Cyborgs Origin Novels & Stories

a voice hissed from the shadows. Five men stepped out, blocking the path. They had glowing cybernetic eyes and metal arms. Street Cyborgs. "This is private property," the leader sneered, eyeing Aurora. "Passage f*e is... everything you have." Alex didn't stop typing on his wrist. "Kael, Mia. Remove the obstacle. Efficiently." "On it," Mia stepped forward. "Look at this little doll," the leader reached for Mia. SNAP. Mia grabbed his metal finger and bent it backward until the servo-motors whined and broke. She swept his legs, slamming his face into a puddle.

"At hindi lang sila basta drones... dala nila ang 'The Reconstructed'." ​Ang "The Reconstructed" ay mga dating sundalo ng NEA na ginawang mga Cyborg Slaves ni Vane. Sila ay walang takot, walang sakit, at ang kanilang mga armas ay dinesenyo para sirain ang mga organic cells.

Shantal says, sliding her hand on to Steve's. Steve squeezes on to Shantal's hand lovingly. "My sweet, had it not been for my father, this place would still be a hole-in-the-wall restaurant." Steve replies, a heart appearing on his screen. "So you get to eat here for free?" Shantal asks, barely grasping the concept Steve is trying to present to her. "No, neither me nor my father eat, since we both have mechanical systems rather than a digestive system." He says. Shantal looks at Steve, startled at what he just said about his father. "Mr. Jameson is a robot?" Shantal replying, intrigued into the new information. "Not necessarily. He is a cyborg. When the firs MAC-enites rebelled, they targete

Nobody really knew why the cybernetic outcasts wanted to meet whoever they were working with in person but, Sol’s guess was that so the souped up walking refrigerators could get a trace on their scent if things went bad. Mili Cybs was short for Militarized Cyborgs one of the many blanket term for 70percenters, the desperate souls who ended up cybernetically augmenting all the way to the 70% limit that the human body could take. Militarized referred to their mods which were for the most part sourced from black market dealers who got their stuff from stolen assets taken from bankrupt military corporations. A chunk of the 70percenters were outcasts who lived on the Fringe Zones, a lot of them w

Slowly starting how this family was numbered 0 and how his family was left with only 5 members. " At the end of 2044, as you know the cyborg mechanism originated, But Do you know who was the main reason for the creation of the cyborgs", asked Jessie. "Yes I know it was Daniel Denver right", said Ben his eyes gleaming with the curiosity of what his grandma was going to say. "No, it was not the fraud Daniel Denvers, it was your great-grandpa Mark Denvers", said Jesse and she began to tell him the truth.

Tang Long was so scared that he took back two steps and asked nervously, "What are you doing? I've already warned you. Lay one more finger on me and I'll call the cops!" Qin Haodong had already gotten the answer he wanted. The guy had no soul and no acupuncture points. Thanks to the DNA test result he had seen just now, he had already figured out what Tang Long was: a Cyborg. The guy was a completely man-made biochemical person. It was also easy for him to figure out who had sent this biochemical person here. It had to be Wilson's Company, who was after the formula of the Blood Revival Elixir. What surprised Qin Haodong was that the company's technology was so advanced that they could even p

Her sister and brother, along with her aunts, uncles, and cousins, were seized for breeding and servitude to the aliens. Since Felix, Rupert, and Kendra were mere babes in arms and were too young to be of use in servitude for quite some time and there were no instructions given to the Cyborg troops -who lacked the capacity to think on their own- about what to do with babies, they were simply left to perish.

The Origin Interceptors The Real Rhys wasn't waiting for the clock. He deployed the Ghost-Hounds. These weren't biological wolves or digital constructs; they were "Remote-Operated" combat drones, piloted by the Origin Corporation’s elite "Black-Ice" hackers. They looked like sleek, chrome spiders, armed with high-frequency "Deletion-Lasers." "They're cutting the nodes!" Jax and Cole screamed, their voices echoing through the city’s smart-audio systems. "The perimeter is shrinking! They're pushing us toward the Origin Tower!"

They were right. Within six months the elimination cure was released and the planet was, once again, in possession of the humans. The leaders of the planet who had partnered with the aliens contracted the virus and were not cured by Olga or any other member of the crew. It was time for new blood. They wanted new leadership that was capable of displaying compassion and love. Not just for the humans, but for all living things as well as for the planet. The cyborgs were a little more difficult to deal with. Some were reprogrammed to be supportive of the new government and joined the military to guard against future alien invasion and some were destroyed.

Neither could I hold back the tears that stung my eyes so badly. I wanted to walk away. My plan for this century was to live a normal life and try my best not to get involved with Eugene, but I couldn't. I couldn't just leave him there to die. I waited till everything died down and rushed over to help him. "Are you okay?" I asked, clutching his head to my chest, though he didn't reply. The funniest thing is that even though I get reborn, I still have the same agility, speed, and wisdom I had while I was a guardian.