Novelas y relatos de Cyborg Novels

"What did you call those fictional creatures that were part human and part robot?" "Cyborg," Marco's voice yawned, laying with his head on Arsenio's shoulder and his eyes closed, but awake. "They're called Cyborgs," "Yes. Cyborg." Their father confirmed. "He'll be kind of like a cyborg, no?" They couldn't help but laugh at his words, all of them beyond relieved to know that Salvatore was alright.

He had two cyborgs who went by the names, Karen and Kaycie. At the moment, it had been thirty minutes since Anderson Simpson, Harrison Edgeton and Jocelyn Redwood, and a strange robot they never knew Anderson possessed, disappeared with a strange vehicle-like contraption. It was just too unbelievable. To worsen the whole thing, they weren't able to hack into their conversations because the microchips they'd implanted had somehow become ineffective in Anderson's home. Unknowingly to them, it was because of a tech Anderson'd created about a year ago which deactivated integrated circuits anywhere in his house.

"No wonder the formation hasn't been activated yet—did you sabotage it?" "We’re going to kill you for ruining our plans!" The cyborgs burst into angry shouts, and charged at Frederick. A half-dragon and sixteen cyborgs clashed in a fierce battle. Frederick’s every joint, transformed into weapons of war, allowed him to unleash his full power. These sixteen cyborgs, born as deadly weapons, were destined to bring bloodshed and violence to wherever they went. The battle raged on, spreading hundreds of miles and eventually returning to the bamboo forest. Everywhere they set foot was left in turmoil.

Dylan demanded answers and Charles took a deep breath before looking him in the eye. “The juggernauts used to be the only fully human town we created in this world. It wasn’t long before they began to favour machines and gears. One day they started researching ways of upgrading themselves in a painless but beneficial manner. It somehow worked and they became the juggernauts. A fully cyborg, steampunk style town where they can look human if they choose to. There is no one better to help Noah now.” Charles explained.

He could feel the deadness of them, the lack of a life-spark, the cold, hollow echo where a soul should be. The figures shambled forward, their movements stiff, jerky, and utterly wrong. They were puppets, their limbs pulled by unseen strings. As they stepped into the emergency strobes that one of Jack’s men activated, the sight was more disturbing than any monster. They were ordinary men in grease-stained coveralls, their faces slack and expressionless, their eyes vacant behind the glowing red lenses implanted in their sockets. One of them, a man whose ID badge read ‘Carlos,’ stumbled, and his arm swung at an impossible angle, revealing the glint of a metal actuator where his elbow joint sh