"Who's there?" The lone figure continued to walk up to him, he stood up to full height, "Hey, back off." In a second he unveiled his weapon, but at that moment the figure disparaged, seconds later he could feel a tight grip on his throat.
"Robert?" He flinched at this, could he be sent to kill him? Did they find him this quickly? He felt the grip loosen and then release, he crumpled to the ground gasping for air.
"I believe we share a common goal, I require help to guarantee the success of my goal."
He looked up at the figure, it looked human, but something about him seemed off, then he saw it, his skin was red, with blood of another. Slowly he prepared to impale him.
"Exodus." At this he stopped, "I know everything Robert, just help me and I will show you where she lies."
Do you really think he won't figure you're lying? Your goals are very different indeed...
"Shut up."
"Did you say something?" Robert turned towards him, his eyes had changed from hostile to a much softer glance. He hated him, the attitude change when he had something to gain, such lack of morals.
"Nothing." I'm going to kill him when we're done, humans are such pitiful creatures, so weak and yet demand such high amounts of respect.
"But the blade you use, it looks strange, it's made of a physical blade? Are you sure it can stand up to something like this?" He drew his own, granted it seemed impressive, "What is the blade made of?"
"Compressed steel, it's fragile granted, but, watch." He smashed it against the stone, the smooth straight blade broke, instantly he fixed it again, the event was almost undetectable.
"Where's the handle?" he could see the full length of the blade to the end, blood ran down it.
He turned away, hiding the blade from sight, from the sheath only more blade stuck out.
Remember Mr. Yaki. Oh, how I loved how you mutilated him, that fool, did he really think he could restrain me?
He flexed his right hand, it felt soiled, filthy. In ways he had just taken the life of his claimed creator, did these actions seem justified, just for a voice in his head.
Yes...
Yes, they are.
You're going to love her when you meet her, she's such a nice, kind, maybe a bit too much...
The voice was still lingering in his mind, the tones, the softness. He hated it, he wanted to watch that person burn, but somehow he couldn't, she felt almost like family.
And unlike me, she's real...
"Ah Clarun great to see you back, the project is nearly complete you know." She ignored him and continued to walk, "The prototype is amazing, it's almost ready for testing."
"It's not perfect, I made some slight adjustments, here, this should be much better. I'll erase previous designs and apply the new one to production."
"Isn't that a little overboard, do you really hate the current one that much that you're going to go that far to destroy it?"
"Yes, of course I am." With that she left, if what she read was true, she only had hours left to complete the final stages and put her plan in motion.
"Sir, two targets, they're heading straight for us, they bypassed all quick response security." They could only watch the smoking ruins.
"Impossible, send the advanced guard halt their approach."
"Lieutenant Robert Bailey reporting for duty!" He turned around to the voice.
"Where've you been, we need reinforcements for the..." He shot both of them, as their corpses collapsed tot he ground, he spoke in his communicator.
"Your guess was right, the lower ranking officers have no idea of me, it seems to be a closed circle in terms of my betrayal."
"Good, bring out the squadron you spoke about, tell them to hold this level for our escape, I'll head up to the containment room."
This was too easy, he didn't actually need his help did he? These men were so afraid of dying, their shots were aimed at protecting themselves, not to kill him. Wasting ammunition on 'covering fire' for what reason?
Slowly, I have to kill each one slowly, I want to see the fear in their eyes, I want to feel their heartbeat as it stops, I want to feast on the fear that they release in their end.
I can't allow myself to feel the same way, I must rid all feelings and possibilities that these feeling could creep up on me. Nothing must interfere with my duty, I cannot allow myself to be afraid of anything.
Why? Why do you not want to feel fear, yet you consume and spread it like a delicacy, pretty big hypocrite aren't you?
I don't know, it's just a feeling, everything I do is now based on feelings. I hate it, though it's all I know, without enough information to read the situation, the closest I can get is by following instincts, this I know for a fact.
Really? Did you really think these feelings are yours? THEY'RE MINE, I AM THE ONE WHO PULLS THE STRINGS!
Good.
What?
Good, I have direction, I have orders, I will follow them as I see fit. Now I have something for a fact, there is a reason behind these actions, therefore they must be for some goal. I have nothing to fear.
What? You're insane, what exactly do you fear?
Dying without leaving a footprint, I want to be remembered, wether as I demon or a hero I will not die for no reason.
Are you insane? You're murder kill and butcher simply because you want to be remembered?
As long as I live as an idea, I am not dead. Do you not fear this? To fade into nothing, to become non-existent, to truly die? Those who act without haste are by percentage more likely to be remembered, blind charge, blind ambition, fear is the main barrier from my goal.
And therefore I cannot allow fear to ever creep into my heart, this way I'll be remembered forever, I will be immortal.
You really are an idiot. I give up.
"Score: 72, you've gotten better Tobiichi."
"Not good enough." She restarted the test and went at it again, "Not even close, must get much better than I already have."
"For what reason?"
"There's nothing wrong with the equipment, in fact, mine is better than everyone else's. It must be my own ability that's at fault. For it is the only area I can improve." She continued on, indifferent to any protests.
"You haven't eaten or rested for three days, you're going to collapse dead at this rate."
"Don't care." She continued.
"We need to evacuate, he's going to burn this place down at this rate."
"Could he possibly have known? I mean the director, he left only hours ago."
"I don't know, do you really care?" They continued to pack, research notes, blueprints, anything they could pick up and run with, anything to buy them a place back in DEM.
"What about the prototype, should we...?"
"Great idea, it'll buy us some time, in fact, it might be able to take him out."
"And just imagine the upgrades Clarun has in mind, soon we'll have an army of them."
"We already do, she's just upgrading the AI core, once it's done, they'll be ready for deployment. What did we call them again?"
"Bandersnatch."
"Target acquired, eliminating." Firing a missile at the target's direction, the explosion seemed to miss, strange, the target hadn't seen to move.
"Behind." Dodging the strike from his blade, shattering it with his leg, though it seemed to have reformed, it must be programmed to act that way. Impressive responsive tech, should acquire for study.
"What the hell, you're not human, a suit possibly?"
"Specimen 1, place down your blade and surrender, we promise you will not be killed."
"Does a thing like you really have such power? DEM must be in even more trouble than I thought."
"I am linked into the global server, I have access to all commands and order, so far none have been changed that would cause my previous statement to be false." It stood to full height, brandishing two blades, each exactly the same, orange tipped, it resembled his own.
"Imitation technology, thought it would be fun to see who's better with this kind of weapon." The robot poised itself, it's stance was exactly the same as his, "I bet this will be fun, I really haven't been able to do much locked up."
It dashed forward, he could've sworn that it's eyes flashed in delight.
"Ready or not, here I come!"
Clarun sat there alone, the room was completely dark, she waited as her updated AI core was uploaded, a reprogramme, a self automated system that would end his plan once and for all.
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She had to patient and wait, she had to finish this by herself, though she wondered what she would do afterwards, there really wasn't much was there?
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Patience, when she's done, she could worry about the future.
Not really much to say is there? Been watching a lot, really disappointed that some ended so quickly. Gonna finish this off soon, though I'm not sure how, guess I'm just buying time for myself to think of an idea.