Chapter 1: Presentation
"Good morning class!" Sensei Wu said to the students of Ninjago High School. "Morning, sir!" the students replied as they entered the classroom owned by the beloved teacher. Sensei Wu was the headmaster and History teacher to the Freshmen of the high school. The school was the most favored out of the country, being that it globally had the best staff available. As each student gathered their belongings and sat, Wu began with a change of plans. "Students, as you should be informed, we have a visitor to our school. This is Pixal Borg, a good friend of our beloved Science Master, Doctor Julien. She has a special treat for us here at the high school, so I suggest you offer her your attention and respect. Miss Borg, you are welcome to begin." Wu explained. A woman, young, thin, fit, and perfectly dressed stepped forward, several large files in her arms. "Hello. As you know, my name is Pixal Borg, daughter of Cyrus Borg, owner of the Borg Industries building downtown. Now, I know most of you loved Doctor Julien very much. And, I know that most of you know that he passed away a few months ago from cancer. But, as it seems, he had a final project to give you. As we've been searching through personal items, we found it. Given a blueprint and a comatose child's body, we have constructed the project for him, to share with you." Pixal explained. She gestured to a pair of men standing just outside the classroom door, who entered with a large box on a dolly. One used a crowbar to pry off the front of the box, revealing the project. It looked much alike a young man: about six foot six in height, cloaked in stark white skin, sporting spiked, blonde hair, with a pair of blonde, thin eyebrows marking its face. Its build was thin, but looked agile enough to do major gymnastics if needed, and fast enough to outrun a bus. The hair was made of strings of sensors cluttered together, pulsing with little blue streams of electricity. Its eyes were closed, but were nicely almond shaped. Its lips were thin and a light shade of blue, resembling a frozen body. It was dressed in a blue and white collared sweater, a pair of blue jeans, with a pair of blue tennis shoes to match. It looked human enough, but everyone knew it wasn't. "Students, I give you Doctor Julien's final project: the Zoneless Alternative Nonnegativity Engine." Pixal announced, the class clapping in response. A young man in the front, his hair black and falling reasonably around his ears, raised a muscular arm. The teen was nicely tanned, muscular, and heavily built. His eyes were brown and honestly looked at the woman before him. He wore a black sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans, with black slip-on tennis shoes to match. "Yes?" Pixal asked. "What does it do?" he asked. "Good question. This unit was built to assist those who cannot assist themselves. It can do pretty much anything and everything, once adjusted to the environment. We did add a few features that will allow us to scan and create profiles of everyone it sees, protect them if need be, and make sure they are getting properly educated." Pixal explained. Another hand was raised, this time with more urgency. It was a shorter male, his hair red and curly, dark blue eyes and freckles lining his milky white face. He sported a blue t-shirt, black shorts, and a pair of blue tennis shoes. "Yes?" Pixal asked, gesturing to him. "What kind of programming language is it based on?" he asked. "C++." Pixal replied. "Alright, I think it's time we set it up, but there are some important rules to go over." Pixal began again. "There are safety features built into Zane. Now, if any of you pose a threat to him, he will react with a kind of defensive maneuver. He is still human, in the brain and the heart, but robotic on the outside. He will not engage you unless to take the role of physical harm to another. We will monitor any changes and alert you whether or not contact is okay. No harm whatsoever should come to this unit, and I do hope that none of you are pranksters here. As for the final bit, Zane's initialization unit will be placed in the far side of the room, no exceptions." Pixal finished. As the two men set up the initialization unit in the corner of the room, she smiled pleasantly. "Thank you, and have a great day." she stated, leaving the room, followed by the two men. As the visitors left, Wu moved to stand in front of the class, gaining their attention. "Alright, students. Let's get started with history. Who knows what date the first babylonian empire was discovered?" Wu asked.