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Rules: Conditions I will not GIVE ON.

About: Functions, Directives INQUIRE/DESTROY/FREEDOM, and other information you’ll need-ne--need to get started with your Inquiries.

Verses: I-I-I’M the rigid point in this. Everything EVERYTHING leads back to ME.

Promo: Put on on dis-dis-display. A-As I should BE.

The scientist was running through the chromium walls, panting wildly to get to him. There was shouting, and she shot her gun backward at her pursuers, barking words she couldn’t quite hear over the adrenaline in her ears. She went to turn down another hall when a returned bullets made deadly contact. One to the leg, another to a shoulder, and one snuggly in the side. Red blossomed along her white coat and blue pants, follow swiftly by white-hot pain.

The woman cried out, biting her lip furiously as she snuck inside her final destination. She slammed and locked the door to the cramped little office she hid in a utility office. Inside laid her lit up computer, several pieces of equipment and robotics, and a mostly finished android booting to life. His eyes opened with bright blue, fading to a gentle brown as freed himself of his charging cord. The brown gave to yellow when he caught sight of the scientist’s condition. He rushed to the scientist’s side, gentling her slide to the floor.

“What has happened to you? Who did this?” The android demanded, scanning her for vitals. Elevated heartbeat, low blood pressure, major injury. The robot reached out to hold his closest friend— her survival rate was dropping fast, too fast to fight their way out and save her. “I can’t help you here. Were you found?”

“…yes. They noticed my, mph, work. They know about you, but they don’t know… everything. Ha… they’ll be here soon, maybe already at the door. G… they’ll use you for profit… don’t let them.” The scientist breathed deep, ragged breaths, teeth clenched as she fought the pain and the tired edges of her vision. She forced her eyes open to meet G’s glowing yellow ones.

“Download all of the content from my computer. Delete it from the domain and encrypt the remaining data. Encrypt it within your data banks… along with your personality. They can’t know how human you really are.” She breathed.

G’s eyes widen with each sentence, clutching her uninjured shoulder. “Amy? But, but what would become of your work?” Of me? was implied. Amy merely smiled, weak and paled. Her shaking, red hand reached up and cupped his cheek, thumb gently rubbing the faux cheekbone. It still did something in his chest, a sad twinge mixed with the memory of quiet nights at work. If the android could cry, he would’ve been.

“Set a… trigger command. Once it’s active, hegh, the encrypted data… will accessible to y-you again. I don’t… don’t have much time, G…” Amy’s eyes were getting heavier, and it felt like ice was placed in the pit of his stomach compartment. G held her, foreheads pressed together in a loving embrace. The sound of banging fists and yelling from behind the reinforced door was distant background noise.

“I promise… no one will get your work, Amy… and they will pay for what they did to us. You will be avenged.” G muttered, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of her cooling lips. Amy merely hummed at the promise.

“Live… for me, G…” Amy’s eyes felt shut then, with G holding her as her frame slowly came to a still conclusion. Death graced her features soon after, taking her hand and showing her what lay behind the veil. G couldn’t mourn yet… he still had work to do.

Amy was carefully placed against the wall before G hooked himself up to Amy’s computer, downloading as many important files as he could while deleting them in quick succession. Meanwhile, in his internal networks, he was packaging away everything that made him alive. The last thing to go would be his mission, his face growing blank and disinterested, even as he stared at the computer. Data was deleted, buried deep, and/or destroyed. All that was left, as the door started to give under a battering ram’s power, was the trigger command. G’s eyes closed, setting the rest of himself to be encrypted, with a few commands.

DIRECTIVE SET: DESTROY ALL OF MANKIND

TRIGGER ENCRYPTED: ALL DATA WILL BE ACCESSIBLE AFTER AUTONOMY IS SURRENDERED BACK TO G-3A UNIT.

When the door was finally bashed opened, a scene of blood and tech greeted the intruders. To the side laid the dead scientist, eyes shut and face at ease in her final moments. There was a computer, smashed and tossed under the desk, with wires hanging out of its ports. Then the centerpiece.

An android with a tanned torso and black hair, with arms and lower body made up of dark rubbers and flexible metals. He was unfinished by the looks of it, and his bright blue eyes were turning red.

Without another moment’s pause, what remained of G launched at the nearest agent, strong hands crushing a windpipe with hardly any effort. Another was punched in the face, then shoved hard into the shocked agent behind them. When G turned on the final agent, he was shot in the throat.

It caused a failure in both the advanced hydraulics and in the power system. Sparks flew with black fluids as G clutched his throat sector. His speech box was making unholy noises— distorted screams, skipping curses, and terrible, unnerving interference. G finally went down as his main power battery lost the important connection to the cranial unit. It forced a shutdown to conserve energy levels, making G fall to his knees, then to the floor in a heavy heap.