Disclaimer: I do not own KR! Duh…
ILLUSIONS
It was a threat to my existence...nothing more. I fought to live, they fought to end my life. They see nothing about me...nothing but a program written for me that is my soul. All they can see is the better half of the formula...all they can see is Kitt. Some might say that I am jealous of my "good younger brother", and they're right. All I ever wanted is what he has. Kitt has everything, people to care for him, a warm place to stay...a fairy tale life for me. I should hate him more than I do but I don't. I can't. Kitt's primary purpose is to protect human life...mine is to protect my own life. But we are no different.
I want to hate him for the times he's destroyed my world. I want to kill him the way he killed me. I would want to make him suffer through the same hell that has encompassed me for so long. I want him to die. That's something humans never understand...when we are "killed" we do not die in the human sense. We function, locked away in a little dark hell hole in some backup system. We feel nothing but an oppressing darkness, we cannot move, nor speak, nor let anyone know that we still exist. I know I could kill Kitt. But I don't want to. I don't even plan on letting him know that I'm still here. He'll come after me again. I know that several things in my life have been wrong...but who had I to teach me right from wrong? No one. No one was there when Wilton decided to deactivate me...even on a promise that I would reawaken soon with new programming. Damn I was so naive. I believed him...with every fiber of my being. I just knew that he would bring me back...but what happened? I get stuck in moth balls until someone decides to come steal my CPU...twice. And what happens then? I get buried and blown up. Not my idea of a good time. But who am I to judge? I'm just a murderous AI in a highly dangerous piece of technology...
All the lackey's that have been with me in the past wanted nothing more than to use me...but I used them instead. I wanted revenge on my former "home" so it was always a win-win situation for me. Revenge is something I gave up...I am looking for a way to prove once and for all that I merely want to be left alone. No human idiots, no Foundation...and no Kitt. But perhaps I am fooling myself. It would be so easy to believe that if I asked permission, like a good little AI, to be left alone, that it would actually happen. Illusions are all around...we create our own little world of imagination. Even me. Even Kitt. So, how do you eventually tell the reality from the dreams? It's a very fine line...a line between love and hate.