My Life As A Teenage Robot See No Evil Novels & Stories

Right before I lost consciousness, I thought of how painfully cliché it was. When I came to again, I was tied to a rusted steel pillar in an abandoned factory. Around me were four rough-looking men, their eyes roaming over me while they held cameras. They obviously had malicious intentions. Above the factory floor hung a broken public-address speaker. From it came Thalia's voice, sharp and pleased. "You awake, Seraphine? Scared yet?" I stated calmly, "This is illegal, Thalia." Her maniacal laughter crackled through the speaker. "You think I'm the one who set this up? No! Caspian tacitly approved this!"

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

I press the play button and instead of it playing music just as it's name implies I heard my grandfather's voice,he actually recorded his speech and it says thus; "Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I just sit there and nods as if I am getting what he is trying to convey. Because this is just a robot, he shows me how can someone drain the blood, and now he is showing me how to cut the body open. I tried to look okay when I saw him cutting through the skin of the robot from the neck to the abdomen. It feels like I am seeing him butchering someone. “Wait, fuck!” I run outside when my stomach churned watching him harvest the organs. How can someone do those cruel things to a person? Is the murderer still a human?

Exactly as the old-timers in prison had described. That sound was my green light. CCTV was gone. Emergency alarm was dead. Smart codes were disabled. The villa was wide open. But the window was short. Five minutes. That was all I had before the system rebooted itself. Because this was not just a box, it was a self-repairing robot. And if I lingered, it would rebuild and trap me inside. “Move,” I barked, and the boy shuffled forward, his heart pounding so loud I could almost hear it. He did not know if I brought him here to kill him or use him. He only knew that refusing me was not an option.

"There have been news flying around that the cause of the two highschool teenagers whose name we now know as Becky and Nia maybe the robots from T-Rex robotics" Leo switched off the television. "So, we have announced our presence and before they could figure out the brain behind it, they would be shock to find out that they have all died and then the protest will commence after which we would start the ultimate annahilation" Leo stated to Sonia who was fondling her belly once more.

When Noah tried to give a friendly touch to Nevaeh, she moved fast and reached in other side. Both Noah and Shyma looked to Mete in a shock. Shyma asked with confusion, "Lizzy,,is it your child Heaven? But why she is acting like non human. Haa, l can remember that 'AC' birth mark in her chest area. Isn't it still there? There will be, right ??" "l am Nevaeh, her DAUGHTER ROBOT", said the Nevaeh. "What?" , asked Shyma. "Huh! you are correct sis. She is looked like my Heaven, but she is Nevaeh. The other version of my daughter. ln one word wecan say that she is my daughter robot.

I close my eyes, grip the glass tighter, and exhale shakily. “This is hell,” I whisper. “You’re making my life hell.” “And you’re making mine worse,” he murmurs. It almost sounds like a confession. I hate that my body reacts to that. I open my eyes, glare at the robot’s blinking blue light. “I’m not a puppet,” I spit out. “You don’t get to control everything.” “I control what’s mine.” “And who says I am?!” A beat of silence. Then Hardin’s voice drops to a level that makes my knees weaken.

Like they knew him. Jeffrey cooed softly, his tiny fingers reaching toward the robot's glowing chest. Belarie stepped closer, his expression caught somewhere between wonder and horror. He looked at the robot. "Tell me, robot. Why are you able to quiet the child when no one else can?" The robot's voice was mechanical but eerily intelligent. "His cellular structure contains EmberBorn markers identical to my core programming. We are constructed from the same source magic. He perceives me as... kin. I do, too."

" “Look who’s talking!’’ Obiora snapped, “Hoping to win miss world with those feathers sticking out of your legs.’’ They hurried past the twins as they bickered back and forth picking their way gingerly around the rubble as they filed in through the wreaked door into the strange room once again but the room security wasn't done by a mile. Warning! Intruders detected.... scanning identity.... identification failed.... proceed to incapacitate!! "Oh crap." Binta exclaimed as two stationary giant robots booted up, their visors gleamed red. "These weren't here the last time," Shetimma announced as the robots and children stood sizing one another. "Is incapacitate a bad thing?" Babybaby chirped in