Occasionally Heroic A.I. by David West Page A
Authors: David West
Tags: Humor, Science Fiction - Adventure
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half my closet."
"Is that bag solely for shoes?" I joked, nodding toward the tallest bag.
"No, that has my travel Playstation 3, Xbox 360 and Wii in it, with some hand held systems and travel games. And this one," she motioned toward the second largest, "has my travel server, for, well, you know."
I didn't know.
"And the second to the smallest has my four travel laptops, for PC gaming. The smallest contains my computer emergency kit. That thing has saved me more times than I can remember."
"Where do you keep your clothes?" I asked in disbelief.
"Oh, I have a change of clothes in my backpack." She picked up the very small, very pink backpack. "What are you bringing?"
For the first time, I was embarrassed of being normal. "Some clothes and sun block. I could bring some games though," I offered.
She smiled at my effort. "I have more than enough for us. Besides, I installed an entertainment system on the back of all the seats in the bus, which is connected to its own satellite network. That way, whenever our office goes on trips, we all play huge matches in games. My luggage is mainly for my hotel room."
"Is everyone a gamer at Jericho Communications?"
"Everyone is a gamer at heart."
---
We were dying. The A.I. had zeroed in on our location, and they were literally picking us off, one by one. Ken, the head of the graphic design department, was the first to go. We had no idea that the A.I. were with us before that. They were assassins in the night, with an unbelievably good aim.
"Danny!" Lara shouted, running to Dan's now still corpse. "I've let you down. I've let you all down."
I looked around the thrashed war field, guarding Lara as she mourned the loss of our fallen comrades. There were dead teammates on the ground of vibrant green grass, mixed with bright red embers. The suburbs were in ruins. The sky, grey with constant flocks of robot drop ships and their smog, and sea polluted with war ships.
"We have to go now, before they come back!" I advised in a hushed voice.
Lara picked up her gun, jaw clenched with fury. "Let's kick some tin ass."
We heard a team of heavy footsteps in a tunnel, under the pathway we were atop. Before I could jump down and unload my entire magazine on the bots, Lara held my trigger hand gently, and looked at me in the eyes. They told me not to act - it's what they expected.
I nodded and followed her. Behind a tree, off the pathway, and to the left of the tunnel that the bots travelled through, she lay in a prone position, setting her sights just after the opening. She signaled for me to station my machine gun just above the tunnel. I saw her flash a sly smile, before changing her crosshairs, from the tunnel, to me.
My cell phone began to vibrate viciously. The font was in a dripping blood style.
Look behind you :) - Wade
I turned and saw Wade in a robot suit, standing behind me with his never-ending smile. He lifted his death-laser rifle to my face. Before he was able to pull the trigger, a bullet broke through his armor, directly into his circuit-filled heart.
I looked back over at Lara and saw the smoke coming from the end of her barrel. The three A.I. from the tunnel ran out at her, guns blazing. She covered her head and tried to stay as perfectly still as she could. They knew she was there from the sound of her gun - they didn't, however, know I was standing directly above them.
I squeezed the trigger on Martin, Irene and Aurora, and yelled out a battle roar.
"Ahhhhhhh!" I yelled out in a battle roar.
The entire bus turned and looked at me as I fired with my mouse. My phone vibrated again.
Embarrassing... - Wade
Our fallen comrades were already playing a new game, as Lara and I were taking too long playing against my four friends. It just happened to be that the game involved humans under attack from space robots. Lara took the game very seriously, and in turn, so did I. It was extremely fun.
"Your friends are amazing. They killed everyone but us," she
"Is that bag solely for shoes?" I joked, nodding toward the tallest bag.
"No, that has my travel Playstation 3, Xbox 360 and Wii in it, with some hand held systems and travel games. And this one," she motioned toward the second largest, "has my travel server, for, well, you know."
I didn't know.
"And the second to the smallest has my four travel laptops, for PC gaming. The smallest contains my computer emergency kit. That thing has saved me more times than I can remember."
"Where do you keep your clothes?" I asked in disbelief.
"Oh, I have a change of clothes in my backpack." She picked up the very small, very pink backpack. "What are you bringing?"
For the first time, I was embarrassed of being normal. "Some clothes and sun block. I could bring some games though," I offered.
She smiled at my effort. "I have more than enough for us. Besides, I installed an entertainment system on the back of all the seats in the bus, which is connected to its own satellite network. That way, whenever our office goes on trips, we all play huge matches in games. My luggage is mainly for my hotel room."
"Is everyone a gamer at Jericho Communications?"
"Everyone is a gamer at heart."
---
We were dying. The A.I. had zeroed in on our location, and they were literally picking us off, one by one. Ken, the head of the graphic design department, was the first to go. We had no idea that the A.I. were with us before that. They were assassins in the night, with an unbelievably good aim.
"Danny!" Lara shouted, running to Dan's now still corpse. "I've let you down. I've let you all down."
I looked around the thrashed war field, guarding Lara as she mourned the loss of our fallen comrades. There were dead teammates on the ground of vibrant green grass, mixed with bright red embers. The suburbs were in ruins. The sky, grey with constant flocks of robot drop ships and their smog, and sea polluted with war ships.
"We have to go now, before they come back!" I advised in a hushed voice.
Lara picked up her gun, jaw clenched with fury. "Let's kick some tin ass."
We heard a team of heavy footsteps in a tunnel, under the pathway we were atop. Before I could jump down and unload my entire magazine on the bots, Lara held my trigger hand gently, and looked at me in the eyes. They told me not to act - it's what they expected.
I nodded and followed her. Behind a tree, off the pathway, and to the left of the tunnel that the bots travelled through, she lay in a prone position, setting her sights just after the opening. She signaled for me to station my machine gun just above the tunnel. I saw her flash a sly smile, before changing her crosshairs, from the tunnel, to me.
My cell phone began to vibrate viciously. The font was in a dripping blood style.
Look behind you :) - Wade
I turned and saw Wade in a robot suit, standing behind me with his never-ending smile. He lifted his death-laser rifle to my face. Before he was able to pull the trigger, a bullet broke through his armor, directly into his circuit-filled heart.
I looked back over at Lara and saw the smoke coming from the end of her barrel. The three A.I. from the tunnel ran out at her, guns blazing. She covered her head and tried to stay as perfectly still as she could. They knew she was there from the sound of her gun - they didn't, however, know I was standing directly above them.
I squeezed the trigger on Martin, Irene and Aurora, and yelled out a battle roar.
"Ahhhhhhh!" I yelled out in a battle roar.
The entire bus turned and looked at me as I fired with my mouse. My phone vibrated again.
Embarrassing... - Wade
Our fallen comrades were already playing a new game, as Lara and I were taking too long playing against my four friends. It just happened to be that the game involved humans under attack from space robots. Lara took the game very seriously, and in turn, so did I. It was extremely fun.
"Your friends are amazing. They killed everyone but us," she
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