Disease of Machinery Part 1

As I travel through the deepest reaches of space in pursuit of Kænus, a distress signal appears on my receiver, from a planet identifying as Ousniss. My ship has trouble decoding the exact message, but as far as I can tell, this planet is being attacked from an unknown source: ‘destroying everything, save us from the disease of machinery.’

I adjust my course to head directly to Ousniss at full speed. I arrive in orbit and see the planet mostly in flaming ruins. My ship scans the planetside, and discovers the culprit: a mountainous metal machination, mutilating one more metropolis in a march of mangled millions. This is a well-off planet, brimming with natural resources. I can only assume this attack is to get rid of the populous so a tyrant can re-appropriate these resources. I bring my ship in, and have it drop me off in the middle of one of their roads, directly in the path of the machine.

This mechanized man of blood and iron. Its pistons push and pull in loud, hydraulic, bursts. Relentless crafted death. Its eyes scan the terrain with a giant beam of light: looking for all life to destroy. The light scans by me, then halts. It scans me again. The light turns horizontally, continually scanning. I can hear its processes. The scanner itself operates as a rudimentary of my own. My composition has it confused. Not giving it a chance to figure me out, I leap into the air to attack its head. Surprised, it steps back with a loud whirr, it’s only of little help to it. My jump kick misses its head, but I deliver a double-foot kick to its chest, jumping off, denting its metal armor and catching it off balance. I spin and fire an energy sphere to the dent, sending the machine to the ground. I land on top of a building as I watch the giant fall. That ought to take care of that.

With astonishing speed, its core spins, and the machination sits up, scanners locked firmly on me. It grasps the building I’m on, and begins to stand. It must have some form of magnetic stasis field installed, because –god damn- it picks up the building I’m on in once piece, and, standing, launches it overhand like a javelin an incredible distance. After hanging on the initial displacement and throw, in mid air, I run across the roof, and along the former side of the building. Windows break and glass flies as I run by them, down the airborne building. I leap off, and land in a crouch, supporting myself with my arm. The building keeps going, and smashes head-on into a sheer cliff of a mountain range, exploding in a ball of fire. Hmm, that didn’t make much sense; cool.

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One Response to “Disease of Machinery Part 1”

  1. Nice use of alliteration. You know I often visualize you, the author, as the character in these stories. As such, I quite enjoyed imagining you doing … ‘ Not giving it a chance to figure me out, I leap into the air to attack its head. Surprised, it steps back with a loud whirr, it’s only of little help to it. My jump kick misses its head, but I deliver a double-foot kick to its chest, jumping off, denting its metal armor and catching it off balance’….You’re a very feisty fighter! Also, I really enjoyed the ending very much, the ‘cool’ was awesome.

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