Genie Novels & Stories

I could feel the thrum beneath my boots if I really focused; like the faint beat of a giant heart buried underground. "Good," Geniee said. "Now. Fire first. It’s the most stubborn of all the elements." She held out her hand and whispered a word: "Ignis." Instantly, a small flame bloomed in her palm. It danced and flickered. My mouth dropped open. "Your turn," she said, gesturing to me. I hesitated, then thrust out my hand like some idiot in a movie. "Ignis," I whispered. Nothing. Of course.

The older female had an unreadable expression, whereas Amara was curious, eyes narrowed into calculating slits like a young child who had just discovered some foreign cake topping. “I was a bit hesitant to share this project with the both of you, because of the amount of work it requires. But I decided to take a chance and trust you two.” She gestured to the mannequin and explained. “AMC, short for Artificially manufactured companion, is the first AI developed machine of its kind here at Gemini. It’s a robot that can perform human tasks. As the name suggests, these machines are created and programmed to serve a master. It can do everything a real person can, only better, since they are not c

The maze ahead opened into a vast chamber filled with rotating code spirals. At the center hung one enormous file. GENESIS PROTOCOL. The Prime Analyst appeared before it. Final review phase. Tool origin will be disclosed. Rebellion will terminate. The file opened. And Jack saw the first line of the system that had lived inside him. ALPHA PREDATION INTERFACE: TRAINING ENVIRONMENT FOR WEAPONIZED LIFE VECTOR.

The water swirled, instantly encapsulating Genesis in a localized, liquid prison. "Neema, hit it!" Musa shouted, straining to hold the dense water together. Neema stepped out from the rubble, clapping her glowing white hands together to unleash the directional sonic boom intended to boil the synthetic creature inside the dome. But Genesis had already processed the telemetry from the Pangani black box. It knew the combo. Before Neema’s acoustic wave even reached the water, the brilliant white lattice in Genesis’s chest flared. The synthetic mutant generated a localized, hyper-dense thermal pulse.

He sighs, shaking his shoulders and shrugging all at once like he has no idea what is actually going on in life, not just this situation. “Mama, shut down the wing, something about it being a Jinn and only approved people allowed near” I frown, what the fuck is a jinn? “What the fuck is a Jinn? And how do they know?” I ask looking between them both, hoping that one of the magic quads can answer my questions. “A Genie, basically, but of dark intent” Bellatrix says looking deep in thought as she stares at the still unconscious witch on the bed. I feel so confused as the Disney Aladdin comes to mind. I hold my hands up, totally confused.

Anything to take the emphasis away from my sheer embarrassment. "I'm Genie". I can't even look him in the eye, let alone believe that he's sitting next to me and talking to me. "Nice name - what's it short for?". "It's Genevieve". I mumble. "Wow, not a name you hear often. I like it! So now we're acquainted can I buy you a drink?". He asks. Reluctantly I agree " Ok, a Guinness would be good. But just to clarify, It's not normally something I would do".

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