Fembot

The Underground World

"Catch!" I yelled to Chase as he entered into the massive kitchen.

He caught the apple I had thrown at him with ease, and bit down, blessing me with that lazy grin of his.

"You thought I wouldn't catch that Anayala didn't you?" He said grinning at me, calling me by my given name.

When I was captured, I was scared for my life but soon realized that I wasn't going to be used for salvage as I had thought. Chases's dad, Kyion, had rescued me and had apologized for his barbaric guards and the way they handled me. I was to in shock to reply but, was quickly converted to their underground lifestyle.

The underground world I now proclaim proudly as my home was huge and functioned as well as the hierarchical Avalonian world above. Here, the idea was that everyone was treated equally with a few rules in place to prevent chaos. We had the freedom to do whatever we felt and to live as we feel comfortable. The social classes of the world up above destroyed opportunities for people like me but down here, I was treated as a normie.

Or it was supposed to be that way. 

So far, I was the only fembot that had survived so long down here, and because of that many people are wary of me. They hug their children as I walk by and deny me of a few things. But hey, I wouldn't trade this life any day. 

"Let's go to the market Chase." I said,yearning to escape the kitchen and its confinement.

Chase shook his head in agreement and walked towards me, grabbing my hand and leading me to the door.

"Chase..." I warned, looking down at our intertwined hands.

Me and Chase both liked each other, although if you ask either of us we will deny it profusely. Only to save our skins. Chase was making a pretty bold move to hold my hand, the tainted hand of a fembot. Although the underground world allowed for diversity and freedom, in some things, it was similar to the world above.

No involvement of a normie and a fembot. That was sacrilegious and certain death. 

He sighed and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.

"I wish we could be together...oh by saints!...I wish everything was normal!" He cursed to the heavens.

I patted his back and gave him a warm smile, and he grinned back at me before capturing my lips with his. I gave in to their lushness and kissed him back, equally as fierce.

But just as quickly as it began, how quickly he ended. My lips felt cold and I wanted to whimper at his absence. But I held my tongue. He grabbed my hand, leading me out of the kitchen hut and out into the open. The streets were lined with lights that seemed to never go out and there was always a bustling crowd. We stepped into the crowd, quickly becoming one mass and one entity.

I imagined myself as a normie and loved it.

Pretty soon, Chase was veering left towards an old shop. It was beautifully decorated and had intricate dream catchers hanging from the ceilings.

"I just have to get a couple of things." Chase said in my ear, leaving me alone to fend for myself.

I sighed feeling a bit awkward, and walked slowly around the shop.

"Boo!" a hoarse voice screamed, and I nearly died of fright.

The owner of the voice laughed and revealed herself, a tall Indian woman who was very ancient. She was gorgeous and I wanted to touch her. She radiated power and that power was calling out to me. She finally looked down at me, meeting my eyes and suddenly freezing.

"Princess-" she began but was cut off abruptly by the sound of clattering. Her attention was then diverted to the sound, suddenly rushing over to the source. I rushed with her, and saw Chase grinning sheepishly over a pile of broken glass.

"Whoops, I'll pay." he said, his cheeks turning red from embarrassment.

"No worries." the Indian lady said, turning around to me and beaming brightly. "Now, are you two going to buy something or are you going to bother me all day?" she asked jokingly with a soft laugh.

Chase ran to the checkout counter, laying down the currency and a bit extra for what he broke. As me and Chase walked out the door, he stopped, looking up at the ceiling.

"I've never noticed these before. Aren't they a part of the ancients legends? They're supposed to catch your dreams right?" Chase asked, turning to the Indian.

"Yes", she answered, "and they also catch nightmares."

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"That was a bit creepy." I muttered  to Chase after we had high-tailed it out of there.

"Very." he murmured back.

We began our way back to the kitchen hut when suddenly Litica came bounding towards Chase, giving him a huge hug.

"CHASE!" she squealed, knocking me ever so slightly out of the way.

I wanted to rip her head clean off of her neck with my robotic arm, but I didn't. And she knew I wouldn't.

"Chase, baby, how have you been?" she purred in his ear,  wrapping his hair - scratch that my hair because it belonged to me - around her claws.

Chase pulled away and my heart soared.

"Not now Litica, I'm with Anayala can't you see?" he said to her, pointing at me. This was the closest I was going to get to him  calling me his in public and I was going to flaunt it.

"Litica." I said, bowing to her to show my submission. Although I hate submission and cowardice, I had to remember that I was granted sanctuary in their land and I was but a guest.

"Anayala." she sneered, scrutinizing me up and down. "You're looking a bit sickly, why not go to the doctor's for a check up and leave me here with Chase."

I could not disobey her, so I was forced to turn away, and go to the doctor for some checkup that wasn't necessary. I heard Chase groan in frustration behind me, and then he was right next to me.

"Don't listen babe, you don't have to obey her." he whispered low to me and his words gave me confidence.

"Fembot! Are you deaf? I told you to go-" Litica started to yell but was cut off by a bell.

And not just any bell. An emergency bell. Which meant that all hell was about to break loose.

And it did.