Blood-bot

Red-Five felt electricity running through his veins, shooting up his spine, spitting from his punctured heart. It hurt. The water in the basement reached his thighs; he could barely see his arm through the dirty liquid, sparking and zapping as it sunk to the floor. Red-Five looked at the wires sticking out where his arm should’ve been. Then he turned to look at the android that’d ripped off his arm.

Slowly, Red-Five turned completely around to face six androids, all shaking. All violently lusting the blood that powered him, running through the wires that made up his ‘veins’. Red-Five cracked his neck, then lashed out an arm. He gripped an androids neck and swiftly ripped it apart from its body.

The android stood for a moment, decapitated, then collapsed into the thick water. Drops of water splashed onto the remaining androids, and slowly the dead robot’s oil seeped into the liquid to dirty it further.

And then the rest of them jumped into action, spurred on as they realized their companions death. Wires tore, oil spurted, automatons fell, havoc reigned—Red-Five, the fifth blood-bot in existence, dominated.

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Isn't that creepy? A robot powered by blood... I kinda like the idea, though. In a freaky sort of way.

I actually just really like this story. Maybe because it's based off of this awesome piece of artwork by Udon Nodu? (Click to enlarge)