Broken, Malfunctioned & Forgotten

C H A P T E R T W E L V E : >>>SHADIANNA<<<

Night falls, the rain has stopped, sounds of wind are heard outside the room. My limbs shaking and honestly, I couldn't do this on my own, I have to have someone by my side and Krait was the only one that came to mind. A knock on the door sends my heart thumping against my chest as I was already paranoid. Walking up to the door I grab my coat and throw the door open to reveal Krait standing right in front of me. "Hello." Krait says coldly, not even a smile crosses his face, he's concerned about what's going to happen next. 

I step out into the hallway and give him a quick hug before rushing towards the elevator with him right behind me. The door splits revealing a small metal space with a bunch of buttons for each floor. Quickly I drag him into it, not caring if anyone is in it, then press 'GROUND' so I can find my car. Down and down we go to the ground floor and finally, the door splits open, but it appears to be stuck and reveals a dark figure walking closer and closer. Krait walks forwards and uses all his strength to pull the doors apart until it actually works. 

As I sprint towards the figure, it disappears, and my face gets slapped by a pole throwing me off balance and making me fall to my butt. Tears sting in my eyes, but I manage to get up straight away with no help, "You okay?" Krait asks breathless as he pauses from running. No concern is shown on his face, only sternness, "Sure, I got slapped by a pole, but sure I'm okay." Sarcasm isn't my talent and I rarely use it, but as the words slip out, Krait looks like he got cut from a butcher knife. To bury my regret, I walk onwards towards the poor blue car, then pull the door open to slide into my driver's seat while Krait jumps in and slams the door carelessly. I guess I deserved that as he only asked due to his gentle nature. I drive us off towards the Ronnie's café and hope that Caydence is okay.

>>>TIME PASSES<<<

Pulling into the parking lot, I push myself out of the car, then start rushing towards the circus-like doors as Krait runs up from behind me shouting for me to slow down. I am not slowing down as Ian is probably dying in wherever he is! Grabbing the clown-like knob, I struggle to turn it, then with one swift move I shatter the glass to let myself in after I unlock the door. At the corner of my eye, I see Krait staring at me in astonishment, I then swing the two heavy doors open and walk inside. It's all dark, but then the lights suddenly turn on, making me jump.

 Chills climb down my spine and pricking at me near the end as my stomach churns at the robots standing in front of us. Are they on? I then reach out to touch one of the faces, reaching out slowly and carefully, then the eyes snap open and focuses its eyes right on my hand. I jerk it back before it can grab my hand. Jolting backwards, my body slams into Krait as my head bumps his chin, he is at least three feet taller than me.

Something mechanical clicks inside it as it takes one step forward and I shriek with terror as it tries to slam it's claws down my cheeks. Ducking, it gets Krait from behind me, but I jolt sideways and slam into the ground. Two feet stand in front of me. Another robot, except it's old, broken, probably malfunctioning and most likely forgotten. The eyes are turning grey and its whole colour is faded. A little necklace hangs around its neck reading, 'Mini Choc Café'. I realise how un-circus like it looks. 

Scrambling to my feet I slam my whole body into it, hoping to knock it down into the cold hard red and white smooth ground, but instead it jolts backwards as my cheekbone cracks when it slams into the ground instead. A cry stifles from my throat as Krait rushes towards me, but the robot pushes him out the door then locks it while another takes care of the broken window, scrambling to my feet again I notice a huge red axe in the corner. "How am I going to do this?" A mumble breathes throughout my mouth and I'm surprised I even asked myself this.

A grip squeezes into my shoulder, feeling like it will crush my shoulder blade, but I slip out of it as it tears the part of my shirt away revealing a bra strap and my bare shoulder. Did Ian die this way? The thought bubbles into my mind, yet I believe it's false, I tremble with rage and fear as the axe slips into my grip and ready to knock them out for good. Taking a deep breath, I try to work out their differences, but then I notice the third one right behind them with eyes closed. 

The robot in front is a realistic female with very dark hair almost pitch black, but the paint is peeling off it a little, it's shaped into a messy metallic bun and her face is broken with cracks and wires, eyes are pale grey as the brows are non-existent and the mouth has no painted-on lips and is open wide into a smile as grey buttons for cheeks pop out. I then look to the other two and they all look similar.

My grip tightens as the first one walks forward. Her legs are nothing but metallic sticks and holes and wires. Her body is as straight as a twig and is broken and terrifying. For some reason, the two robots in the back bend their backs at unachievable angles and begin to crawl up the walls as their heads turn and click right side up as their legs bend inwards instead of outwards. The one on the left takes out the camera up on the wall as the other one does the same. The main one, however, snaps and cracks as she struggles to walk towards me.

 Her neck snapping forward and backward. Suddenly, a broken and mangled voice peeks throughout her metallic throat and mouth, "All you humans look the same and it only makes sense for us to. It was once our job to fix up the humans, but now we're... malfunctioning, broken and then forgotten by you selfish humans." The robot starts to shake and bend forward as it gags up something. A voicebox falls onto the floor. 

"You're just a stupid robot!" I scream as I swing the axe downward.