Robot Knights Novels & Stories

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

"Yeah well, we're nothing special. They won't give a fuck about us." Trent was right. No one cared for the two of them, except for Alpha. He wondered if the Lunar council would judge them for coming into such a holy place reeking of blood. The blood of rogues. It was frowned upon by the Lunar council to kill rogues yet everyone still did so... Especially Alpha Khan. "Come on boys. We have to get going." A deep, loud voice echoed throughout the house. Boys. They would always be boys. Even though both men were close to their thirtieth year on this earth. Well, at least that was what Sai would always see them as...

“Who the hell are you, and where is Hank?! - in parallel, she tried to call him on his mobile, but the robot stubbornly repeated that the subscriber's device was unavailable or disabled. “Oh, no need for nerves, little Miss Slut… I told you Hank can't talk. It's hard to speak when your mouth is gagged and taped shut. Yes, you probably remember, don't you? She perspired instantly, the way one perspires when she steps out of an air-conditioned room into the heat of a hot summer street. She broke out in a nasty cold sweat and her knees became cottony ... but these are the reactions of the body. And the mind was already rushing about in search of salvation, at a speed inaccessible to computers,

Work was work, and I didn't have the luxury of letting my personal problems interfere with it. By the time I entered the boardroom, the members of the board were already seated around the long glass table, and I took my usual seat at the head. “Let's begin.” The head of the robotics division stood and turned on the screen. An image of a sleek, compact machine appeared. It wasn't humanoid. It looked more like a futuristic piece of furniture, with a smooth oval body, a small retractable arm, and wheels hidden beneath its base. “This is Project KNORA,” he began. “Our latest domestic-assistance prototype.”

"You’re right. Building from scratch takes hours. So, how the hell do two robots appear less than a minute apart?" "It’s not possible. It’s not science." My gaze locked on the two machines in front of me, eyes gleaming, the thrill of revelation running through me like lightning. I wheeled the spider bot beneath the gravity hammer. My finger hovered over the button, my voice a low whisper. "I’ve found your flaw."

Andrik and Blaize was about to lift Ahrio’s body and take it to give him a proper burial when two robots came and shot them with a taser gun causing them to fall back and letting go of their hold on Ahrio. The two groaned and uttered curses in both pain and surprise. “We will take the dead bodies.” One of the robots said in its all-robotic voice. “Just let us bury him ourselves.” Yekaterina demanded firmly. The robots glanced at her and their eyes lit up a red colour then shot her with the taser gun as well. She fell back moaning in pain.

Finding a free table in the crowded place he sat down with Howard and Goradin for a beer. "You can say what you want of these guys, but they do know how to brew a beer" Howard remarked. "Well, I haven't tasted one in months so I wouldn't know Mark. They could serve me lemonade and sell it for beer and I would never know." Price replied with a grin. The three of them just sat back and enjoyed their well-earned refreshments. While halfway through his drink Price let his eyes go across the many pictured decorations pinned to the wall. He let his eyes rest on a black and white depiction of a soldier looking at the horizon. Over the horizon emerging towering humanoid robots carrying massive canno

She nodded, moving fluidly to position. Bram checked his rifle. “I don’t see any drones. Shouldn’t there be drones? Why aren’t there drones?” A mechanical clank answered him. “Oh no,” he whispered. “There they are.” The walls split open. Spider-like constructs unfolded from the stone—sleek, white, surgical, too many limbs and too few weaknesses. Ciro hissed, “Medical chassis. Repurposed. They used to assist in robotic surgeries.” “Now they’re here to carve us,” Bram said, raising his weapon.

He didn’t even look over. Bryan dodged another beam, his hair getting singed. “YOU DUMBASS, WE’RE GOING TO DIE IF THIS CONTINUES!” Classy was trying to get closer to the robot, but its targeting system was tracking all movement. “WHAT THE… ITS ARMOR IS TOO DENSE!” “It’s made of reinforced titanium alloy,” I called out, my voice amplified. “Do you really think the amateur-stage X-02 would be that simple?” Bryan groaned, rolling behind a concrete barrier that was part of the training course. “AMATEUR? YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!”

He even doesn’t try to fight back, he just dodges every single blow they send. Kartika, Herman, and Varz who are kept busy with those Chorobot almost reach their limit. They have a feeling that those robots are getting stronger as they defeat them one by one. By looking at Alfi, Koji, and Rian who look like beasts is enough to make them worry about the trio. With such an opponent, they seem to understand why Alfi decided to use the full power of Pukan.