Superhuman [Book 1]

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I played a rock as Sam played a paper. I frowned, "I still won the past two games."

"Yeah, b-but n-now you're down to thirty, care to b-bet more?" Sam asked.

"Take your cash, Al Capone," I said, handing him the bills. "Thirty is nothing nowadays."

"I just can't b-believe you kn-know who Al Capone is," Sam said. "He's from like, a hundred years ago."

"Just cause I grew up in solitary doesn't mean I can't know stuff about history," I laughed and suddenly, the robots sprung to life. We all jumped as the eyes and mouth changed from a dark, colorless, grey to a blinding green.

"The jBots will not harm you," they said in a eerie robotic voice. "The jBots are here to serve you in any way. The jBots will not harm you."

We stood close to each other and Super began to laugh. Carter disappeared to his truck after giving Super the okay.

"Alliot, Alliot. These bots are here to help, they will not hurt you. You can hold your tensions for later. Give them a tour around SOSA, they have artificial intelligence and they can remember the layout entirely. I'll see you soon Alliot. Take care!" He waved casually and rolled through the now crowded halls to his office. I rolled my eyes.

"N-Now what?" Sam asked.

"Give them the bloody tour," Tommy whined.

"I call not giving it," I said, shooting my hand up in the air. No way was I ever giving that stupid speech again.

"Where do we start?" Nia asked.

"Uh... here? I mean, that's the logical reason... right?" Ly said.

"Even I don't know the entire layout of SOSA," Nia said dramatically. "How are we going to navigate them around the school?"

"Let's just lead them down hallways after hallways and see where we end up," Tommy suggested.

"Good idea," Kyle agreed. He walked up to the bots and said: "Okay jBots. Follow the eight of us!" The jBots adjusted their arms and each picked one of us.

Nia led the way, we passed through hallways I had never been down. Kids of all ages gawked at the bots and even asked if they could perform commands. One of the little second graders named Alice asked the bot if it could braid her hair, and surprisingly it did. Alice's twin sister, Ann, had the same treatment.

The jBots were surprisingly not that bad. Not as bad as Zane made them out to be. Like the jBots said, they won't harm us. They were created to keep us comfortable and safe.

Suddenly, our group came to a four way intersection. The left and right hallways beamed with the same light as the corridor we were in. The hallway across, although, was dimly lit and seemed abandoned. Doors hung open, papers sprawled across the floor. The wall leading into the corridor was like someone crushed a hole in the wall. Like the Incredible Hulk took a nosedive for the secret entrance to the southern wing.

"Um... are we supposed to be here?" Hazel asked. "Are we lost?"

"We're not lost!" Nia shouted frustratingly. A second later she seemed totally calm. "This is the south corridors, I don't know this layout well. No one does-except maybe the Elders. It's technically confidential."

"Confidential? As in, we're not suppose to be here confidential?" Kyle snapped.

"Well, yeah. The Elders do some biochemical stuff, lab works. The arena is down here too. Some abandoned rooms the usual creepy cliche wing," Nia explained. My mouth dropped.