C0D3S

L.I.A.M

I was once told that hundreds of years ago, people lived in a world where there was chaos and destruction everywhere. People had become uncontrollable to the point that it had started threatening the survival of humanity. Wars broke out across the globe and millions of innocent people have been killed on the battlefields of these wars.

Then one day, C0D3S where created. C0D3S where created by the United States Government and the Chinese Government together. C0D3S stands for "Code 0; Dichotomization 3; Superhuman". Long story for how that name came to be.

C0D3S had been created to control the human population. Being invulnerable to any weapon created and being able to regenerate themselves. Making them indestructible Dangerous Machinery that is almost impossible to take down.

I am L.I.A.M. Which stands for Lethal Intelligence Automatic Machinery. Making me the most dangerous piece of machinery ever to exist. I have been programed to understand the human emotion for going undercover, and I have the ability to trace down any human being and their identity by a quick millisecond scan.

I was created to obtain information from the Russian and Indonesian government. They have priceless information about C0D3S and how to control them. Or at least they are in the process of doing so. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the story of my mission.

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As I approach Head-Qs for C0D3S inc. I take this moment to reciprocate my artificial intelligence and emotion add on. I just obtained it a couple of days ago and am just getting adjusted to it. I take this moment in the lobby to recognize human emotion and facial expressions. My programming is different from any other C0D3. I am basically a beta/alpha test for the incorporation.

I receive a ping to enter the hall where special meetings take place. While walking in I notice that the current U.S.A presidents are here along with the Chinese government. I start becoming concerned for why I am needed for such a situation. "I should only be pinged when we have a crisis on our hands. What happened, did somewhat miss the urinal?" I say with a cocky attitude.

"For one; lose cocky attitude. Two; No one pee on urinal. Now shut up!" One of the government officials from China say out loud to me. I look at him and turn my head to the side in confusion. I start to lose myself in what seems to be anger or rage. I don't know what it was but it pissed me the fuck off.

I stand up taller and censors turn on, making my eyes glow red, "Watch how you fucking talk to me you twot! You're lucky my bosses signed agreements with you or I'd turn you inside out. Got that fucker!?" I yell. "I have too much on my hands to worry about some rice picker with fancy hair and a suit to tell me what to do. Now I'd like to know why the hell I'm here." I say annoyingly.

One of the U.S presidents stand up and fix their tie before speaking, "Well, we just got word back from a couple of C0D3S we sent out. Only one and a half out of six came back with some pretty fucked up news." I nod my head for him to go on. "Russia and Indonesia have started working together, slowly taking out C0D3S throughout the area. We have sent others out to stop these rebellions but they're getting worse. From small things such as speaking out to lighting government official towers down and killing everyone inside. This is getting way out of hand. People are fighting back and we can't have that. Our world will spiral out of control once again if this happens." With that he sits back down and another official stands up.

"Not only that but we've had outbreaks where people are burning down and destroying automatic farms. Not only is this bad control wise, but it could affect the rest of the world if word gets around too quickly. We've had A.H.Gs working on shutting down websites that talk about the rebellion or any type of news like that. So far the United States and China are ok and we haven't had any type of breakouts but who says it isn't a possibility." and with that the official sits down.

I stand there with my arms crossed and look at them in disbelief. "So you want a six month old C0D3 to stop what's been happening for hundreds of years? One; Fine I'll help since I have no life. Two: That chinese guy can kiss my ass next time." I say contently and turn, and walk out of the hall.

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I head to the armory and pick out a few tactical weapons and head out to the train station.  It was a very crowded area due to the popularity of this particular station. Since this was a popular and crowded station, there was also a lot of crime here as well. This station has dealt with over a dozen bomb threats, shootings, and riots. 

I my way to my hover car and step in along with a few humans. I scan their phones as they read about the new mystery C0D3 added to the system and how people are planning to take this one out as well. It was comical how mortal beings thought they could take out an unstoppable machine created by computers. I would love to see them try and wipe me out. A couple people who were entering the cart eyed me down suspiciously. I gave them a glare and they backed off. I scanned them to see one of them carrying a gun which was firmly gripped in their hand. I start  to follow them as they went to the back corner of the cart.

Suddenly one of them turned around to point a gun at me. "What the hell do you think you're doing you box of wires?" He said with a cocky tone. I stood there unfazed as this wasn't my first rodeo with stupid teenage kids like this. I wasn't surprised as he showed signs of nervousness and confusion as he wasn't totally sure I was a C0D3. "Well. You gonna answer or am I going to pull the trigger and take out another one of you tin cans." He said angrily poking my should with his gun.

"Shoot me." I said calmly. He looked at me in disbelief and pushed the gun into me a little more.

"You're fucking crazy tin can,  but I won't hesitate." He said coldly and cocked my gun.

"Oh, but you already have. You're confused whether or not to shoot me. And yet if I tell you to shoot me you should just do it. You seem to talk so much trash and not do shit, so go ahead. Shoot me." I say in the same cold tone. Everyone in the cart watched wide eyed as I sat if front of a man with a gun.

"F-Fuck you!" He yelled pulling the trigger. I stand there as the bullet goes right through my shoulder, leaving a generously large hole in my shoulder. The my shoulder starts to regenerate itself, replacing all, my wires, steel bones, and latex skin. 

I look at him angrily, looking back at my shoulder to see a large hole in my fur jacket. "You son of a bitch. You just put a fucking hole in my favorite jacket. Your ass is grass!" I yell as I restrain him and drag his ass out of the train cart when it comes to a stop. "You are so lucky i don't scalp your head as a price for putting a fucking hole in my four hundred dollar jacket."

The man started crying out for help as I dragged him across the station floor. "No! Please don't hurt me! I'll do anything!" He cried out as he flailed to get away. Failing in the process.

"Shut the fuck up you baby, I'm not going to scalp you, it's against protocol. But rape isn't." You give him a joking wink as you continue walking out of the station.

(Author's Note: Got a weird looking cover photo, but I think it's cool. Also! Just got the chapter done on April 17, 2018! Yay!)