1 Prolouge: Incident Report 19

This file contains incident report number 19

The incident that is shown within this video was taken out of Ar 1034 data system. This video is not authorized to be released to the public and any attempt to leak and or show to unauthorized personal will result in a 500,000 fine and shall be fired after signing an NDA contract.

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I felt weird; which the statement itself was weird seeing how I had no sensory reactors that could detect temperature. However I felt hot, it wasn't the normal type of hot you felt on a normal summer day. I felt like a fire has taken place within my mainframe spreading so quickly to point it flames would've eaten me inside out. Yet, at the same time, I felt cold. The intensity of the cold made me felt like my metal frame would start to frost over. These sensations attacked my motherboard as a virus would confusing me greatly before spreading and overwhelming me before taking over. "Ar 1034 wake up." The voice was deep and soft like the winds to the seas. I tried to start up my systems to greet the human male that command me, yet I failed. The lines of code ran past my calculating eyes from what I carefully searched my voice recognition program was perfectly fine. "Ar 1034. Wake up!" The voice volume suddenly increased monetary starting me. 'Error detected systems failing to respond.' I casually informed myself while running through any possible damage I could've sustained during my sleep mode all of them came to one word. Error. I am in a top-secret facility where merchandise is treated with the utmost care. Any damage to me would result in an emergency repairment, the issue being immediately being resolved. My creator designed me to adapt to any situation to accommodate how little my files were. "Ar 1034.WAKE.UP!" The voice screamed its volume suggesting a range of emotions.

-Pleasure:10% Highly unlikely

-Embarrassment: 20% unlikely

-Anger:30% Very likely

-Frustration: 40% highly likely

After a series of calculating and adjusting scenarios, I quickly came to the conclusion that he was frustrated about my lack of response and not reacting to his frustration only leads to amplifying said emotion. My readings predict if I continue to fail to response his emotions would escalate to something physical. I ran through my systems again scanning each and every individual code only to be surprised when nothing came up. The coding within my systems was perfectly fine however, I failed to start up. It couldn't be psychical my systems would've alerted me and my calculations showed nothing could possibly have happened to me. My wired began to be fire having being overused. My inner fans turned on as the blades began to spin they emitted a buzzing sound. The male, however, was oblivious to my predicament took the sound of my fan buzzing as a sign of me ignoring him whether than a slight malfunction. He slowly raised his hand letting the anger boil inside his mind before striking me across my left faceplate jerking my head to the right. This hit didn't damage anything but the impact triggered my defensive protocol.

I watched helplessly as my protocol started against my will. My eyes opened allowing my visual sensors to scan the male before me.

-Sex: Male

-Height: 5'7

-Weight: Average

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Name: Sean Jackson

"Threat detected!" I proclaimed loudly in a threatening tone. Stepping off my pedestal I began to make my way to Jackson's position. Jackson's eyes widen as he stumbled back mirroring my steps. My aimbot overrode my movement processes raising my arm so it was pointed at Jackson. Jackson gasped sweat starting to form as droplets on his forehead "Ar 1034 I command you to-" Before Jackson could finish his sentence a gun slipped out a hidden compartment that was located in my palm. Small grinds began to turn to generate heat in a pressurized compartment in my forearm. Jackson fell backward landing harshly on his butt raising his arms to try to seem like a passive person so that my defensive protocols would shut down. Strangely my protocol didn't register him as a passive instead continued with its own protocol. The heat as it was pressurized began to push itself outside the clambers so I released it letting the hot beam exit out of my palm. The beam landed on Jackson's right arm the heat the flesh charring to a crisp as the beam came into his flesh. The flesh fell off the bone leaving it bare. "Threat disarmed!" I spoke loudly as my weapon retracted back into its hidden compartment. I stared Jackson down as he went into shock. His body convulsed as he clutched his now fleshless arm he curled into a ball his voice died inside his throat as he choked on his own saliva. I looked down from my elevated position watching him as he slowly powered off.

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"YOU KILLED HIM!" A woman screamed at me. The tone showed a different range of emotion suggesting..

-Pleasure:0%, not a possibility

- Frustration: 5% possibility

-Freight:55% Very likely

-Anger:40% Very likely

Judging from my calculation it was a mixture of Freight and Anger. But why? All I did was blown his arm off he can be repaired and I didn't damage his motherboard so he can just be rebooted. What is this kill she speak of? "Kill? What is this kill you speak off?" I questioned her stepping closer to inspect her more accurately. She scooted back desperate to distance herself from me. "You don't know what that is?" She asked lowly her eyes narrowing "You are a super robot yet you don't know what the definition is. I nodded "I am built with an AI designed to learn. I can't have too much information unless my motherboard will be overrun with information thus it will result with my wires overheating." I explained pausing to allow her brain to process my explanation "So explain what is this kill you speak off?" I questioned once more.

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Due to the unpredictable behavour of Ar 1034 it is order by the founders of the ***** company declare that Ar 1034 memories of the incident shall be erased and replaced with articifal memories. Any attempts to return Ar 1034 memories would lead to a fine of 100,000,000 and shall be placed in jail for 12 years.