Cyborg Franky Novels & Stories

Franky walks back to the edge of the wall and drops to the floor. She begins to think about how she will give her body to a gender she fears more than anything else in the world touching her. Franky doesn’t think she can ever be with a man again after what happened during the first abduction. Thinking about sleeping with the unknown man brings back memories of the pain those horrible men inflicted on her. Franky wasn’t a virgin when they raped her, but she can’t remember what it’s like to crave a man’s touch. Franky mentally facepalms; she can’t believe she still went ahead to offer her body to a handsome man whose name she doesn’t even know. Franky doesn’t know how she will do it, but she w

The Vengeful Quintet formation was naturally dispelled. Frederick stared coldly at the last cyborg, who was terrified. "Any other tricks left?" Frederick asked coldly. "Y-You... Are you even human?" the cyborg stammered in fear. In his eyes, Frederick was as powerful as a god. "Tell me, where is Organization V's headquarters? What does your leader look like?" Frederick pressed. The cyborg, now consumed by fear, began to lose his composure and was about to answer Frederick's questions. However, just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly coughed up blood and died.

“That’s what all this is about? You stopped traveling the world and came to visit your big brother in San Francisco because you were lonely?” “Fuck you, Enzo,” Alexei complained, even as he laughed too. “You’re such an asshole. You use everything I tell you against me.” “If you need a woman, then get one,” Enzo said. “Put that on a goddamned dating profile: ‘Lonely billionaire seeks woman to travel with.’ You’ll have to hire your own personal security team to keep them off of you.” “I don’t think of myself as a billionaire.” “But you are,” Enzo said. “VI Tech belongs to both of us. I’ve already told you. Now order your fucking crepes and stop sulking around here. I don't have time for this.

Frank had demonstrated how the entire coarse works and at that point, he knew that there was no saving him. The water was flowing with high current and that sort of electricity was capable of roasting the living daylights out of an individual, after it had sucked out life from it. Frank gave him an example by putting a bunny into the water. It wasn’t up to a second by Sam’s count when it gave up the ghost, with the skin looking as dark as charcoal. “Don’t worry. You are already black so it won’t do much of what it did to her, to you as well”, he remembered Frank say.

Torbert said. Not only Frankie and Bobby felt their scalp prickle, but the people around them too. “Get the f*ck away from me. I don’t know who you are. Stop spewing nonsense. Let go. Let go of me!” Frankie shouted angrily as he tried to struggle free. Bobby also tried to pull Torbert away from him. But even though they had used all their might, they could not seem to shake Torbert off. The cameras around them clicked away. At the same time, Henry Walker and some other people started talking.

His true body frightened me. “You need any other proof?” he asked and changed back to normal within a blink of an eye. “How...how did you do that?” I am staring at him in shock with trembling hands and legs. Now I believe he’s telling the truth. In these few days, I have been talking with a cyborg who’s don’t even belong here. One thing I can’t believe, he’s telling everything to me. I am just a girl he met for a few days. “I can glamour myself. Everyone can. My body is fully made of mechanical things. Glamour is a common thing in Cryptop. There are no scientific facts behind this glamour. Cryptop is totally different from earth.”

"Don't tell me you guys are just going to walk away without even trying, did you really think the show was over? No, this is where it begins, follow me and we could be rich" None of the hunters needed to think hard to know who was speaking to them, there was only one person they knew that could hack so many devices at once. In a loud whisper each of the hunters uttered the name 'Cypher'. There was no man who was ever involved with the underground that didn't know of Cypher the machine man, the only successfully made cyborg ever known. there wasn't any man that didn't know of his achievements, nor was was there any that didn't hear his rumours. with both combat and intellectual capabilities,

"You'd better run, sir. I can't get up" "Then both of us will run", Marco said, fumbling for the release handle. "Only its your turn to ride". "No, sir! You shouldn't do that. Run while you..." Marco pulled a small lever, opened an armor plated hatch, and jerked the cyborg's brain box out of his body. The organic contents weighed two and a half pounds, but the support elements and protective casing brought the total weight up to thirty. The box came equipped with retractable straps. Marco slipped his arms through and checked the assault weapon's ammo indicator. Then, ready to fire, he entered the smoke.

She said turning around to see Franky bleeding badly. She rushed to him and grabbed him as he fell to the ground. “Why aren’t you healing?” She asked him. “I...I don’t know.” Franky says. “What happened?” She asked him. “He stabbed me with some sort of small blade. It had these weird markings on the handle.” “Damn it I should have never showed him that room.” She said as Franky looked up at her. “He stole one of the ancient weapons.” “Good news is I think you will live as long as we can get you to the hospital soon, bad news is don’t expect your wolf healing to kick in anytime soon.” She tells him. “That is if he is still alive. I can’t hear him Shaba.” Franky says before passing out.

We reached the quiet room at the end of the hall. Frank was lying in bed under a thin sheet. He looked small and grey, like a shadow of a man. He had been in a deep sleep for a very long time. Taren stood by the bed, watching him closely. The room was quiet, except for the machines' beeps. I could feel Taren’s hope through our bond. Suddenly, the machines began making a loud, rapid sound. Frank’s chest started to move in a jerky way under the white sheet. His eyes snapped open, and they were full of fire. He did not look at Taren with any love. He looked at him like he was a monster. He struggled to sit up against the white pillows with a sudden strength.