Project MX

2

Project MX

"This chip enhances your intellectual abilities, it also assists us in having control over your actions." Dr. Monroe explained, while a dark haired man in a white lab coat opened Max's card compartment which was located on the back of her neck, hidden underneath her blond hair. "Your ability to cope with humans will increase and your senses will be stronger."
She had taken Max into a large room, where a computer sat hooked up to the wall with a metal table right beside it, in which she had sat down on. Monroe picked up two thin wires handing them to Max.
"Interesting." Max said, taking the wires and attached them to her temples and stared at the white wall at the end of the room. "Why are you giving this to me?"
"You are artificial intelligence." Monroe said as if it explained everything. "You were created to enhance the future generations of our human race, to help steer our civilization into its correct path. That is why we made you, is it not? Project MX will be revolutionary, you will change people's lives for the greater good. You'll be like the greatest soldier and weapon."
"I am not a soldier. I am a computer." Max informed her. "I'm an artificially independent computer."
"But you are like a soldier, here to assist the human race, both you and the JX robot." Monroe pressed on, holding up the chip to inspect, it was no bigger than the tip of her middle finger with thickness of a dime. "But it's only a test, we have yet to perfect it."
She slid the small disk into the panel, closing off the compartment. "It may take a couple minutes to start up." Dr. Monroe said turning to the computer, where two other people sat in front of, they appeared ready to activate the chip. "We just need to turn the chip on."
There was a long silence, nothing seemed irregular or abnormal. Max checked her system, feeling nothing. "Is it -" Her body jerked, the wires snagged on her air, ripping off her temples. She fell to the floor jerking and spasming. "Is it. Is it. Is, is, is-"
"What's happening?" Monroe demanded.
"Somethings wrong with the chip." One of the operators responded, slamming his fingers against the keyboard in a hurry. "There's a virus I think... it didn't have a virus before! God someone leaked a virus into it."
"Turn it off!" Monroe yelled glancing back to Max's withering form.
"We can't." One of the computer operators said, her voice panicked. "It's not responding."
"Turn the robot off then!" Max listened to them yell back and forth, her vision glitching like multiple virus had been transmitted into her body. The next moment, her vision went black.

"We're on heavy lockdown." A female voice rang through the air. Max blinked and sat up, her systems seemed fully functional and not a single disturbance erupted her security app. "It's practically impossible to escape successfully."
"The chip didn't work." She stated looking up to face two people who stood near her bed. One was a guard, his helmet resting under his arm, revealing a young face and dark hair while the other was a woman who was old enough to be his mother. She wasn't in the room either, but in a wide area stacked with large white objects with different black letters and numbers printed on their sides. They were missiles.
"The problem is that it did." The woman said gravely, she turned to face Max, her tag flashing which read Dr. Juliet Harrison.
"I do not understand." Max said furrowing her eyebrows together. "Please; elaborate."
"The chip worked. That's all there is to it." Dr. Harrison said picking up a white coat slung over the back of an empty chair which was pushed up a a large desk and shrugged it on. "That's all you need to know."
"Why am I here?" Max asked. "I have no memories consisting of this point of location."
"The signal's down." The boy said, he held a thin black remote like object about the size of his palm. It's screen glowed white with red lettering spelling out the word; ERROR.
"Dammit." Harrison cursed, leaning over the desk. The woman's emotional levels were running high, so high even her heat level had increased .
"There is emotional des-"
"Shut up." The woman snapped, interrupting and cutting Max off completely. Something hummed inside her chest, something she couldn't quiet figure out. There was no signs of viruses, she couldn't figure out what the irregular phenomena was.
"Someone. Please explain the situation." Max asked looking from the boy to the woman and back.
"We're under full lockdown." The boy said and turned the remotes screen off, sliding the object into the back pocket of his uniform. "The Resistance breached the outer wall and invaded our sanctum. At this point the storage and the cells are the only secure locations."
"Resistance." Max repeated. "An organization of which disagrees with-"
"We know what they are." Harrison snapped once more, turning her gaze towards the boy.
"I have not been informed of this resistance." Max said truthfully, feeling the hum once again. She just wanted to walk up to the woman and slap her across the face. Could she be... irritated? No that's impossible, she was a computer, computers couldn't feel emotion.
"Thats because it wasn't a problem until now." The boy said pulling the helmet over his head.
"What is this resistance?" Max asked.
"They call themselves The Omegas." Harrison said, her voice straining to stay neutral as she paced back and forth. "It was a small group, I have no clue how it became so strong."
"How many rebels?"
"I can't say for sure, but there was seven tanks, ten helicopters, and fifteen jets outside."
"Tanks?" Max repeated with a frown. Wouldn't they hear the tanks from outside?
"It's sound proof." Harrison said as if she was reading Max's mind. "Nothing can break through and no sound can enter. We use it to block any unwanted signals away from the missiles."
"Clever." Said Max. "Why was I evoked at this point of time?"
"Speak real English bot." The boy said. He seemed to young to be a guard, he couldn't be any older than nineteen.
"Why didn't you wake me before the rebels breached?" Max interpreted.
"Because we didn't have a use for you until now." Harrison said grabbing Max's arm, under the armpit and dragged her to standing position.
"Oh." She said allowing the woman to drag her across the room, passing all the missiles and jets till they reached a door. It was purely made of iron, probably as heavy as it looked to with a thick latch to hold it on place. Max could hardly believe that door was strong enough to withhold tanks and jets.
"Times ticking before they enter this place, I want you to get rid of them." Harrison told her, turning to the thick latch on the door and turned it.
"I'll be beside you." The boy said, shoving a gun into Max's hands.
"I have never shot a gun before." Max informed, handing it back. "I have been trained in assassination, but I have not been trained in gun control." Just thinking about she was trained to be the best assassin, made something hum in her chest, a different feeling. Something was off. "It appears the chip has done something to me."
"Yes, it allows us to give you commands of which you'll obey." Harrison said as if she were talking to a child. The thought made Max frown. "Now take the gun, I hope your a fast learner robot."
Without a word, Max took the gun in her hands. Unable to feel the metal that weighed down her arms because she didn't have the ability of touch.
"I'll go first." Max said but Harrison shook her head.
"No, Soldier A-13 will go first." She said. It sounded odd how she called him by a number rather than a name. He wasn't a robot, he was purely human, why does he need a number? "His life is meaningless compared to yours."
That sounded wrong. In fact, it sounded terrible. Surely he needed stand up for himself but he only stood there, the gun slung over his head. The metal rested on his shoulder while his finger covered the trigger.
"I'm a robot." Max stated. "He is human. If he is my guide and he dies, what will happen to me?"
"Fine." Harrison said grinding her teeth in protest. "Go."
Max turned to the door, it's grey metal waiting to be opened, she couldn't bear the thought of what went on just outside that chunk of metal... she shouldn't feel anything at all. Taking one quick glance at Harrison, she reaches out and grasped the latch before pulling the door open exposing them to thick smoke, loud wails and the echoing shots of guns...

When you finally get a chapter done after like a month.