As I flew over downtown, I saw too different machines duking it out. One looked like it was the robotic Hunchback of Notre' Dame. It was about eight feet tall, with wide shoulders, and thicker armor on the arms and shins. It's head was on it's chest, rather than up where it should be. It had a glass visor, shaped liked the letter 'T' on the face.
The other robots were attacking it. They looked looked like robotic eyes with helicopter turbines on the sides of them. They also had little machine guns on the lower sides of them.
The Hunch-Bot of Notre' Dame was swatting at them, trying to knock them out of the air. There were too many, twenty at the least. It looks like anyone with enough sense got out of here. Here we go.
I shot the first two down and they all turned their attention to me. The robot got one in each hand and crushed them. I tried to use my new power, the ice breath, but it wouldn't work. While I was trying to do it, a machine grazed my arm with a couple of lucky bullets.
I cried out in pain and slapped my hand on the arm. I could feel the blood seeping through. Then I got angry and shot that one down. There were four of them left. One flew off one way, the other three flew off the other way.
I chased the group and shot them down quickly. I returned to the machine that seemed to be helping me. I looked at its face plate and said, "Uh......Do you understand me, or am I going to have to write down a bunch of ones and zeroes?"
The machine whirred, it almost sounded like a laugh. It spoke and it sounded like whirring and sparks going off inside a recorded voice. "No. That is not necessary. I am Doctor Monroe. I was wondering when I would find you."
I looked seriously at it. "Are you human?" I asked. It sighed, which sounded like an exhaust fan going on overdrive. "I'm not sure what I am anymore." It answered. "I was a scientist that was working on a project that would save lives. A Prototype for a Mechanical Cop that can handle the things a normal Officer cannot. All I remember is this light coming from the windows of my work station, and then, when I woke up that is, myself inside this body."
I took a minute to think about this. "Um. This is going to sound weird, but......Did you see or maybe get chased by a flying boy with long white hair?" If a robot could look surprised, this one did. "Yes. He planned to absorb my 'energy'. I wasn't too sure what he meant, but I didn't know what he planned and I wasn't sure how it would affect my current condition. I found means of escape, but I could use a little help."
I nodded. "If you don't mind a little ride, I can take you to two people who can help you, and you might be able to help them." It nodded. Oh, that reminds me. "Oh, by the way, just for future references, are you a male, or female?" The machine looked at me. "I am Female. My first name is Maryanne." I smiled and flew over her. "Sorry. Just wanted to make sure."
When we left was probably the time when we missed that last drone. It must have picked up the blood that oozed out of my arm when the other drones shot it. If only I remembered at the time.
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