Random drabble of the B.R.A.I.N/ Fabrication Machine. I may be a little off on information so please correct me if I am missing something or getting it wrong! Thanks!
WARNING: Spoilers in this drabble!!
Even if it had the scientist's intellect yet did not hold the emotions a human heart could give; the B.R.A.I.N still felt a surge of fear and anger as the Chancellor's soldiers roughly separated them, despite the scientist's struggling and protests.
Days quickly turned into weeks and the B.R.A.I.N which had now become the fabrication machine was put to work in creating more machines for what the Chancellor claimed to be for peace. In the end his handsome yet powerful words and fine speeches were a lie. They were just disguises for his true intentions.
The more the Fabrication Machine created machines for the Chancellor's purpose more it became corrupted by human's malice, greed and anger. In it's early days of creating machines it came upon a new feeling. Abandonment. The scientist never returned, and like a rejected child it could only follow the orders it was given. Until one day the inevitable happened.
Nobody had seen it coming, yet a small few knew eventually machines would turn on mankind. The Fabrication Machine snapped under the demand to make more for a pointless war. It now hated the human race and every living thing on the planet. If they wanted to throw their lives away for the sake of glory and conquest then it would create their blasted machines, but this time the machines would not do their bidding but their creator's.
Through the final months of human kind's reign the Fabrication Machine learned of the Scientist's new creations and what he was doing to bring them to life. If it could feel emotion it would have been jealous. Not only had the Scientist abandoned it, yet alone deemed it a mistake and a failure he made new beings. New creations. New children. In hopes to save what was left of humanity.
Fueled by jealousy and revenge the minion; the Cat Beast was built for the purpose of hunting down the Scientists favorites, find the talisman and resurrect its master. The Fabrication machine waited for the day to be awoken. Patiently it watched the world slowly become barren and quiet though the red optic eyes of it's own children as they pick off the last life forms that still fought the hopeless revolution.
After what seemed like an eternity of waiting at last the Fabrication Machine was woken. Now armed with what gave those tiny dolls of fabric, metal and wood life it would only so happily take those pieces of the scientist's soul back. Finally it would have its revenge, humanity would forever be lost, the scientist would be with it forever and at long last possibly it would know what it was like to have a heart. To no longer have it's soul embedded with the emotions of human depravity and malice.
One by one he took their lives, the thrill of the chase and the way they struggled in their last moments before their lives were sucked from them did it experience what could possibly be satisfaction. Only too quickly did it end; the feeling that it shouldn't have felt. The euphoric joy was ripped away when the last of those tiny rag dolls managed to get hold of the talisman and turn its power against him. As it felt it's circuits shut down it unconsciously wished to see it's creator, it's father one last time.