Genre(s): Science Fiction/Romance
Rating: T (as according to fictionpress)
Characters In Chapter: Samara Crichton, Nazilla, Mark, Stewart, Martha, Rebecca, Glau
Relationship(s): Samara Crichton/Nazilla
Going into battle had used to be a fun thing for me. It had been a time when I would joke and have fun. But not now. Now most of my mind was more concerned with thinking about everything that could go wrong and how I would deal with it when all Hell broke lose. When I had been human I would’ve been joking at this moment. I would’ve been jokingly complaining to Samara about her not letting me drive. We would talk about what we would do after we finished the battle.
Karma used guerrilla warfare for the most part, so no large
scale battles like in old war movies had happened yet. It would happen one day
and hopefully wouldn’t be when Netty had taken over the world and humanity was
a struggling rebellion.
Looking over at the driver’s seat where Samara was, I knew
that I couldn’t live in a world without her. She was helping me hold on and I
was scared what would happen if I didn’t have that kind of support.
Samara saw me looking and she smiled. Maybe she thought I
was being human and just admiring her. That I was merely looking to satisfy my
sexual desires. But I wasn’t, I was looking at her on a more emotional level
than I had done when I was human.
I had loved her when I had been human, but I had also been
equally interested in her body. Now her body was intriguing to me but different
than in a sexual sense. Her body was like an art piece to me now, but it wasn’t
one I’d have sex with on a whim. There would have to be some set up and she’d
have to be the one to initiate the encounter. I didn’t get any pleasure out of
sex now, but I wanted to keep Samara happy for as long as I could.
As I was thinking these thoughts, I was keeping track of the
landscape outside the car. We had gone from our neighborhood to a city and now a
parking lot was ahead of us. We would park a little distance from the parking
lot and then walk to it.
The parking lot was behind a building and tall walls so that
our attack wouldn’t be as noticeable. Plus we could escape in cars if need be.
I didn’t think it was wise to attack in such an open location, but the attack
here would strike a blow against Netty. That was worth the risk.
Plus it was in part of the city that wasn’t visited much and
there was a company party going on inside that was loud. So we should be safe.
I looked around as Samara parked her car and we started
walking to the parking lot trying to appear normal.
“Really? She did what?” I said in a voice that sounded like
I had when I had been human, but with forced feeling.
“Yeah. She is crazy like that.” Samara said and laughed.
She put an arm around me and laughed. For a moment I could
pretend that I was still human and we weren’t part of Karma. We were just
regular people living lives while not knowing about the war that was warming
up.
But that wasn’t our lives and so I kept on the alert for any
of Netty’s forces. I also looked out for the other members of our team. At
least the team that we would be going with on this mission. They had been told
to arrive at a different time than us, but the wait was still unnerving. I was
glad that me being an M-4 allowed me to keep track of the exact time so I
didn’t become antsy waiting for the mission to begin.
Within a minute or two Mark, Stewart, Rebecca, and Martha
met us. They had been pretending to have been a group of friends that had been
out drinking. Nothing threatening. Nothing that Netty would be concerned about.
It would be two minutes after they arrived that I would
release a signal and eventually Machines would come pouring out towards us. The
plan was to first attract the four Netty members that were the head of Playful Ballet to come out and
then we would kill them. Destroying the Machines would merely be to help us
escape.
Mark nodded to me and I concentrated on what I was about to
do. I used all the common functions of an M-4 most days but this was something
that was very different. It was something that was something I knew how to do
instinctively, but it was creepy in a way I couldn’t explain. After around the
time it takes a human to blink, I had sent out the signal.
I stood close to the doors of the building and appeared very
robotic while the others took their places, readying their aims.
Then four humans of Netty came out. The people that came out
hardly had a chance to move before they were gunned down and the Machines that
followed close behind them started to attack. I had seen someone, most likely
Stewart, killing his target with a headshot while the others hadn’t been so
good in their aim.
The M-3s that were behind the humans were very well
programmed. They gave me and my fellow Karma members hardly any time to react.
I dodged their fire more easily than Samara had, but not by much.
We had all hidden decent guns on us that would pack a little
punch. It wouldn’t be a way to fight a large battle with, but that isn’t what
this skirmish called for. So I took out my gun and I fired back at the M-3s. I
kept as much focus as I could on them and where the other members of my team
were.
Mark had taken some damage and as I was examining that I was
also looking at two M-3s that were coming very quickly towards me. I put the
analysis of Mark’s wound to the back of my mind as I thought how best to take
these Machines down.
I aimed for their weak points and fired while some of their
bullets grazed me. While I was focused on taking them down a third one appeared
behind me. I threw it into the nearest car and quickly disabled the two that
were originally attacking me.
As the battle continued I saw a very familiar M-3. Glau was
involved in this battle and that gave me a great chance to get some questions
answered.
After making sure of the safety of my team, I started
running towards her as she turned to face me.
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