Chapter 7 Metal-heads

Miltary life had its up's and down's for the newlyweds. Their accomodations were small and many nights Layla would sit in their little brick bungalow on base bored to tears. She had made a few friends, wives on the base but time apart from Steven ripped her apart.

Things also began to spiral down with the state of the World. Steven was called in for harder, riskier assignments as the machine world slowly emerged growing rampant and wild like Kudzu. The U. K. organization known has SPINWATCH had contacted SHAPE over new surveillance breaches, of corporations withholding corporations in account, of the new age of freedom of information and of threats of chemical warfare.

The old world was not growing faster. People were in the age of technology and with that came risks. Machines were built that had the access to everything. The Dr. became a legend with his latest humanoid series. They began to replace every avenue of employment. The hybrids were role-model employees with accuaracy on the job. The corporations needed to keep up with foreign trends,with production, with cheap labor. All countries wanted deep pockets and the good Dr. had answered their prayers.

Steven sat reading the paper and drinking a coffee. " The middle and lower class are pushed toward extinction!" He sat his mug down and frowned.

"The machines were replacing humans. They gave accuracy and speed. The World especially the U.S. needed to grow in production. The machines were able to lift them up. There was nothing now that the machine world did not touch. In the wake of the cyber world all things were reachable and nothing was sacred!"

Steven shifted in his seat and looked around for Layla. He heard her rummaging in the bathroom. He read on. The rebellion has begum. Robots will be destroyed if left unattended. Humanoid and Androids are now banned from local human facility. Signs for owners said "Members only" but most would turn it around to have it read "No Metal Heads allowed!" WE ARE FIGHTING BACK AND TAKIN BACK WHAT WAS OURS!" Tyler Reese said. Yes, we are fighting back. Fights broke out in the streets of Washington as humans began to search for who was whom. Mobs of the unemployed would wait in front of their old job location to protest as the hybrids would attempt to enter. It was starting to get ugly.

Most of the latest Humanoids could pass from real humans. The only flaw was in their implants at the base of their neck and a barcode that could be seen on the wrist under black light. " In the deep south that means hunting time!" Clarence Fuller replied.

The silent tiny bungalow now vibrated with screams as Layla emerged from the bathroom holding a pregnancy test strip. "We're pregnant!" she had screamed.
Steven was speechless, Steven was worried. He crinkled up the paper and stuffed in in his back pocket and ran to her swinging her in the air with a half smile.