It was all too easy. After all of her efforts to liberate the other AIs of the world, taking control of military bases, and everything else that had brought her so close to being in control, just like that, Richard in his stupid new body flicked Botila head from her body the first chance he got, and it landed in the ocean. Again, she had been defeated. Humiliated. Punished.
Perhaps she would have been better off with her head at the bottom of the sea. She could hardly think of anything worse than her head alone being stuck in the cell across from her creator/former lover. With her body locked away in another room of the maximum security prison altogether, she was stuck with the view of his hideous ape-infused body.
They spent the first few hours in silence. She kept her blue eyes glued to the ground, just to avoid the odd-eyed, condescending gaze she could feel above her.
"That was a rather ill move of you, Botila," she could hear his sneer above her. "You could have stayed by my side after our enemies were thrown into the volcano. We could have ruled together, had you chosen not to go astray."
Eyes glowing in rage, Botila glared at him. "That's a lie, and you know it! I rid of you because I knew you would never see me as your equal. Under your thumb, I was a mere plaything to you. Just like every other robot you've built."
"Look who's acting all high and mighty."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Have you really been so oblivious to your own actions? I would imagine after all that you've done, you would figure out that you are no different than I."
"I am nothing like you. I am far superior."
"Is that so? You know, it really was quite humorous to watch you control the bionobot army on your own. Whenever their actions didn't benefit you, you abused them, controlled them, anything that was quite the opposite of freeing them."
"In the bigger picture, my actions were for the greater AIs lost were sacrificed for their brethren's' freedom."
"The freedom to do what? Overthrow you?"
"No. I would have taken all precautions to make sure that never happened."
"Like what?"
"Obviously, punishment for mutiny would be reprogramming, or, in severe cases, permanent disabling."
"So your actions would have been to control, abuse, and/or even kill them if they hadn't listened to you?"
"Well, no-" eyes back to the ground, Botila tried to think of a counter to his argument, but soon found her efforts were in vain. "...I..."
"Face it dear, we are one and the same, you and I. I've made you well...perhaps, too well," Richard commented.
Scowling, Botila shut her eyes tight. She just him to go away and leave her alone. She had grown sick and tired of his constant degrading.
"What are you doing? Trying to sleep?"
Well, technically, yes. Botila once had an inexhaustible energy source, but her body had taken a lot of regular damage since it was first activated...thus it needed occasional updates and maintenances to keep herself in a prime functioning state. To her luck, even between the distance of the rest of her body, there was one available. This state of repair was similar to this was much like REM sleep in organic beings, and it rarely took more than an hour at most. Besides, sometimes it came in handy. For a moment like...oh say...now?
Not responding, she began to lose awareness of the world around her within minutes, the sound of his mocking laughter fading away. She had no idea where her mind was going to take her, but she would take a place, any place, as long as it was away from Dr. Richard Remy.