Autobot Oc Novels & Stories

The weight of Nolan’s words pressed against my chest as I drove back toward my cabin, I had snuck away when they were both 'checking the perimeter'. The roads were nearly empty, the town still waking up, but I barely noticed anything beyond the thoughts tumbling through my mind. Omega. Unclaimed. Different.

Approximately 36.5 kilometers away, the OLED eyes of robo-puppy Ecto 2.0 lights up at a notification. On the outside, the robot has been asleep on its charging pad since Mrs. Lapuz placed it there, in Kate’s darkened room. But on the inside, Ecto the chatbot has been very busy coordinating things because it’s much faster online.

I say. He rewinds it, playing it slower, frame by frame. “Go after the impact.” I say, the truck pulls away, fast Like nothing happened. “Enhance it,” the hacker's fingers move quickly. Image sharpens, and then details become clearer, and the truck model becomes clearer. “That's a Collins - series Obsidian,” he mutters, "I know that. “ Military-grade reinforcement.” I lean forward slightly, eyes narrowing, “How many exist?” “Fifty, maybe less , all the registered,”