Just A Robot 2 Novels & Stories

He knew as well as I did that she was about to embarrass herself. Tony straightened his jacket and spoke louder again, that made it sound like he was giving an announcement. “The Morgan Group’s second-gen robot is here. Motion control—checked. Human-robot interaction—checked. It’s a total breakthrough.” He turned sharply toward us. “But you two…” he paused for effect, then chuckled, “you came empty-handed.” He made a face like a child teasing his playmate. I could almost laugh at how desperate he sounded. I folded my arms, not breaking eye contact. His words didn’t sting anymore. They just sounded… sad. “You talk too much,” I muttered under my breath.

The smoke triggers all the fire sprinkles and I watch as water begins to pour out. "Water, water, everywhere," I say, watching as the scrap metal robots start to short-circuit. They spark and shake and their eyes flash on and off before falling over. "More than enough to take down those junk bots." Seeing the scrap metal robot down, QuickShot lowers her arms. As she does, she too falls but Ms. Justice and JumpStart catch her in time. "Are you okay," Ms. Justice asks. "I'm fine," QuickShot whispers. She nods her hanging head.

Security bots, relics of his father’s paranoia, programmed to protect Vault Zero at any cost. Justina gripped his hand tighter. “Carson… we can’t fight all of them.” “We don’t have to.” His eyes flared with determination. “We outsmart them. Just like we’ve outsmarted everything else.” Carson moved with lethal precision, guiding Justina through a maze of shadows and hidden switches. Panels slid aside, corridors opened, and paths shifted. The bots followed, but every move they made was anticipated. The chamber itself became an ally, responding to Carson’s knowledge of its secret systems.

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He pressed the wrong button, and suddenly the robot pulled out a wooden mallet, chasing Patrick and Lila around and whacking their heads. Anson: “?” Wait, what? That wasn’t supposed to happen! Robert saw the chaos and kicked him. “What are you fooling around for? Stop it right now!” As Robert tried to snatch the remote, Anson refused to let go. In the struggle, Robert accidentally pressed another button. The robot let out a string of “hiya, hiya!” and slammed both Patrick and Lila unconscious. Robert: “…” How did that happen? He shoved the remote back at Anson and snapped, “Look what you’ve done!”

One of the Cleaners leaped from a pillar onto the walkway, landing with a heavy metallic crash ten meters in front of them. Its central eye glowed red. A circular saw on its manipulator arm spun up with a high-pitched whine that hurt their teeth. "Back!" Jack shoved Ben behind him. The robot lunged. Jack didn't have a heavy weapon. He had a pistol and his Alpha strength. He waited until the last second, then ducked under the swinging saw blade. The wind of it ruffled his hair. Jack channeled energy into his fist—the air rippling around his knuckles—and punched the robot's hydraulic joint.

This is just so cool! "Wow, this is so incredibly amazing!" was all I could say while roaming my eyes around. This room is no joke. It is really a huge room surrounded by thick metal walls. The interior looks like a shop of spare parts for human robots as it is full of humanoid robot body parts displayed in big glass cabinets. "Chairman, may I know where can I see Aiden 2.3?"

She immediately raised her eyebrows at some of her bodyguards to get her purchases, but her annoyance grew when she heard an irritating sound coming from the cashier's machine. "What the hell?! The machine is declining her card! Her father's card!" "I'm sorry ma'am, but do you have another card? It seems that our system is having an error in reading your card. Perhaps you have another one?" the cashier asked. "No, I only have that card. Please try it again," she ordered, but every time the cashier tried to swipe the card, she became even more irritated. The result was always the same! Her father's card couldn't be read.

Gunfire exploded from both of us simultaneously as the machine slammed tables aside chasing directly toward me. Not Jacob. Me. Interesting. The robot grabbed one of Rico’s dead guards and threw the body across the room hard enough to crush another man beneath him. Jesus Christ. “Why is it so strong?!” Jacob shouted while firing again. “Because my family attracts psychopaths!” I slid across the floor grabbing a fallen shotgun from one of the dead guards before aiming directly at the robot’s knee joint. BOOM. The leg exploded apart instantly. Finally. The machine collapsed sideways violently smashing into another table while sparks burst from exposed wires. I didn’t waste time. I walked direct

The next morning Diana, clearing off the dishes from the little table, nearly wet herself when a slot by the floor opened up and a whirring robot zipped out. "What the hell is that?" she exclaimed, resisting an urge to hop up on a chair and tuck up her feet. Kor barely glanced up from his vid comm, where he browsed the news. "It's the house cleaner." Diana, realizing this little tin bucket on wheels was considered normal, watched it zip around on the floor and, yes, sucking up dirt. Jane Jetson, eat your heart out. Diana had her own collection of robots that did it all.