The Rules of Robotics
A woman with long red hair up in a bun with strands framing her face, and red eyes behind brown framed glasses, wearing a black dress, and black high heels, with a lab coat, walked swiftly towards the metal slab in the middle of the room.
She was pretty, with a slim frame, with good curves. Her peach toned skin made her red hair stand out more then it already did.
With long, thin fingers, with red painted nails, she pulled back the white cloth to show a woman.
One: A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction allow a human being to come to harm.
The woman, had short somewhat spiky pink hair, that surrounded her head like a halo. Her skin was pale, but not sickly so, and had some colour to it. Her skin was free of any marks. She had long thick black lashes resting on her cheek bones. Her lips were a pale pink. She was petite, and looked doll-like. She had good curves, and good sized breasts for her small frame.
Two: A robot must obey the orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the first rule.
The red haired woman, lifted the head of the other woman, and placed a metal head rest on the slab, before placing the head back down, now able to get to the back of the head. She brushed a few bits of the pink hair out of the way to show a bar code on the back of her neck, before pressing behind her right ear.
The back of the pink woman's head opened to show an artificial mind, with wires, and microchips.
And Three: A robot must protect it's own existance as long as such protection does not conflict with the first, or second law.
She pulled out a syringes filled a light blue liquid, before injecting it into the artificial brain, and replacing one of the mircrochips, before closing the back of the head.
Those laws were there to protect human beings. All robots were programed to follow the laws, yet one woman didn't. She made a handful of robots, that didn't follow the laws, and had more emotions then the ones before them.
The pink haired woman's eyes slowly opened to show dark green eyes.
She made them, so they could uncover the truth of ROOT, and bring it down.
"Welcome to the world, Sakura-chan." The red haired woman smiled.
That woman was my creator, my mother. And this is my story. My name is Sakura, and this is how I brought down ROOT with my brothers, and how I fell in love with a human.
To understand my story, you need to understand the history of the world, and of my mother.
In 2050 a war broke out across the world, and lasted till 2072. The war left all the countries in ruins, with high death tolls on all sides, though it did bring peace to the nations, that damage had already been done.
In 2075, ROOT came as a new hope. ROOT was made by Sarutobi Hiruzen, and he brought with him new technology, and medicine that helped the countries rebuild themselves. In 2079, the first robots were made. The robots helped rebuild the countries back to their former glore.
In 2083 the first robots that looked like Humans were made. The only way the could be told apart was the bar code on the back of their necks, and the uniforms they were made to wear. These robots had been given emotions, but because of the three laws, they had no free will.
In 2095, Sarutobi died, and neither of his sons wanted to take over ROOT, so ROOT was taken over by Shimura Danzo. And that's when ROOT changed, though it still made new technology, and mechicine, Danzo made weapons. With those weapons brought crime back to the world. But yet it was kept secret, and ROOTS secrets grew over the years.
My Mother, or my creator, was called Kuro Karin. She was born in 2092 in Tokyo. She had went to Tokyo University at age 18, and finished at age 23. She joined Japan's branch of ROOT, and was put on Level 1, where she met Uchicha Sasuke, a fellow scientist who worked on Level 2.
When she was 25, she was moved to Level 5, and that's when she started to find out the secrets of ROOT. So she started her own secrets. She was a very good robotics specialist, and started to build her own robots.
They were built without the laws, and with more emotion in them. They had their own personalities, and own thoughts. I was the last one she made. Before me there was seven others, all were male.
There would of been more built after me, but I was built in March 2121, and Karin died in May 2121.
AN: Please review, and tell me if I should carry on with story or not.