Cyborg X Robin Novels & Stories

Robin said, wiping the rogue’s blood on his leg. “What?” Robin stripped the rogue’s armor off his body and pushed them at me. I pulled the armored vest over my head. The blood from the rogue’s throat had already soaked through the front of it. Robin covered his hand in blood and wiped it over my arms. I jerked away in disgust. “What are you doing?” I asked. Robin grabbed me by the shoulder to keep me in place. “Stay still.” He continued smearing it on my arms and on my chest.

Weapons integrated directly into its limbs, humming with contained violence. And its face—the face beneath the metallic mask—was horribly, impossibly familiar. "Chen," Marcus breathed. "Security Chief Chen. He was head of Sterling Consolidated's protection division. He disappeared five years ago." The cyborg that had been Chen smiled with lips that were half-metal, half-flesh. "Not disappeared. Upgraded." Its voice was a mechanical buzz, synthesized through speakers where a human throat should be. "The Council showed me the future. And I chose to become part of it."

"You are not my son. You are a monster. You don't deserve to live, you deserve to die. I won't let you do anything again. I'm going down with you, I'll warn Kevin and everyone about you. You are a betrayal." Robin paced around the room while his mother ranted. His eyes caught the syringe the doctor prescribed to be given to Annabelle. He picked it up, he looked back at her. She was trying to get out of bed. He took the syringe and stabbed her with it. "Robin... You're evil. You're not going to make it. I promise you... That." She fell on the ground. Robin sighed in relief. He took the remaining dose and poured it in her mouth. He carried her back to the bed.

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.

That officer appeared in front of that cyborg right away and punched that cyborg in the chest. That cyborg’s face remained motionless in the face of the officer’s speedy and ferocious punch. He raised his head and looked at that officer with a hideous grin. That cyborg then raised his hand and clenched it around the officer’s neck, lifting his body high above his head. The cyborg’s eyes widened, and something that looked like lasers shot out of his eyes, burning that officer to ashes. A group of Klock’s agents knelt in a row in a quiet corner of the building a few moments later.

Harvey replied coldly, “Are you not embarrassed to say all that?” “If it weren’t for Dragon Cell and the firearms, would you even dare come and challenge me?” “Let me tell you right now. If I wanted to, killing small fries like you would be the same as killing ants on the side of the road.” Robin covered his face and replied, “Stop pretending already, Harvey!” “You’re not even worthy of challenging Dragon Cell!” Robin didn’t believe that Harvey could take advantage of him without Yona and Kait’s assistance. Clack! Harvey threw a crystal badge in front of Robin.

"Ah!" Xyla let out a sharp scream as the man suddenly lunged toward her. Alexander swiftly wrapped his arms around her petite waist, swiftly retreating. Boom! The chair they were sitting on exploded, leaving a figure standing there, looking dazed. It was a Lord of War-level cyborg. The rat plotting all this was even less patient than Alexander had imagined. 'So, there really was an attack. Was he not intending harm toward me?' Xyla's cheeks flushed like ripe apples, realizing she had been thinking too much.

Yes, and one that had been there for a while, judging from the protruding bones. The elevator jerked to a half, someone shoved the camera operator from the rear, and the shot dived into the ground. Quinn looked at Baba. The security officer shrugged. "We sent a cyborg in. One of the more expensive models that can pass for human. You're looking through her pickups. The rebels tend to be suspicious, so we gave her some street credibilities". Quinn nodded and turned his attention to the footage. The agent did a pushup, got to her feet, and panned the pit. There were hundreds of women. Some stood in groups, some kept to themselves, and some wondered in circles. A corpse floated facedown in the l

But I realized I can’t trust anyone in this world. He grabbed my hand lightly to stop me. But I turned and slapped him. “don’t come back to me again. Your job is done. Leave me. I rather die here than be with you,” I said everything with tears in my eyes. I can’t control it. Now I understand a cyborg can’t feel anything for anyone. Then why does he going to love me? It hurts a lot. I don’t even look at his eyes. I ran fast as I can without my phone. I left my friends there, trusting him. I should rescue them.

Sir Osborn replied, “Yes…” Kayson nodded and woke Robin up. The moment Robin woke up, he first saw Falcon, whose lips and nose were lined with blood. He could not come around to his senses for a long while, and it was only then he understood he had made a big mistake when he realized that Falcon was dead. “Do you hate me very much?” asked Kayson. Robin’s face was bloodless as he stammered, “I… I…” His head was filled with fear as he scrambled up from the ground and begged Kayson for mercy. “I’m sorry, Mr. Yarde! Please forgive me! I didn’t mean to do that at all…”