Murder Machine の小説・ストーリー

"I was 802. I spent the last three cycles hiding in the sewers, watching the 'Kings' eat ducks and rats, waiting for the system to purge itself." Cattleya lowered the locket. "The Nursery is gone. The machine is dead." "The machine is dead," Sarah agreed, gesturing to the starving city, "but the hunger? The hunger is encoded in the bone. Even without the vials, even without the Council, we are creatures designed to consume." Sarah stepped closer, her cleaver dragging on the ground with a rhythmic, grating sound. "I've been watching you, 801," Sarah whispered, her tone shifting to one of chilling intimacy. "You think you're the hero because you shut off the power. But look around. You didn't

"Yes, there are some who want money. Some who are just plain crazy. Some who like killing for the sake of it." I know where this is going. "And some who want to kill just because they hate non-humans?" She nods. "Yes. They're called purists." "So, the Silver Hunters have all these different factions within the group... And no one knows anything about them?" "Not until they're in your face." Alice stops walking. "Until it's too late." Ice fills my veins, and the wolf in the woods comes to mind. Was that a normal animal I saw? Or something else?

“More dangerous than your parents ever were. They wanted to save the world. You want to conquer it.” He looked at Theron, his expression cold and final. “This isn’t over. If you think exposing Arthur, or Vincent, or even me, changes anything… you are mistaken. The machine is alive. The power is real. And the world is watching. Now that it is awake… everyone will want it. Governments. Corporations. Warlords. They will come for it. They will come for you. And they will come for her.” He turned to leave, his guards stepping aside to let him pass. At the entrance, he paused, looking back one last time.

I held my hand in a fist till our car got in front of Lucas’s mansion. I ordered the machine to pull down wherever it could pull down maybe the walls or the gate and I ordered them to bring out their gun and shoot at his gate,I know this will alert him and he will come out to me even though he is fully guarded. The Machine pulled down part of the wall before his men could think of anything, the wall has been pulled down. My men started shooting, his men also began to shoot, there was Chaos and confusion, I walked through their midst shooting till I could get in.

They intend to kill two birds with one stone. "Find the attackers!" Father yells. A second later, we don't have to, they come to us. They stream in through the entrances, wearing all black like demented ninjas. Too late, we see the machine they have brought along, a machine gun that starts spraying bullets.

Her face tightened further. “Synchronization behavior is stabilizing violence globally.” Halden stared at her. “You’re saying crime is dropping?” “Yes.” “Aggression too.” Lucian laughed weakly. “Fantastic. The end of humanity is emotionally healthy.” No one corrected him. Because the collective was solving problems. That was what made it so dangerous. The machine suddenly looked toward Victor carefully. “There is still one possibility.” The chamber focused instantly. Victor narrowed his eyes. “What possibility?” The machine hesitated.

This pushy agent with his hungry eyes felt more immediately dangerous than the calm, known monster. John’s expression shut down. He turned his head away, closing his eyes. “I’m tired,” he said, his voice flat and final. “I’ll give a statement later.” ***** The door to Zhedya’s sleek office burst open without a knock. Miller strode in first, a look of undisguised victory on his face, flanked by two uniformed police officers and a stern detective. Miller flashed his badge like a weapon. “Zhedya Hunter. You are under arrest for the murder of Steven Andrew, also known as ‘the Ghost.’”

The second man twirled around, but Nicholas acted faster, pointed his gun at the attacker, shot him, and watched his body hit the ground. Luke let out a low whistle. “Still got it, I see.” “Focus,” Nicholas barked, reloading his weapon. Derek cursed when he saw his men being removed one at a time. He pulled out a radio from his pocket, barking into it “ Bring Them In.” Closing the radio, he scowled and glanced over, faint noises started to emerge. Alison’s expression was one of shock and awe as she glanced at the newly arriving SUV, this one had a turret.

If the machine wasn't going to crush them to death, then the water was going to kill them. A hundred times and over sheer force touched the bodies and effortlessly pushed them with ease. The few meters until the drop into the water felt like a mile of excruciating pain. The bodies around them were either breaking or being squeezed. The machine kept going until Maximus couldn't take the pain any longer. The bullet wound plus the situation at hand. Suddenly a scream escaped from him, but at this point, the machine was loud enough to quench that scream and every other which came after.

said Geneva while Cindy pushed her in the highway with her, Geneva seems too scared by in the middle of a lot vehicles, different vehicles that can kill them, "What are you doing?" "Are you out of your senses?" "If you want to end your life, go ahead, don't make me in." Geneva said, While Geneva going back to safe place, she saw a lot of cops positioning a gun through their sides, Cops saying, "Stop! Show me your hands, Hands up!" "Wait, why should I?" Geneva said while her trembling hands, Geneva get her hands up, and turn around to Cindy and saying that get her hands up,