T-1000 Novels & Stories

His wings stretched back out behind him without him seeming to have moved a muscle at all and Megan marvelled again at their nature. "We are?" Dennis had a pleasant smile on his face. "Well, that's great." He turned to Megan with a whisper, "You're going to love watching this, Miss Months. I assure you." Adolf urged them a couple of steps backwards and as soon as they complied, an electric whirr resounded through the field with Olympus's AI voice coming up over some seemly invisible speakers in the area. "Ready to commence training sequence," it said. "Please confirm your identity whenever you're ready."

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

"You need my help? So, the ever knowing alpha needs my help." "C'mon don't drag on this." I said. "What do you need?" He asked. I took off my shirt, exposing the scary swollen veins. And then I removed the eye contact lens I had put to conceal the redness of my eyes. Dexter gasped in fear. "What the hell is this?" "It's Jordan." I replied. "He wants freedom." "Oh my!" He said, staring at me with fake sympathy, which almost made me puke on his face.

Across the room, Mom and Dad's expressions turned grim too. Dad pulled out his phone and dialed the academy. The administrator who picked up explained that this was just a standard residual reaction to "Deep Behavioral Conditioning" and that it would wear off in a few days. He promised, "Rest assured, Unit 1314 is currently our most outstanding graduate. He understands the mechanics of obedience better than any AI on the market. This is all completely within parameters." Dad hung up the phone and relayed the exact words to Mom. Mom nodded, and they both let out a sigh of relief.

"An AI that cannot be bought, cannot be threatened, and cannot talk." "Precisely," Lukas said, leaning back as the foundational architecture of the teaching system locked into place. "We call the core interface AURA - Adaptive Unified Resonance Academy. It will manage the subterranean classrooms, oversee their daily instruction, and simulate every single nuance of the human world safely behind an impenetrable digital firewall."

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

The sterile red light of the core pulsed like a dying heart, the thunderous voice of the Ouroboros counting down our extinction. >REMEDIATION IN T-MINUS 10 MINUTES. Ten minutes until the garden, the city, and everyone in it were scoured from the face of the Earth as a cosmic cleaning error.

“You’ve been looking at the posters for a while. Is there a good movie you can recommend?” I stared at her coldly. “Do I look like a movie promoter to you?” I replied flatly. “If I were you, I wouldn’t watch anything. You’d just waste your money.” I turned to leave, but she grabbed my arm before I could take a step. “Hey! Let go of me,” I snapped. “What’s going on here?” The voice was calm, but it carried authority. I looked up and instantly recognized the person who spoke. Zachary Knight.

"Dad?" Ren turned to Tank. "Leo, don't look." "SUBJECT: ARTHUR. DESIGNATION: CIVILIAN." "OBJECTIVE: ELIMINATE THE TARGET." "REWARD: CONTINUED SURVIVAL." Tank stepped back, shaking his heavy armored head. "No. No, that's my dad! What is this? Is this a deepfake? Ren, tell me it's a deepfake! Tell me it's AI!" Ren looked at the screen. He saw the dust motes dancing in the light of the bakery. He saw the specific way the old man favored his left leg.

He gave me back my note. For the rest of the class, he didn't distract me. At the end of the class, we parted ways. I had to get a textbook for my next class so I went to my locker. I opened it, took the textbook, and closed it to see someone resting on the locker next to mine. It was Tiana Cooper. If you must know, Tiana Cooper was the biggest bitch at Queens High and also the school's number one whore. Not to be mean but she fucked around. Even Chris had tapped her.