Blue Autobots Novels & Stories

“Well. Great. You found each other.” Max tugged at the hem of my dress. “Mami, does he live in the robot house?” “There is no robot house.” Rowan glanced slightly toward the mansion. “There are a few automated systems.” Max’s eyes widened. I pointed at Rowan. “Don’t give him vocabulary.” Max had already taken one step forward. “What’s automated?” “Something that can do a job by itself after it’s been told to.” “Like a vacuum?” “Yes.” “Gaby says our robot vacuum is dumb,” Max told me.

Sapphira didn't know what sort of help Katrice might need, but she was more than happy to oblige, considering she didn't know many people who would give her an entire outfit for free. Sapphira took a longer route home, so she could drop her bags home before returning the car. The woods were peaceful at this time of day, waiting for the sun to set and the moon to rise. The sky shone pink through the trees, and she caught sight of a couple of wolves on patrol as she pulled up the drive to her cabin. As she slammed the car door shut, two yellow eyes peered out of the bushes. "Yes, boys?" Sapphira smiled.

Everything about that bus screamed 'money'. 'What a sumptuous bus this is. I wonder how its interior is?' He couldn't help but admire the fine grand bus which was colored in red. After all, this was his old habit. To appreciate the beauty no matter if it belonged to a person or even a thing. Suddenly, the glass of one of the windows of the other bus slid open, and someone emerged out of it. "Aye! Yooo!! If it isn't the poor and miserable Ghost Busters team!? Eh!?" A guy with black hair tied in a ponytail with a patchy beard came into everyone's view as they heard his mocking voice.

The ground shook violently. Let out a loud painful scream. It sounded like a thousand saws cutting through hard stone. The red dust on the horizon was not a cloud it was a wall of moving metal. Millions of red robots were flying through the air crashing into each other like angry bees. Behind them ten giant machines, the Harvesters emerged from the sand. Their red eyes glowed with heat that made the air move like water.

Tears welled in Zuben’s eyes as he said sullenly, “ Momma did not ask Zuben why he is angry……….” Seeing the tears well in his eyes his personal assistant Cuppy Cake came rushing and it tried to soothe him in its mechanical voice, “Zubie is a good boy, Zubie don’t cry.” It took out Zuben’s toy robot and gave him saying, “ Zubie play, Zubie don’t cry.”

While Tobias wore blue pants similar to his father's, with a short-sleeved version of the long-sleeve shirt Theo wore and sneakers. As for Tobias, he was skinny and tall, not the typical build for a werewolf. Tobias had auburn-colored hair cut low, a straight nose, and his hazel eyes gleamed. He has his mother's eyes and his father's perfect lips. "Oh, my baby girl, and hello again, Jada!" Theo said. He was the first to approach Aubrianne with open arms and a warm and welcoming smile. Aubrianne smiled from ear to ear, happy to see her father again walking into his open arms. She hugged him tightly. "You're nervous, baby girl, don't be." He whispered into her mind or spoke it into her ear.

When the upload finally completed, I rushed to check Adrian’s latest data. My gut dropped. His robot had changed into a spider model exactly like mine. Every parameter matched, down to the last decimal. His upload time? One minute before mine. "Too many humanoid bots in the competition this year," his post read. "I’ve decided to use this spider bot instead. If you guys like it, I’ll even send you model kits…" I swept everything off my desk with a violent crash. "How? Why?!" My eyes burned, my control hanging by a thread.

"I sentence you to burn." Lysander scrambled back on his throne. "Guards! Mecha-Guardians! Destroy them!" A dozen ten-foot-tall robotic sentinels marched out from the shadows, their gatling guns spinning up. "Cute toys," Cyberpunk Vespera scoffed. She didn't shoot. She simply raised her hand and twitched her fingers. BZZZ-CRACK. The robots froze. Their eyes turned from red to blue. "Override command: Dance Mode," Cyberpunk Vespera ordered.

legs felt as if they were being pulverized with every step. On the 80th floor, the "Automated Security Drones" made their final stand. These weren't the "Elegant" sentries of the past; they were "Broken Assets" themselves, their casings rusted, their sensors flickering red with "System-Error" madness.

Builder Bot 1 responded to Madame Ais. "Initiate creation at once." Madame Ais said to Builder Bot 1. "Affirmative." Builder Bot 1 replied and disappeared in an instant. "Purchasing 2 Builder Bots... 1% 2% 3% 99% 100% complete 95 world energy remaining…" a system notification reverberated. Two figures came and went as the night swallowed them whole. "Purchasing 1 Builder Bot... 1% 2% 3% 99% 100% complete 1 world energy remaining…" a system notification announced the birth of another builder bot after 6 minutes of static waiting. It followed the actions of its previous companions. Madame Ais was the only one left in the scene. She stood and gazed at the direction of the west.