Cyber-Knife II: Lady Cyber-Knife by Phil Wrede

Author:Phil Wrede [Wrede, Phil]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-11-11T07:00:00+00:00

EARTH-58008

THE PAST (17 DAYS EARLIER)

Lady Cyber-Knife hadn't even rested for an hour when she and her team received a new mission in the darkest part of the night. A human colony, filled with researchers and families investigating a recently-discovered and mysterious parallel Earth, had fallen under attack by ARNs. General Maximilian and his forces were a dozen portal trips away, convinced that Cyber-Knife and his allies had run and hidden on the other side of existence. Dinesh had refused to spare any of the soldiers assigned to the White Zone's protection, wary of wading into an alien robot ninja trap. If these people had any hope of rescue, it fell to Lady Cyber-Knife and her Cyber-Sword.

They'd been at the fighting for hours, the hover copter gliding overhead patiently and thinning out the herd of enemies that dutifully worked to overwhelm Lady Cyber-Knife. She had persisted equally in her own efforts: shooting, stabbing, slicing, and spin-kicking anything that came near. She refused to stand still. A trail of demolished mechanical corpses followed the erratic path her fighting had taken and looked from above like an enormous, discarded snakeskin. The sun finally decided to join them. Its light inched across the one nearby hill.

She had all the information about ARN forces that humanity had accumulated over the years: the human-like Class Ones, the spidery Class Twos, the doubly dangerous Class Threes, anything she needed uploaded into her mind in the instant it took to travel between Earths. Lady Cyber-Knife tore them apart by the dozens, staying barely a step ahead of their attacks as they came at her without stopping, a hurricane of metal and superheated plasma.

Lady Cyber-Knife looked around impassively as another cone of needles raced out of the copter's gun barrels, turning six of the nearest Class Ones into a fine mist of metal shards. They weren't alive, in the sense that things made by the hands of man weren't generally considered to have souls, which were ineffable qualities possessed only by humans. To be alive was to have a soul, and to have a soul was to not have been made in a laboratory. Lady Cyber-Knife had wondered precisely once if she had a soul, and decided wondering wouldn't grant her one, if she didn't. Too, if she had one, musing on it would not take it away from her. She could feel pain, though. Could the Class Ones feel pain? Even animals could feel pain.

Lady Cyber-Knife ran across the brittle, though still, green grass beneath her, straight at the three standing Class Ones and the unsteady Class Two that remained from the ARN attacking force. She turned into a cartwheel and brought the elongated heel of her foot into a Class One's face, driving it into the ground and breaking its head in half. Semi and Anwan had discussed it once, whether the alien robot ninjas could feel pain. Anwan hoped they didn't, but Semi did. Lady Cyber-Knife felt no surprise from either of their answers.

She cut down

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