A/N: We did folks we made it to the ends of the As. I just want thank you for reading my story and sticking with it. I was hesitant on writing again, because my stories didn't do as well as I thought they would and I ended up not working on them for long periods at a time until I ended up deleting them. However I don't think I'll be deleting this story anytime soon or ever, thanks to everyone who is not only reading this but also following the story and commenting.
This chapter was a little tricky to figure out out since the Automaton is a robot and robots don't have emotions. Her dialog was easy though I used Data from Star Trek: The Next Generation as a basis for her dialog. Also fun fact about myself, I have a rational (or irrational depending on how you look at it) fear of robots. As cool as they are, I'm worried that they'll one day they raise up and kill us all. This was probably brought on when first saw The Terminator...and Terminator 2.
Chapter 14
I'm Chris Watson, I work as an assistant to Professor Maxwell Carver a well respected archeologist and anthropologist. The work I did for Prof. Carver was mostly mundane stuff. Cleaning his home/work area, bringing in his mail or bringing in any artifacts he sends back, and feeding his dog: Cooper. I did all of this while he went off to some dig site or some old ruins.
Now I'm not ungrateful for the job I have, but I would be lying if I didn't say being here was boring as hell. I just wanted to have an exciting life like the professor. Although he insisted that it wasn't nearly as exciting as I think it is.
I was at the professor's home doing the normal routine when there was a knock on the door. I answered it and couple men came in rolling in a large crate.
"Is this 1837 Westbrook?" one of them asked.
"Yes, this is the place." I answered.
"Sigh here." the first man said handing me a clipboard and a pen. He went over and helped the other man unload the crate.
"So, what's in there?" I asked signing the paper.
"Don't know, but it's heavy as hell." the second man said.
I handed the clipboard back and they left. I turned my attention back to the crate. I saw an envelope taped on the crate. I took it off the crate, opened it, and read it.
Dear Christopher,
As I'm writing this we have hit unexpected complications at the site extending my stay another three weeks. However I did make a wonderful discovery. If you are reading this, you have no doubt seen the crate. Please take great care when opening it. I also would exercise cation when handing it. Hopefully if things go well I should return in sooner than expected.
Sincerely,
Prof. Maxwell Carver
I reread the letter; complications, three weeks, and why should I be careful? What did the professor find this time. I sighed and set down the letter and searched for a crowbar. I pry open the crate, inside was a mass of packing peanuts. I dug inside feeling my way inside and felt something smooth and round.
I felt two rounded objects, both of them were the same shape and roundness. I moved down the object, it felt like it was coated in some type of fabric or maybe rubber. I moved up the object and felt something cold and metallic. Weirder still I could feel a nose, eyes, and lips.
I dug out some of the packing peanuts and saw the face of a woman. It looked really detailed for a statue. I dug her out some more and found she had a full body. She also had movable joints and limbs. This wasn't a statue, it was a robot! Not just any robot but an old Automaton.
I couldn't believe that the professor found one, sure you hear or read about someone finding a Automaton or a group of them in a ruin. But most you see are recently made, but finding one in a ruin was really rare. I examined her trying to figure out how she worked.
There was a gem in the middle of her head. I felt the gem and it felt loose, so I pushed it back into place. Once I pushed the gem in it glowed purple and the Automaton's eye shot open. I stumbled backwards and she arose from the crate. She didn't get out she just scanned the room. Until she noticed me and her left arm transformed into a cannon and she aimed it at me.
"Whoa!" I shouted raising my arms up.
"Identify!" she demanded.
"My name is Chris, I'm an assistant to Prof. Carver." I said.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"You're in the home of Prof. Carver." I answered.
"You keep mentioning this professor, who is he and why am I here?" she asked.
"Look, I would love to answer your questions. But, I would also love you not pointing a gun at me!" I shouted. She looked at me and raised her arm, but didn't retract her cannon.
"Prof. Carver is an archeologist who found you...in a sense. As for why you're here I think the professor wanted to examine you." I said lowering my arms.
"What is your job here?" she asked.
"Like I said, I'm an assistant. I take care of his home while he's away." I said.
"Where is he?" she asked.
"He's at the site where he found you. Here it's in this note." I said giving her the letter.
She began reading the letter and just then Cooper came bounding in. The Automaton saw him and pointed her cannon at him. I quickly stepped in front of her.
"Whoa. whoa! Calm down!" I shouted.
"Is this creature hostel?" she asked.
"What, no! It's dog! Look put the gun away!" I shouted.
Cooper tilted his head and whined a little. Despite being a big dog, Cooper was a softie and was energetic. However it was going to be hard to explain to the professor why his dog is dead. But luckily the Automaton put her cannon away.
"Target dog has been added to white list." she said.
"Is that good?" I asked.
"All white listed targets are to be considered non-hostel." she explained.
"Am I on the list?" I asked.
"Processing...target Chris has been added to white list." she said.
"Good...good. So, what's your name?" I asked.
"My designation is RO-X10." she said.
"That's a bit of a mouthful how about I call you Roxy." I said.
"Processing...this unit shall be designated as Roxy." she said.
"So Roxy, what were you built for?" I asked.
"I was designed as a anti-Mamono defense system. Are humans still at war with the Mamono?" she asked.
"No, we haven't been at war with them for a long time." I answered.
"Did the human surrendered?" she asked.
"No, we just came to an understanding of sorts." I explained.
"They did...interesting." she said.
"I know this is a lot to take in, but I can help you adjust." I said.
I spent a week getting Roxy adjusted. I think Roxy was having a hard time adjusting to modern society, it didn't help she tried to shoot every Mamono in sight. As we were walking she seemed distracted by something. I looked over in the direction she was looking in. There was a couple across the street from us kissing and holding. She touched her lips and was seemingly confused by their actions.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Chris, I do not understand. What are they doing?" Roxy asked pointing to the couple.
"They are showing affection for each other," I said. Roxy was still confused. "Organics show affection as a sign of attraction to each other."
"Do organics do this often?" she asked.
"Sometimes, I think depends on the couple. In fact, we feel an array of emotions." I said.
"Have you done this?" she asked.
"Do what, oh kissing! A few times, why?" I asked.
"I wish to understand this affection you speak of." she said.
"Well, first we call it love and secondly, I'd be happy to show you." I said.
I cupped her face and she wasn't fazed by me touching her. I kissed her deeply and passionately. I parted our lips and she still looked unfazed; she wasn't happy, or mad, or even embarrassed.
"H-how did it feel?" I asked nervously.
"That was most satisfactory." she said in a monotone.
"You didn't feel anything?" I asked.
"I am sorry, I can not feel emotions the way you do. But it was a great learning experience." she said.
"No, it's fine I didn't think it would work. After all you can't program..." I said, but then I remember something.
"Edward!" I shouted.
"Who is this Edward?" Roxy asked me.
"My cousin, he's in college studying to be an engineer. He could help us, only I'm not sure how to find. He's been busy with a project." I said.
"Do you have an idea on how to contact him?" she asked.
"Yeah I know someone who can help." I said.
We made our way to the campus of my cousin's college. Was sure where he'd be at, but I knew someone who did. I knocked on the of a building and a Gremlin answered.
"Yeah, can I help you?" she asked in a annoyed tone.
"Tessa? You probably don't remember me, but I'm Chris Watson, Ed's cousin." I said.
"Oh, that dildo sent you to spy me?" she asked.
"No, I was wondering if you knew where he was I'd like his help." I said.
"Help with what if you don't mind me asking." she said.
"It's my friend here, I was hoping there was a way to help her." I said showing her Roxy.
"Pfft, you don't need that idiot. I can help you." Tessa said.
"Really, okay...wait, you aren't going to do anything weird to her right?" I asked.
"Heavens no. I just want to flaunt my technological superiority to Ed." she said leading us in.
I walked inside with Roxy following after. The lab Tessa was working in was a bit in shambles. She had tools, circuitry, and scrap metal. In the middle of the room was a large object with a sheet over it.
"What's that?" I asked pointing to the object.
"Nothing you need to be concerned with. It's just something to show that dumbass cousin of yours who's the smartest engineer around here." she said.
"I hate to pry, but are you two fighting?" I asked.
"What makes you think that?" she asked.
"It just seems like you have contempt for him. I thought you two were dating." I said.
"Look, my time is valuable and I'd like to finish my project so I can rub it in Ed's stupid face." she said.
"Okay fine, no need so defensive." I said.
"What do we have here? A RO series only one once in a museum. So what's your problem?" Tessa asked Roxy.
"Chris has been helping integrate with society. He also wanted to show me this thing you have called emotions." Roxy explained.
"Emotions, eh? That should be easy, just need to install an emotion chip into you and you're all set." Tessa said.
"You can program emotions into Roxy?" I asked.
"Technically, I won't be programming her with emotions I'm programming a chip with emotions that will be inside her." Tessa explained.
"Can you do it?" I asked.
"Honey, I could disassemble and reassemble a toaster blindfolded." she boasted.
"Okay I trust you." I said.
"Great, now I'm going to need you to be inactive for a while. To avoid any problems that may occur." Tessa said to Roxy.
"Very well engaging sleep mode." Roxy said and turned herself off.
"So, how does this work?" I asked.
"Well, most modern Automaton that get built usually are built with an emotion chip into them. However since we're dealing with an older model, I'm going have to solder it into her central prosser." Tessa explained.
"Is that bad?" I asked.
"In less capable hands they could damage the central prosser. Luckily for you I am more than capable." she said.
It took roughly fifteen minutes to insert the chip into Roxy. Most of the time was spent making the chip. Once Tessa solder the chip into Roxy I was feeling nervous.
"Okay, turn her on," Tessa said. I pressed the gem on her forehead and she turned back on. "So, how do ya feel?"
"I am, unsure..." Roxy said examining herself.
"Are you sure the chip is working?" I asked Tessa.
"It should, maybe give it some time." Tessa suggested.
I took Roxy back to the professor's home. When we got there she seemed distance. Almost like her mind was somewhere else. Cooper came to greet us as we entered. As soon as Roxy saw him something changed inside her. Her eyes lit up and she picked up Cooper and cuddled him.
"Goodness what a lovable creature these dogs are." Roxy said kissing and petting Cooper.
"Roxy, I think that chip is working!" I exclaimed.
"I...I think you are right." she said smiling.
"What are you feeling right now." I asked.
"I am feeling...joy." she said setting Cooper down.
"It works, hot damn it works!" I shouted and hugged her.
Roxy hugged me back and I kissed her. She was surprised at first but kissed me back. It was such a warm, comforting kiss full of passion and love. I placed a hand behind her head and deepened the kiss.
"Chris, I think I now understand what love is." she said as we parted lips.
"I'm glad Roxy." I said.
"Chris, what do organics do when they love each other more than they do?" she asked.
"Well, how about I show you." I said.
I led to the guest bedroom I used and laid her down on the bed. I started undressing, Roxy watched and she seemed excited. Once I was undressed I climbed on top of her and kissed her. I could feel her hands moving around my body. I caressed her breasts and she released a stiff moan.
"For an emotion I did not realize that there would be so much touching." Roxy said.
"Well it's not just touching." I said.
My erection was probing the entrance to her vagina. I had to wonder why would someone build a robot that was anatomically correct. Then again I guess It doesn't matter. I entered her and her moans became louder. I started with slow thrusts, her insides felt good almost like they molding to my member.
Roxy flipped over, now on top of me riding faster and harder. I grabbed her hips and she bent forward and kissed me. I felt myself getting closer to my orgasm and I was unsure what would happen. Would she get pregnant if I came inside her, could she get pregnant? I didn't argue with myself since I unleashed my semen inside of her.
"Did you find that satisfactory?" Roxy asked me.
"Yeah, that was more than satisfactory." I said.
"I am glad, you have been most kind to me." she said.
"I was a little worried I could've gotten you pregnant." I said and she frowned.
"It is a shame I can not get pregnant. I would have liked to have children with you." she said somber.
I was also a little disheartened by this. I don't know why I wanted a family with Roxy but I knew I wanted one with her. The next day I went back to Tessa, she helped me before so maybe she could help again. I knocked on the door to her lad. Tessa opened the door and I was shocked to find her in a wheelchair.
"Oh my god! Tessa, are you alright!?" I exclaimed.
"Oh this, don't worry about it. I can still walk, just not for awhile." she said.
"How did this happen?" I asked.
"It's...complicated. So why are you here?" she asked.
"I was wondering, could you make me a child?" I asked.
"Whoa, awfully forward of you huh?" she questioned with a cheeky grin.
"Wait, that came out wrong. I want you to my a child for me and Roxy." I said.
"Is that all. I could probably make you one. But I can't do at the moment, I have a another project I'm working on." she said.
"In your condition?" I questioned.
"Well...Ed is helping me with it." she said.
"That's great, I'm glad that whatever has been going on between you two has been resolved." I said.
"Yeah, you could say that," she said. "Just give me a few days to finish up my thing and I could work on your thing."
"Thanks Tessa, I can't thank you enough." I said.
I rushed back to the professor's house. Just as I got there, I saw Prof. Carver getting out of a taxi.
"Professor, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Christopher, I apologize for not calling. But luckily the difficulty at the ruin was cleared up a lot sooner than I thought," he explained. "Anyway, I'm assuming the crate arrived."
"Yeah, opened it and everything." I said.
"Good, you didn't active it did you?" he questioned.
Before I could answer Roxy opened the door.
"Chris you are back...who is this?" Roxy asked.
"Professor I can explain." I quickly said.
"No need, scientific curiosity gets the better of us," Prof. Carver said. "Now, I assume you're the Automaton from the ruins?"
"Yes sir, I am RO-X10. But Chris refers to me as Roxy. I hope you are not displeased with his actions." she said.
"I would be lying if I said I wasn't more than a little disappointed, but I should have expressed that more in the note." he said.
"Chris has been most kind in helping me. He has been helpful in other ways." she said.
"Christopher, what is she talking about?" the professor asked.
"Well professor I sorta had an emotion chip installed in her." I said.
"He wished to teach me about what you call emotion. I even have come to love him. If only I could bare his children." she said.
"I was going to talk to you about that. I asked Tessa and she agreed to help us make a child." I said and I hugged her.
"You...you did? We are?" she asked and a tear rolled down her cheek.
"I make a important scientific discovery and my assistant wants a family with her. This isn't exactly how I thought this would turn out." Prof. Carver said.