I wake up, then get dressed. While I brush my teeth, Mom comes up with great news.
“School’s canceled again,” Mom told me.
I jump up in excitement, but Mom interrupts. “Honey, don’t you know why?” Mom asked.
“No,” I replied.
“Remember what we saw on the TV last night?”
I think back to yesterday. I don’t remember it, but I vaguely remember a large, alien spacecraft in the air.
“Was it the spaceship?” I asked.
Mom nods her head, sobbing.
Now I remember. There was a robotic voice telling us to “surrender our colony” or we would have our planet destroyed. The government officials said we would get picked up on busses and taken to the craft, so the whole world wouldn’t die because of our actions.
“I refuse to get on that bus,” I yell.
“Son,” Dad said, “It’s not your choice.”
I didn’t listen. I ran back home. Back to safety. The aliens aren’t going to invade the house or anything.
A few hours later, I realize I should have gone on that bus. Why? Well I pretty much had a heart attack when the door vaporized. An adult-sized robot walks inside, and begins searching for me. I hide under a table, but that seems to do no good. The robot notices me, and shoots a blast of light my direction.
I didn’t die, but I was about to. My arm got vaporized, and, man, do you not want to know how that felt. I run to the robot and kick it. He has a firm grip on his blaster, but I pull it free from his hand. I point the weapon at the robot, and it’s red eyes become a flashing yellow. An alarm noise goes off. I know I’m due for some trouble.
Chapter 1 - Bronze
I wake up with a throbbing pain in the back of my head. I guess it makes sense, because I was sleeping on a metal chair. I hear a voice. Not a usual voice, more of a - well - robotic voice.
“He’s done rebooting,” I hear it say.
“Rebooting?” I ask.
Suddenly, two blue, sword-wielding nearly slitting my throat. “Please restrain from communicating.”
The same robotic voice says, “So why did you bring this human for inspection?”
Another voice replied, “He nearly destroyed a Mark Three Rifle-Bot. He didn’t use any weapons either, and had an entire arm destroyed.”
Both robots are silent.
“Send him to the arena. Let’s see what Analysis Bot thinks,” the first robot says.
These alien guys have no respect for humans. My body was dragged across the floor! I arrived at some sort of announcing room for a stadium. I wonder what this was for. In the announcing room, there were two robots. One was a normal red robot, and another was a green box on the table.
The robot who talked about me said, “This is the human we told you about.”
The box robot examined me for a while, then said, “He is ready. He is ready for the Danger Zone. Get him a robot.”
Well, maybe these aliens aren’t ruthless beasts after all. They’re giving me a robot, and probably a really cool room to go along with it! Now all I need is a new arm, and I’ll be all set.
When I thought I was being taken to my personal room to receive a robot, I was being taken to a sort of surgery room. At least my robot was there! Obviously I was going to get surgery, but what for? Maybe a piece of cool alien technology, maybe a cool alien body, maybe I’ll get my arm back!
The surgery began, and I was sort of excited, sort of worried. The excitement instantly disappeared when the crane for the surgery rolled over my forehead. Then it clicked.
“Hey! Are you taking out my brain?” I yelled at the robot performing the surgery.
“Remain silent, human.”
“Why are you doing this? What will you do with my-”
Good news and bad news: I got my robot, which is great and all, but I am the robot. And when I awoke to my robot body being assembled above a conveyor belt, I knew I was in for a surprise. I received a sword, and something told me that even touching the sword’s blade would kill me.
I was pushed towards an elevator, then taken right up to that arena stadium I saw earlier. This time there were three blue robots with swords. I knew what I had to do, but I was hesitant to do it. The robots ran towards me.
The red announcer robot said, “The human is refusing to fight!”
Then the crowd went wild, shouting things like,
“Move on to the next robot!”
“It doesn’t know how to entertain us!”
“This robot’s human must have been an idiot!”
That last one made me mad. I ran towards the first robot and used the sword to chop the robot up. This sword was powerful. I quickly chopped through the other robots. Then I look back to the elevator. I guess I was supposed to go back to the elevator.
I stepped onto the elevator, and to my surprise, nothing happened.
After a while, the green box robot said, “It appears we are having some technical difficulties. We will be back when the problem is fixed.”
Chapter 2 - Technical Difficulties [SNEAK PEAK]
Because the arena wasn’t working, I was put into a storage room with broken robots. It was really lonely in here. I assumed I would be here for a long time, so I pushed aside some robots to make a place to lie down. I found a sticky note. I read it aloud.
After reading it, a door opened up in the wall. I went into the door, to find what appeared to be a secret hideout.