I sat at the bar with my
third Jack and coke in front of me as I waited for Madeline. Fifteen
years of service in the army with a lot of that time spent on various
fronts and meeting up with her was making me more nervous than I'd
been there. I turned on the bar stool and watched the entrance and
saw her come in. She looked as stunning as the day she left me five
years ago. Short brown hair framed her heart shaped face perfectly. I
got up from my seat and made a beeline to the bathroom before she
could spot me.
My pep talk staring at the
mirror was cut short by a screaming and mechanical voices from the
dining area. I confirmed my fears with a platoon of robo-soldiers.
Ten machines designed to work perfectly together and now liberated
from government control as members of the Dedicated Intelligent
Electronic Harbingers of Absolute Robot Dictatorship. The bane of his
life for the past year, but it also meant he knew how to take them on
and neutralize their Strategic Threat Analysis/Reaction programming
and the Weapon Active Radar System once in combat. I checked my phone
and found it jammed, standard procedure for the robots, but they
forgot to check the bathrooms. They always did, and with the opening
I had left my service pistol at home, but being Psy-Ops I was a
weapon.
I could take out a platoon
by myself in the field, but there I wouldn't have to worry about a
bunch of civilian hostages being killed, including Madeline. I went
into the handicapped stall and brought my foot down in an axe kick to
remove one of the ends of the hand rail, then ripped the other end
free giving myself a club. I opened the door and got a good look at
the robots, the smartest thing those fuckers did was paint themselves
all the same so we couldn't identify the leader.
I focused my mental powers
and grabbed the fire controls of two of the robots and had them fire
at two other robots. Enough to mess up the friend or foe systems and
hopefully do serious damage. At the same time I pushed off the ground
to leap ten feet towards the entrance where two robots held Madeline
and the hostess. I brought the metal rod down over the head of the
robot right behind Madeline with a solid thunk that forced him to the
ground. The other robot turned as the hostess dropped to the ground
and I swung as hard as I could and lifted the robot off the ground
and sent him flying into the bar.
The two robots who fired on
their compatriots didn't do much damage, but did set off the STAR
system and were gunned down thanks to my efforts. I reached out and
telekinetically grabbed a serving platter and pushed it against the
nearest bot as he fired his launcher. The grenade detonated and blew
the robot to pieces. Half of the robot force was down as I leaped
onto the bar to draw attention away from the hostages. I focused on
the furthest away bot, and pushed him through the front window as he
screamed “Roger, roger.”
I dropped behind the bar as
the four bots focused fire on me and blew apart hundreds of bottles
of liquor that I had just been standing in front of. I stood up and
threw the pole then grabbed it telekinetically and pushed it harder
and it went straight through the chest of one of the remaining bots
and pinned the lifeless metal against the wall. I stood up over the
bar and only two robots were left standing. The other two were being
ganged up on by the other restaurant patrons. I propelled myself up
in the air and pulled the metal bar back to me as I landed behind one
of the robots and grabbed him in a strangle hold. Obviously
ineffective as he didn't need to breath, but it did give me a good
amount of leverage to twist and disconnect the head from the
processor in the head, from the power source in the body.
I lifted the lifeless hulk
and flung it through the air directly into the last standing robot
and the two went down in a pile. I charged after the projectile and
swung a hard blow as the bot tried to stand and sent the head flying
to stop any thoughts of retaliation. Madeline slowly made her way to
her feet and I pushed through the disoriented crowd to steady her.
“You never could leave
work behind could you?”
“Glad to see your sense
of humor hasn't disappeared.”
“You came out of the
bathroom,” she said. “Nervous about seeing me again?”
“Sounds kind of silly
considering I just beat up a bunch of robots to save you.”
“And everybody else here,
but you were still nervous about seeing me.”
“I can do a lot of things
with my mind, but I can't control everything.”
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