Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!
We’re getting close to the end folks. Just a reminder Free Write will be going on hiatus after this story concludes.
By Nojh Livic
“That is well above your security clearance, doctor. Put the gun down,” the general ordered, turning to face Paul, who kept it level on the man. Prime continued to use the female human as a shield against the robotic assassin by holding onto her neck and pointing an arm mounted laser at her ear. The assassin had previously been camouflaged as a fashion accessory around the woman’s neck and Prime stifled a laugh as it considered how the two had effectively traded places.
“No. You put your gun down!” Paul shouted, nodding to the two warriors who were sitting on the floor, one of which appeared unconscious, the other reaching for his rifle. Paul was Prime’s only human friend on the planet. Right now he was being an incredible asset to Prime’s existence by threatening his employers with a weapon, after his boss had brought in another human to replace him and inadvertently smuggled in the assassin. The two warriors sitting on the floor were injured from laser fire that Prime and the assassin had exchanged. Both were obviously suffering from confusion. One put his gun down immediately. The other had no weapon in hand. There was one last human in the room. An assistant to the general, who was only armed with a flat tablet like device. This man was hiding behind the warriors.
The general took a step closer to Paul. “Now son-”
“Please refrain from intimidation maneuvers. Refrain from closing to combat distance with Paul,” Prime warned in English. To make its point, it fired a low intensity laser past the general’s line of vision, over his shoulder. The general froze mid-step, then took a step back. It seemed the general could not tell the difference in laser intensity. Prime’s two lasers was considerably less powerful than the assassin’s torso mounted welding laser but they were far more precise.
“I just want to know what is going on. That thin-ahhh!” Paul cried out as the assassin disengaged from its staring contest with Prime and leapt at Paul. While prime only had one blade extended from its alternate arm, the assassin’s frame contained numerous sharp edges and spikes. Prime had time to fire its more powerful arm laser but that would impart no force with which to deflect the attacker from its path and Prime was too far across the room to attempt its own interception. It fired its laser anyway, scoring a hit across the robot’s shoulder and head. It was an incredibly impressive and lucky shot by Prime’s own personal standards, which admittedly were not very high. (continue reading…)