Astro boy the movie (the novel)

Chapter 1

Hey guys! I just wanted to tel you guys that I made the movie in a novel. So later on I could make a sequel to my new book, "Astro Boy 2." I do not own Astro boy and do not own the book. So I just wanted to remind myself when I want to read it again, because I wished there was a sequel. It's my favorite movie I watched when I was little. So the novel was created by Tracey/West and I want to thank her for making this book. So enjoy!

The class full of high school kids yawned in boredom as the lights dimmed. A digital film projected onto a big screen in the front of their classroom.

"The Surface," began the film's narrator. "A desolate wasteland populated by warlike tribes of primitive scavengers. It's survival of the fittest for its unlucky inhabitants." The image of a gleaming metropolis appeared on the screen. "And there we are, Metro City!" The entire city hovered over the Surface of the planet, held up by some unseen force.

Someone in the class groaned. Not another cheesy film about Metro City!

"The jewel in the crown!" boasted the narrator. "Beautiful, isn't it? And all thanks to our friends the robots."

A silver robot wheeled into the scene and began cooking a meal for a family, even reminding the father to call his mom on her birthday.

"That's right! Whether it's serving our meals, raising our children, or building our buildings, no job is too big or too small," the narrator went on. "Including a lot of the things that, frankly, we just don't want to do anymore."

A car whizzed by and dropped a cup on the street. A robot appeared and happily swept up the can. Then ... Wham! A truck whizzed by, running right over the robot. A family appeared looking worried.

"Don't worry! The street will still get cleaned," the narrator promised, as the broken robot was swept into a garbage truck.

The scene cut to a robot factory. Robot workers were making new robots out of parts that sped by on an assembly line.

"You see, robots are not only expendable, they're incredibly cheap to make," the narrator explained. "One robot is created. Then that guy makes himself a new buddy." Now the screen showed a long line of brand-new robots. They marched out of the factory, ready to begin their new jobs.

"Pretty soon all those robots making robots adds up to a whole bunch of robots, eager and willing to serve you and me," the narrator went on. "Thousands are created every day."

"And it's all thanks to this man, Dr. Tenma of the Ministry of Science, also known as the Father of Modern Robotics."

Now the screen showed a tall scientist with a long face, an unruly head of dark hair, and a tuft on his chin to match. He wore a rumpled, white lab coat.