they stepped back to get a larger view. It was beautiful. Their eyes could not slip away from their creation: a golden and metallic version of a child. Its form was highly athletic with every muscle drawn to its maximum potential. "Put the skin on" spoke the leader, its dog face soaked with a stern expression. They did as they obliged with their slimy hands shaking while they wrapped the peach colored flesh around the robot until it looked exactly like a sweet and innocent nine year old. "This thing is going to be sent to kill the big three children right?" spoke the smallest nervously

"Yes you imbecile" hissed the leader.

"Then why is he look like a child, he looks so delicious!" spoke the small one with his panicky voice.

"I don't know" said the leader wondering the same thing.