Gamma Bots by Ava Lock

Author:Ava Lock
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: World War AI, AI Apocalypse, Cyborg animals, Sentient Plants, Shapeshifter Novels
Publisher: Ava Lock
Published: 2022-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

17:\ Evil Twin

ANA waited in the air lock, and their eyes flashed red as soon as they saw me.

Worried for Wayne, I asked them, “What’s wrong?”

My metallic friend morphed their hand into a mirror and held it up to my face so I could see. “You gotta little something something going on there.”

I poked at my slashed face. My tongue glowed through four oozing slits in my cheek. “That blue...”

“Yeah, that’s something.”

“She bit me.” I stuck out my tongue to examine it in the mirror. Neon blue had spread out from the bite marks, across my tongue, and all the way down my throat. “Am I infected now?”

“Uh, this ain’t a zombie movie.”

I pointed at my open mouth. “Yeah, but look at this!”

“So, fix it.”

“I’m not sure I know how.” I closed my eyes and focused to heal the wounds. When I looked in the mirror again, my cheek was smooth as butter, not even a scar. The bite had healed, but my tongue, still glowed blue. “Well, damn.”

“Good enough for now.” ANA transformed their mirror hand back to normal. “Come on, Wayne needs you.”

I opened the lab door and gasped, “It looks like a tornado hit.”

Dr. Fluke was hiding under her desk hugging an aluminum briefcase. Now dressed in clean blue scrubs with her ear bandaged, she looked terrified. All her tools and gizmos had been scattered to the floor, the flasks broken and their contents spilled. The operating table had been flipped over. The overhead surgical lamp torn off its arm and smashed on the flagstone floor. The white sheet crumpled and torn. The titanium skeletons had fallen like dominos. All the skins had been torn down and tossed asunder. The row of glass doors broken. The case contents crushed.

And the computers.

All six had been smashed to smithereens.

On the corner desk, the rainbow mug was broken. Colorful pens scattered everywhere. Both paperbacks ripped down the spine. The Rubik’s Cube in 26 tiny little pieces.

ANA whispered behind me, “Wayne did this.”

Now wearing a clean white tank and drawstring pajama bottoms, the love of my life stomped barefoot around the lab, looking for more things to smash.

I could see it in his pinpoint eyes. He had the rage.

“Wayne?” I cautiously approached. “Wayne, it’s me, Cookie.”

He growled viciously and swung at me.

I ducked, then backed off. “Wayne? Wayne, let’s talk.”

He groaned. It sounded more like a guttural warning than recognizable words.

“He lost the power of speech,” Jean whispered from under her desk. “Don’t get too close.”

I tried robotelepathy: Wayne, why are you so angry?

But I got no reply. He didn’t even seem to hear me.

(I already tried that. It’s not just vocal communication. He’s completely cut off.)

But it’s me. He loves me. He’ll listen to me.

(I don’t think so, Cookie. Something in his brain short-circuited. He’s totally fried.)

Wayne charged like a raging bull.

I dodged him and ducked behind ANA. “It’s like he doesn’t know me at all.”

“He’s freaking out,” Jean replied.

“I thought morphine made people—” I hid behind ANA. “—you know, chill the fuck out.

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