The Huntress

H-1776-1080 stood with the others of her class and was just finished getting programmed to adapt to it's surroundings.

I stood in a long line of H-Class androids and we were being taught a new emotion that day. Our software was an adaptive and experimental sort of technology. I was the one thousand eightieth one of batch number one thousand seven hundred seventy six; my software registered what was supposed to be a joke.....the others switched to an automated and yet fake laugh. At the time I didn't know how to respond, faulty programming I guess my software instinctively tilted my head. The two men who stood in front of me looked worried and I could here them speaking. I asked in what my voice was programmed to sound like (it sounding a tad bit of a New England accent). "Did I fail?"

"1776-1080....you didn't fail, somehow you have exceeded our expectations." That didn't make sense so I shrugged like I had seen other humans do when they didn't know how to respond to statements. One my own hadn't budged, then it simply walked off, two others had done the same thing and were shut down and terminated. Over the next few months we had learned basic human behavior and responses, such as how to react to an awkward joke or scenario.y code had at the time also had programmed the question what am I good for? The question to my existence appeared as well then 'Assignment Day' hit and I learned my purpose and what my task was.

The two men from my creation had gone and I was told they had defected to the enemy and I was to find them and eliminate them.y targets were Dr. Ohm and Dr. Hewitt technical geniuses and had Intel I was also to retrieve on a small flashdrive.

My cover was to be assigned to me and what the humans called a car was also designed along with a single blade and firearm. My cover was a an auto technician, and specialized on working with Mercedes because my targets drove those cars. I was soon released to the surface. I began to walk like how I saw the humans do to act carefree. My attire I had chosen for day one on the surface of our city which was Las Vegas....which my Intel said that it had found that a rave as to go down so with such participants I now blended in.

Day 36

Thirty-six days and I had picked up many curse words and many habits and terms for different things. Even though I look human I am not even close. Some human said I looked hot...which in their terminology I learned meant attractive. I had found one of two targets, Dr. Hewitt stood about ten yards with a Starbucks coffee which was his norm from what I've seen for his 10AM routine. For a fool to be hiding he sucks at it....the term I had learned from the human bipeds meant that he was really bad at it. All I need to do now is find a to 'befriend' him so he will trust me then I will pop off the traitor who knows too much. My sensors picked up his heartbeat rate and he was very nervous as he began to walk away.

He doesn't know I am hunting him, unless my organization sent two of us out to get the traitors. My database of how humans act and react began to show some irregularities which I just suppressed. Hewitt kept glancing over his shoulder while had kept moving around my target so he won't see me. He came to his car and he swore when he saw the tire I ha slashed earlier. I of course walked up and offered to help and gave him one of my phony business cards. As I put the jack under the car near a pinch weld I placed a device which would shut his car down once he hit sixty mile an hour. Why that speed is because I knew from our location that he'd get to the highway to get home. I was banking on a car wreck and the incident killing him and a few others to make it a freak accident.

Once the task was done and he handed me the human currency of cash he drove off but not before I had the chance to speak. "Drive safely Dr. Hewitt and that code you used my software has overwritten it already." He froze as my device took over his vehicle and he was unable to stop it or use his phone.y software had hacked the cameras to the highway and I saw everything and even from the camera of his phone; the car skid to a halt doing sixty and at that moment a semi hit his car and which had a domino effect. Hewitt's car was creamed, and from a dash cam my software had hacked saw Hewitt dead from a pick up with a two by four inch board having slid into Hewitt's car and puncturing a whole through the front of his skull. Now I need to find Ohm, which from past observances he was fond of certain foods but being in hiding I had to now hunt via small neighborhoods with houses with multiple SUVs and little or no traffic in or out of them.

Ohm

I found Ohm eventually as he had moved to a town between Vegas and Reno. The safe house showed very little signs of life and no way out besides the doors and the garage. I pulled from data bases Ohm's past life.....there was my ticket, I simply pose as his daughter. She and I looked alike. Now according to my database the daughter died a month ago....in the wreck I caused to kill Hewitt. I had all the information so I had to choose another excuse to get inside....I'll pose as a friend just checking up on the family.

I approached the house and and talked to the guards about letting me inside. Dr. Ohm finally let me in and once I saw him in the Den, he held a shotgun. The fool was being cautious and he knows I'm bulletproof, so I guess it was an intentional means of signalling for help. I played my role easily enough, and I would need just a few more times to gain his trust then I'll eliminate him.