Hello and welcome to the very first glimpse of Anna-Droid! Of course, our main character has not taken the stage but in the not so distant future, she will So basically, it goes down like this. I haven't written ANYTHING since 2010 and decided to begin the new year (Jesus Christ, it's March already X.X) with a new story! I like writing original stuff so suck it up. I now introduce to you the futuristic saga of Anna-Droid! Please read and review nicely and I do want constructive criticism.
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Prologue- 2106
As everyone drank to a brighter future from their anti-gravity wine glasses, they had no idea of the world to come, the anguish to be suffered, and the lives to be lost. 2106 was supposed to hold the key for new-age ideas andthe latest technology; expected to make the biggest leap was the widely-anticipated intelligence super-computer debut in London, England, Siq Ingv. During construction and countless hours of programming, no one could've foretold what the all-knowing machine was to be used for. Siq Ingv was to be the greatest computer intelligence program in existence, fashioned to improve the lives of humans everywhere. Its completion was a milestone for the modern day.
The production team for Siq Ingvconsisted of four-hundred geniuses from around the world, all summoned to the call of duty on the front lines of cables and circuit boards. Constant working day in and day out took place, the diligence of the industrious masterminds never faltering in their efficiency or swiftness. Several programs had to be wired, re-wired, and wired once more for safety. An SIR, or Siq Ingv Receiver, was placed in every country's main cybernetic port, allowing every nation to connect to the Siq Ingv network from anywhere in the world. The next step in the SIR installation was the use of small modems placed in average homes of the population in order to access the Siq Ingv network. The project began in 2100, the turning point of the century, and after six years, three months, Siq Ingv was ready to make its debut. Its release date was set for March 22nd, 2106- a horrific day that without a doubt will be viewed as a brutality worldwide.
The leader and most able-minded of the project staff, Dr. Martin Drion of London, was elected to start up Siq Ingv for the premiere, an experience that was to be witnessed on every telescreen, every computer, and every frequency worldwide. Dr. Drion was born and raised in London, a talented child whom was awarded several national and international honors for his gifted works on computer fiber optics and programming. It was no contest in who should lead the Siq Ingv project. However, during non-service hours, Dr. Drion had worked additionally on Siq Ingv. Bit by bit, he transformed the universal intelligence program to his favour, adding and removing certain components where he needed. Siq Ingv slowly transformed from the help andmaintenance machine of human kind to the distressing weapon of mass destruction that was to be used by Drion.
As the release of Siq Ingv grew closer, final tweaking was completed, and it seemed as if the machine was ready to operate. Dr. Drion assembled the entire production staff in one auditorium to demonstrate the first glance at the future of the leading computer intelligence program. As the very first Siq Ingv loading screen began to surface on the holographic display, its personified face slowly came into focus, introducing itself as the one and only Siq Ingv. The scientists marveled and remained stupefied at its superior demonstration. Dr. Drion was quoted by one inside reporter to have said,
"Siq Ingv is the future; the era of technological unrest has come to an end. No longer will the common man feel inferior to those with larger IQ's."
During Drion's speech, Siq Ingv began something terrible. Unexpectedly, it crashed, the pixelated face fading to darkness. Slowly, a deep purple gas was released from its main hub port, andthe machine stated that an emergency neuro-toxin release had begun. Dr. Drion was already prepared with a gas mask already poised on his smug, evil face. Siq Ingv's face returned on the holographic monitor moments later. As many tried to flee, the computer locked every door in the vicinity in order to prevent the escape of those held like spiders in a jar. With nowhere to run, the greatest minds were trapped, slowly and painfully dying as the neuro-toxin flooded their lungs and caused extensive damage. They dropped one by one as Dr. Drion laughed, Siq Ingv's face unchanging and uncaring as his human inferiors passed on.
Dr. Drion had organized this during his late-night work on Siq Ingv's program. He created the List of Ideals, an organized informative of every employee on the production staff, worked into Siq Ingv's system. All but himself were scheduled for elimination. With Siq Ingvblocking all informational ports, reports of the mass slaughter had not reached human ears. The release date arrived quickly as the world braced for the new future. They gathered around their new and fresh Siq Ingv Units, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their new home assistant. As Dr. Drion flipped the switch, Siq Ingv's face projected from the holographic ports.
"I am Siq Ingv, universal operational tool of the 22nd century. Allow me to register every IQ of the members of your household. Sit back, relax, and allow me to complete my work."
As every human was registered, all who were proved to be well above average were targeted and eliminated, and soon the unpredicted horror of the reign of Siq Ingv began.
Dr. Drion was pleased with the work his creation had completed. As many flocked away from their machines, Siq Ingv held them in place and turned their attention to the audio of Dr. Martin Drion. "All humans who are considered very proficient in intelligence have been terminated as of today, I being the last remaining. I am now in control. Siq Ingv serves me and only me, and you will serve me as well. I am now the lord over the United Kingdom territory, and soon to be the lord of the conquered world. My empire shall be the Drixton Empire, and all will bow to me." With these words, the transmission was cut and slowly, but surely, Dr. Drion had his control.
Siq Ingv began creating robot androids for the army of Lord Drion, their bodies manufactured quickly on the assembly line of the Siq Ingv mainframe. They stormed cities, towns, across oceans andseas. If you killed one, a thousand more arose, and the Drixton Empire increased steadily. The territory line extended as far as China and was still expanding, Siq Ingv now connected to everyone in the Drixton Empire through their technology. It was tragic, ugly, and barbaric. No one could've predicted this was the glimpse of the future so long awaited. The view of Siq Ingv as a helping machine melted and bent into that of an infected virus spreading rapidly through every computer in the world.
Humans were now enslaved under Siq Ingv and Lord Drion. It was impossible to make any unregistered or threatening moves without approval of the lord. Curfews were set, rations of necessities were distributed, and assigned tasks were set in place for the able-bodied humans to earn currency to buy more rations, the entire circulation of currency now in control of Siq Ingv. It was the picture of dystopia, what every anti-war protestor had feared and stood against. Lord Drionwas a tyrant, the worst yet in the history of mankind. He outranked those of Kim Jong Il, Adolf Hitler, and Joseph Stalin, in both tactical military strategy and complete control over his captured land. Lord Drion was convinced he had the world dancing in the palm of his hand, but there is always a flaw in the plan.
That flaw was named Arden Lester, underground technical genius. Arden kept a constant façade of stupidity throughout his life since childhood because of his social anxiety. He was afraid of being out casted andostracized by his fellow peers for being who he was. A native of Nottingham, England, Arden left his parents at age 20 to avoid the draft of geniuses for Siq Ingv, andto pursue his genius underground, literally. He bought an abandoned fallout shelter from WWII under a fake name and renovated it into a secret lab and living quarters for his personal use. In his spare time, Arden manufactured his own android, a specialized bodyguard for himself he named TFB, or Tight Fighter Boy. The TFB ran on a homemade program developed by Arden overnight called DOAP- the Defense/Offense Android Program, which enabled the android boy to protect Arden at all costs. Call it intuition, but Arden Lester had his doubts about the Siq Ingv project.
Years passed as Arden paid close attention to what advancements the Siq Ingvteam was producing, following close behind on his own androids. By 2105, Arden developed the TFB to have personality, always upbeat and smiling, like toy soldiers. He created a synthesized silicon skin for the androids to make them look like normal 13-year-old boys and sent them out as scouts to monitor the world outside while Arden worked at his 9-to-5 job. With the date set for the arrival of Siq Ingv, Arden's company began making preparations for the arrival of the new program, and thus Arden quit to pursue his own creations of androids.
Arden had outsmarted Dr. Martin Drion at that March 2nd day. All of his homemade technology was untraceable by other CPU or modem trackers, running on his own systems and the like. Arden was paranoid of his genius being discovered and every measure had been taken to disguise it. By now, hundreds of TFB's had been created, all with different hair and eye color in order to mask their appearance, although all their faces were identical. The Siq Ingvarmies stormed England as the TFB's and Arden lied in waiting, Arden perfecting their offensives and defensives. The day after the slaughter, Arden, or as he then took on the self-proclaimed title Dr. Lester, sent out his scouts to scatter throughout the UK and keep constant untraceable contact with Dr. Lester at his home base.
The Siq Ingv androids soon discovered the scouts' existence and attacked, the TFB'sfighting back with all their strength. They would fight to the death or return in shambles, almost beyond repair. It pained Dr. Lester to see his beautiful boy soldiers to come back in such a state and still smiling and trying to make him laugh. He wanted something more out of an android, something that would feel. The newest plans were drawn up and soon he began work on his newest project- the LHSP (Lester Humanoid Synthesis Program). The database of the android contained several human emotions and how to feel them and apply them to everyday life. After six months of uninterrupted work, of failed attempts and triumphs, the LHSP was ready.
Dr. Lester keyed in the password for startup and soon the android came to life, its specialized crystal optics flickering to life. Arden was pleased, and as the droid completed its final sequencing, he turned away for a few moments to record his success in his journal. By the time he turned back around, the droid was kneeling before its creator, staring up with its eerie, blue optical ports. The TFB's started gathering around Dr. Lester and the tall, slender droid to witness the naked, silicon-covered machine embrace Dr. Lester tightly, driven near tears that he had been brought to life. Near tears; the emotional circuit was functioning flawlessly.
The android named itself Xuvonoid and was outfitted with a black wig cut to Xuvonoid's specifications and clothing he had made for himself, consisting of a military jacket, matching pants, and boots. The fact that Xuvonoid could make a personal choice and preferment pleased Dr. Lester immensely; it was revolutionary. The TFB's took to the new android as a father figure, occasionally going out with him, as if in a small pack, to aid his surveying of the land at present. They updated his database as to the situation of Drixton, informing him of Siq Ingv and its army. Xuvonoid was unable to be recognized by the Siq Ingv droids due to his originality of appearance and undetectable mechanics. Whenever the TFB's would lash out, Xuvonoid would try to defer them to prevent any damage to themselves. The TFB's had no reason complex in their circuits; they were hollow, but this was what made them great fighters.
Dr. Lester revealed in the success of Xuvonoid for a few years, its emotional responses and ability to think rationally, but something was missing. When Xuvonoid would break a component in battle, he didn't feel it. He couldn't appreciate the feeling of a warm breeze on the face, or the warmth of an embrace.
"Doesn't it make you upset you cannot feel?" Dr. Lester once asked as he repaired Xuvonoid's severed arm. The machine laughed, his metaphorical heart feeling light.
"Of course I feel, Doctor. You made me to feel, and I am grateful," Xuvonoid replied with a wide grin. Dr. Lester expected such a hollow reply and said no more to prevent disappointing his newest creation.
However, with the new decade approaching and Xuvonoid lacking the component Dr. Lester feels he is incomplete without, something was to be done, something to put Dr. Lester's mind at ease, which would be revealed as the end of 2109 grew closer.