Free Range Protocol: Tales of the Tschaaa Infestation by Marshall Miller

Author:Marshall Miller [Miller, Marshall]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blue Forge Press
Published: 2019-05-16T18:30:00+00:00

Mary Lou came out of the fog an unknown time later. At first, it felt like she had just woken from a bad dream. Reality soon sunk in, and she began to sob. Only then did she realize a large robocop was sitting nearby, watching her. She must have shown that she was startled, as the cyborg spoke.

“I am not a threat, Mary Lou, contrary to your previous experience with my kind. My name is Andrew.”

She saw that it/he had a human mouth, chin, lips, lower cheeks. The upper part of his face was covered by an armored visor with some type of built in vision device, or devices. His skin looked light colored, probably of caucasian descent. It dawned on her for the first time that he was part human, homo sapien, modern type. She tried to sit up from the bench she was on and only succeeded in making herself nauseous. She began to throw up the contents of her stomach on the metal floor of the transport vehicle, and would have fallen over into her own vomit, if Andrew had not caught her. She felt very strong, but padded hands on her—as the cyborg gently wiped her face. He laid her back down and produced a bottle with some liquid in it.

“Here. My own formula. Call it a super sports drink with all the required electrolytes. My comrades and I ingest this all the time.” Mary Lou sipped it with no protest, figuring it would be too late to poison her now.

She sat quietly, then realized someone had put on her panties, blouse and jeans. Her feet were bare, but had been bandaged. She looked at the being calling himself Andrew.

“You?” she asked.

The huge robocop lightly shook his head.

“Director Lloyd did the honors, with the aid of Chief Hamilton. I did help with the medical examination. My sensor array is quite precise.”

Mary Lou stared at him for a moment, then spoke. “Am I going to die?”

“Why, no. You were not that injured… Oh, I see. You think you are going to be harvested.”

“That’s what you mechanical monsters do, isn’t it?” She spit out the comment with more bile than she thought she still had in her.

Andrew sighed as any human would. Then his upper visor retracted from his eyes and forehead. She saw he had very human, hazel eyes. “I am still forty five percent human organic matter, give or take a few ounces of skin and organs. Some two hundred fifty of my comrades and I are from recent Earth born stock, modified to be cyborgs, what you and I call robocops. We joined over a thousand cyborgs created from pre-homo sapien genetic stock. But my brothers—as I call them—and I were all born of women.”

“But you were constructed and now work for the Squids.”

“Actually, I have been assigned to the Director. I follow his orders, unless his actions are about to get him killed, or maybe His Lordship killed. Or some young Tschaaa injured or killed.

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