The Last Robot.

Chapter 1

8/8/3110. This is the date that would change everything, a string of murders that would change the world as we know it.

Iako put her hood up, it was raining and that messed up her circuitry. This night nothing could get in her way, and she couldn't have any kind of hinderance, many people where there tonight, and any kind of casualties would stain her conscience.

She approached the Stardew nightclub. A (once) incredibly popular place that had shady dealings in the background. But this would be the last time the nightclub would be open.
"You CAN'T COME IN!" The guard was furious. Iako kept trying to go in but every rule said she couldn't go in. She wasn't even underaged (she's 21 but looked about 19, to drink you need to be 20) she was wearing trainers and had no fancy clothes.

After being sent away Iako thought of something else.
"Hmm." She started looking around, in alleys and on roofs, until she seen the ladder that lead straight to the roof of Stardew. This was... convenient, but what a stroke of luck. After climbing the ladder she dropped into the club.

The light the sounds were bright colourful, neon and trashy. Someone bashed into her in their drunken dancing.
"Idiot." Iako mumbled and pushed them aside. As she gazed around she noticed a dancing figure in the middle of the floor.
"Is that her? Let me see." She revealed her hood to show her scar. Her skin in some places had worn away to showing her exoskeleton black and shiny. "There she is."

Name: Alra White Gamma
Age: 22
Occupation: Lower judge of the White Queen

"How should I eliminate her? Iako thought to herself in the bathrooms, the only quiet place in this godforsaken building. "Hmm I could jump and air assassinate her, no no that will bring too much attention and it's risky. Wait, I could use the crowd to get near her and get the job done, yeah that's what I'll do. She braces herself for going back, and stormed out the doors. She slowly moved around the crowd, moving with its rhythm pulling as little attention as she possibly could to herself. She flicks her hood up and sinks slowly into the crowd.

"Not your kind of place either."
Iako turned her head to the noise, and stared at its owner, a average boy, of normal height, who looks like he's never drank in his life.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Randy, Randy Lost, you?"
"Hi I'm Ia- I mean Gia"
"Cool name Gia but I have the feeling you don't really like it here."
"Yeah..." He had no idea.
"You ok? I seen you storming to the bathroom earlier, first time?"
"Yeah, god do I really look bad?"
"You look like a dear in the headlights, but nah, you're fine."
"You have the same look, why are you here?
"My friend dragged me, see her?" Randy pointed vaguely to a lady with dark blue hair.
"Ah, she like this kind of thing?"
"Yeah she does."
"Sorry to cut this short, I've got to find my friend."
"Don't even worry, see ya round!"
Randy disappeared somewhere into the crown and Iako found herself with a strange smile.
"Stop that." She said, still smiling.
She had found them, THEM the person they had been looking for, thank god, but this could be dealt with later, first and foremost was her.

Iako slipped deep and deeper still into the crowd, as close to her as possible, then she seen the gap in the crowd. This was her only chance, a Judge didn't appear this often. She slips in and slowly makes her way to Alra, soon being next to her.
"Hi there, you come round often?"
"Hello there Alra."
"H-how do you know my name? Gaurds? gAURDS! GAUR-
"I'm sorry."
Iako bring out her weapon, a specialised dagger that can turn into a sword.
She stabs her in the neck, quick and almost painless, blood spreading to the floor.
"Oh-oh god-" someone tries to stutter out.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" A woman screams causing everyone to panic. Randy materialises, pure horror on his face.
"G-GIA! What have you done you-y-you mur-"
"You wanna know why I killed her?" Iako handed Randy a card.
"The place on the card is where I live, find me and I'll tell you."
"I-I..."
"Please."
Randy shakes his head yes. Then the gun shots starts and she darts to the emergency door.
As Iako was running she turned around and said " By the way my name isn't Gia it's-"
A bullet goes past her head and she stops and starts running again.
Randy looks at the card and then at the woman bleeding on the floor.
"You have a lot of explaining to do, Leah?"
"Y-yeah?"
"Let's go home."
"Yeah..."
Randy shoves the card in his pocket and joins the crowd outside.