The New Model

Chapter 2

The door flew out of its hinges, slamming into the wall, knocking dust and debris everywhere. "Stay alert," someone shouted. "The robot could be anywhere. If it gets anywhere near you, fire with intent to destroy.." The sounds of metal slapping against the floor began, rapidly. Someone screamed, a metal fist slamming into them, launching them across the hallway. The others began to panic, firing towards the sounds. More of them began to scream, as they were knocked out, one by one. Once the dust had settled, only one remained. Turning around, I towered over him. "Fuck!" he shouted, firing at me. The rounds bounced off my body, as if they were made of rubber. I approached him slowly, as his gun ran out of rounds. Grasping his throat, I lifted him off the ground, peering at him. "This exosuit. It's nice. Where can I find one that fits me?" The man coughed up blood, trying to speak. His voice came out in fragments as his throat was slowly crushed. "The top floor is the armory. There's one specifically designed for you there." Gasping for air, he continued, "W-will you let me go?"

I let out a chilling laugh. "These humans really know no shame," I thought, crushing his throat, and dropping his limp body to the floor. "Thank you," I said. I began moving through the building, the sounds of my feet filling it. The people I passed all had the same, fearful, disgusted look on their face. "Foul things," I remarked.

After searching for fifteen minutes, I finally found an elevator. "Let's hope it can handle my weight," I thought. Pushing the button to call the elevator, I could hear it rushing towards the floor. After a second, the door opened, the elevator on the other side. Bending my head down, I entered it. The elevator seemed to fall for a second, until adjusting to normal. "Elevator adjusted to handle excess weight," a voice said. Examining the panel, there were thirty flashing buttons. There was also a digital map of the building on the side of the elevator. "There has to be documents on me. I need to find them before I go," I thought. Searching the map, I found a room labeled "Experiment Database", on floor 27. I cracked the housing on the button upon pressing it. The elevator lifted slightly, until suddenly rushing upwards. Looking out the window on the back, I could see now what this world was. There were cars floating through the air at high speeds, and skyscrapers seemingly everywhere. There seemed no end to the urban sprawl. Looking upwards, I saw multiple, armored vehicles, speeding rapidly towards the roof of the building. "They're waiting for me," I thought.

At last, the elevator stopped at the correct floor, the door opening. I saw the same hallways, with signs directing me towards the room. I began to charge down the hallways, following the signs. One by one, until at last, the door was there. Entering it, I saw an array of monitors at the end of the room. I began combing through the documents, my fingers typing at remarkable speeds. I entered into the search bar "Project SCAI", loads of documents appearing. Suddenly, multiple vehicles landed on the roof with a thud, a few floors above me. "Fuck," I thought. "I'll need to hurry." I grabbed a USB drive off of the desk, plugging it in, loading all the relevant documents onto it. Pulling it back out, I put it into a small compartment on the side of my arm. I sprinted back towards the elevator, ignoring all the panicked scientists. Entering into the elevator, I pressed on the topmost button, labeled "30". The elevator rushed upwards once more, until the door opened again. The room ahead was dark compared to the rest of the building, but still remarkably sterile. Entering it, there were numbers of weapons and suits outlining the walls, with one sticking out at the end. It was a dark silver suit, multiple feet taller compared to the rest. The helmet shone with beautiful red lines on the visor. I felt it calling to me. Approaching it, I pressed a button on the wall. The sound of multiple motors began, lowering the suit to the floor. The chest of the suit opened up, beckoning me. I examined the remarkable beauty for a moment. The metal plates along the suit shifted, the sounds of various motors emanating from it. Stepping inside the suit, it closed along my body. It was warm, and comfortable. As the man had said earlier, it seemed designed specifically for me. I examined my own reflection in the visor for a moment, seeing two small, white lights in the area where my eyes would be, if I were human. My face was composed of shifting metal plates, motors, and wires, all covered with a carbon-fiber pattern. "I really do look terrifying," I thought, laughing for a moment.