In a world ruled by humanoid robots, Marion is a lone human survivor who tries his hardest not to die in their hands.
That is until they finally catch him one day. But instead of getting the instant death as he expected, Marion is thrown into the da...
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Robera was frozen as she watched the scene unfold before her tear-stricken wide eyes.
Her hands - swollen and red from the constant hitting on the copter glass - was pressed against the tinted surface.
"K-Kirex..." a whimper escaped through her hoarse throat at the familiar unflinching tower of metal.
His gaze focused solely on the kneeling Trevor who was wheezing in pain.
Marion lay limp right beside the bleeding culprit.
Safe. Thankfully, blissfully safe.
That bullet had been so close...
Robera gulped a hard lump. A harsh breath escaped her lips and she clenched her jaw hard before forcing her sore hand to thump harder against the glass again.
Her brow crunched at the sharp pain coursing through her arm.
And finally, someone had decided to pay attention to her sound.
Robera sighed in relief when she met Kirex's glowing crimson gaze.
But her triumph lasted for mere seconds because as soon as Kirex saw her, his gaze focused back to the groaning Trevor.
He turned his head around and sneered up at Kirex.
"You... You wretched fool! How dare you disobey your master!"
Kirex took a threatening step forward toward him.
And Trevor suddenly laughed, coughing blood out in the process.
"You going to kill me, huh? Forgot already that you are not programmed to kill your creator?"
"Such... pity." Marion moaned as he rolled over.
Trevor glared at Marion as he used his arms to pull his trembling form in a sitting position.
He hissed when a particular position contracted his heavily bruised abdomen. One of his hands cluched his belly while the other one pressed against the ground a firm grip, holding the weight of his slumped body.
Dark, matted strands curtained his sweat-slick forehead as he turned his head and gave Trevor a bloodied, toothy grin.
"You... still got hit b-by your once... once loyal puppy. So sad."
Trevor bristled in the respose and raised his hand to strike Marion despite his own injury.
however, another flash of bullet near his bleeding leg had him yelp and moan in pain.
"A hybrid is no ordinary robox, Trevor. You seem to forget the detail."
Trevor's head snapped toward Kirex.
Kirex continued. "We are able to reprogram a command when charged to our full potential. You had the advantage of using me at me low battery. But this will not repeat anymore."
