Human

3 years later: Escaping hell

So this is my first official story and I am so excited to be writing it for you guys. I only ask that you are a little bit patient with me. Let me know what you think feel free to give me any tips. Thanks! - Hannah 

I walk forward robotically, no emotion on my face. I feel hundreds of robots move in sync, our mental link blank except for a constant thought. Dominate. Conquer. Convert. Repeated like a mantra, it is the only thing robots care about, dominating and conquering every single human and then converting them into heartless machines like me.

But I am different.

I have never been a full robot, being able to control the chip inside my head ever since I woke up from insertion. Every moment of every day involves pushing the presence of the chip to the back of my mind. Leaving me to control my thoughts and actions as a true robot would. Learning how to create a perfect imitation of a robot. It took time, and during my first year I discovered that occasionally the chip in my head would put thoughts in my head, prompting me to convert, harm or kill humans. It took all of my will power to ignore these thoughts, to push them to the back of my head, to remain human. I used my human memories and my emotions around my brother Orien, my old crush Dane, and all my friends to keep the robot securely locked away. It shied away from strong emotion, and I used that to my full advantage. However, I had to learn to do this without allowing the other robots to feel my strong emotions, or hear my defiant thoughts through the mental link. It was and still is the most challenging thing I have even done and will ever do. Remaining emotionless while feeling as much emotion as possible. Impossible but possible at the same time. It took a year and a half but I now have a 'mode' in which I remain in 24 hours a day 7 days a week. Even my sleep is monitored. This 'mode' is now perfected to the extent that I can fool even the General of the robots.

After I mastered this 'mode' I decided to be the inside help for the humans. With the technological knowledge stored in my brain, inserted with the robot chip, I have been able to hack into the robot mega computers and send the humans information. Informing them of attacks, strategies, new technologies, and robot weaknesses. 

Dominate. Conquer. Convert. 

The mantra gets louder in my head as I move forward, but I keep my head clear, my plan to finally escape hell in motion. I choose to escape today, because I found something. There was a shift in the system recently. The robots are planning something big, something so big that it has been kept a secret from all the troops and all of the generals, the information only privy to the Alpha robots. I couldn't hack into the file completely, the risk was too great, but I hacked into a nearby soldiers head from a human server whilst the general was discussing their plans. All I could gather was that someone was to be awoken soon. Someone who would change the war to the robot's favour. That was all I could extract without giving myself away. This was what I had been waiting for. There was a feeling of anticipation among the Alpha robots, something never felt before. 

So I made a drastic decision to help the humans. To do what I have longed to do since I perfected my 'robot mode'. To return and protect them with every fibre of my being. This isn't my best plan of all time, the humans will only see the robot in me but if I can find some of my old friends they may hesitate, and that small seed of doubt is all I need to survive with my humans. 

Dominate. Conquer. Convert. 

I see my old human compound ahead of the robot army and my breathing increases slightly, my charade slipping. The humans I have killed in battle flash through my mind. I tried my best to protect the humans in battle, killing as many robots as I could but I could not avoid killing humans to protect my identity. Sacrifices that will haunt me for the rest of my life.