The robot spotted me before I could make a move and flew out of
the way.
‘You again,’ it
said in a frustrated voice.
This was my first
time flying and it felt strange to be suspended in the air. A part of me
expected to drop like a stone. My feet were dangling without stability. But my
added strength allowed me to keep stable and I quickly became immune to the
effects.
‘I half expected
you to show up, but I wasn’t expecting you this early. You’re quite clever to have
figured out where I might target next, I will admit that,’ it said. I sensed a
but coming, ‘but you are completely unaware that I made sure that I was
prepared for your sudden attack as well. I’ve made an upgrade to my robots with
the latest software that I built, so now they won’t be so easy to take out.’
‘Wow, you did all
that in only a couple of hours,’ I said genuinely amazed.
‘Actually, I had
the upgrade ready for months now, I only expected to be using it against an
army, not against a single human being, if that is what I can call you. But
whatever you are, you will be defeated once and for all.’
‘You keep telling
yourself that,’ I said defensively, knowing that might break the last straw.
‘I don’t have
to,’ and he flew towards me at speed, catching me unaware and hitting me square
in the chest, sending me flying backwards and landing on my back with a huge,
explosive sound, cracking the ground around me. That would have gotten the
people inside the stadium’s attention for sure. I just hope they don’t venture
outside to see what all the commotion is all about. That would be defeating the
objective of why I’m trying to stop the robot from entering the stadium
entirely.
I was lying in a small crater when the robot went in for another
attack. I managed to heave myself out from the ground and rolled away before he
came pelting downwards. His fist collided with the ground where my body just was,
sending a cloud of dust and asphalt into the air. I used the temporary cloud of
dust to mask my getting to my feet and preparing myself for a counterattack.
As
soon as I was able to see even an outline of the robot, I kicked myself off
from the ground, fist out, and flew into the robot’s side. It was now his turn
to be flung across the carpark, landing with a crash, but it quickly recovered
and smartly swung around, kicking me into the air. He twisted his body around
so that he landed on his feet, kicked off and rammed into me, sending me higher
before grabbing me by the collar and, not making the same mistake twice, pushed
me downwards until I slammed into the ground with so much force, I caused a
crater twice the size as the one before, kicking up so much dust; the cloud
took a couple of seconds to disappear completely.
I used my
strength to punch the robot as hard as I could in my position and it made a
dent in its armour. Because it was a robot, it didn’t flinch with pain, instead
it carried on its attack, punching me as hard as it could. I didn’t feel any
pain either, so it was an even match. Soon, I managed to kick him from the
ground so that I was able to upright myself. The robot’s speed once again
caught me off guard and I was hit in the back of the head, forcing me to my
knees. I moved my arms around to the back of me and grabbed the robot’s legs,
pulling them forward until he toppled over. I stood up straight, clenched my
hands around his left arm and heaved him up above my head before swinging him
back down, copying the same move he did on me, creating a similar crack in the
ground.
It was an even
match right from the beginning, and doesn’t seem to be moving in any direction.
The robot noticed this so resorted to using his weapons instead of his fists.
It lifted his arm up and charged what looked like a laser. He was pointing it
right at me. He fired and I dodged, and again, and again, until he out
performed me and struck me in the back. I felt the heat burn my suit, but my
invulnerability power prevented me from getting burned. The force of the laser
did push me forward a step, but I stayed firm until the laser stopped firing. I
had no weapons on me, so I had to up my game if I am to penetrate the robot’s defences.
I knew he was going to be using more than just a laser. It had two swords, one
in each arm, and they would soon be deployed.
He charged his laser up again, and started to deploy the
guns on his back as well – I could see the mechanism open up along his
shoulders. I moved my feet into position, ready to take off. As soon as the
laser was about to be fired, I kicked off from the ground, flying as high as I dared without
wasting too much time, before landing behind him – my speed allowed me to do
this all in a couple of seconds, then punch his back, but the guns were ready
and fired straight into my face, sending bullets pelting towards me, pushing my
head backwards before the rest of my face.
The robot then turned around and
fired the laser at point blank range, burning my shirt away, but not my skin.
This time, I could feel the heat. I powered on through the sudden attack and
used all the strength that I could muster at the time into a series of punches
that outright knocked the robot off its feet. I noticed that I successfully
dented the armour around its face, but I hadn’t actually broken it, meaning I
have to increase my strength some more, which isn’t a problem at all.
Whilst the robot
was picking itself up, I pressed a series of buttons on my watch, increasing my
strength to twice amount again. I felt the power flow through my body and I
felt good.
It was as easy as
one two three. I was hailed with bullets after laser after bullets after laser,
but I shrugged each attack off, as I struck the robot in any place I could.
Each punch made a much greater impact as the one before. This time, instead of
just denting the armour, I actually broke through it into its wire system. I
grabbed a handful of wires and pulled them out. A series of sparks, flying in
every direction forced the robot to fall down to the ground, considerably
weakened.
‘It’s amazing
that you think a mere flesh wound like this can keep me from defeating you,’ it
said looking up at me.
‘I won’t have to
if you just answer one simple question of mine,’ I said.
‘And that is?’ he
asked me.
‘Who is your
controller? But if I am speaking to you right now, where are you now?’ I asked.
He laughed, ‘you
think I’m going to just give you that information. You think that
I’m going to let you walk right up to my front door and arrest me. I don’t
think so.’ And he lunged in for another attack. I was prepared for it and therefore
defended myself. He deployed his two swords and swiped them across my chest,
but didn’t break my skin. Instead, I was forced backwards. I smiled at the fact
that he couldn’t hurt me as I had hurt it.
The fight
continued, but was over quickly. In the end, I struck his armour, penetrating
his insides, destroying as much as I could.
‘Looks like you
need another upgrade.’ He was kneeling on the ground,
looking up at me before I did the same finishing move as before and slicing his
head in half with his own sword after I had broken it off during the fight. He
slumped backwards. All power lost. I bet I made the controller of the robots
that much madder.
Then I realised
there was people watching me. I was far enough away from them to hide my
identity, but I didn’t want them getting too close so I disappeared where I stood, teleporting out of
there, back to my home.
‘Well, that was
half a complete waste of time and half a successful trip out,’ I said noting
the fact that I did successfully defend the arena from the robot’s attack, but
not get hold of any information concerning where the controller is hiding. I
will have to dive deeper.
‘Time for round
three.’
TO BE CONTINUED…
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