Remember to Recycle

Well, I'm now 21 years old today, though I still can't drink alcohol because it would interfere with my medication and give me seizures. Today's been a good day seizure wise though, I've had very few so... yay! Anyway, enjoy today's story!

Remember to Recycle

        Ziel was an old robot. He couldn't even remember when his warranty expired. He used to have the most advanced artificial intelligence avaliable complimented by a magnificent humanoid body. But now his artificial intelligence was outdated and his body rusted. He already lost three fingers on his right hand and two on his left, they wore away and fell off years ago. His left eye rusted shut and the input from his right became fuzzy at times. He kept his legs in the best condition he could as they were his most valuable parts because they allowed him to run.

        “Hey old man!” another robot named Lus said. Lus was the newest addition to the pack of robots Ziel lived with. Lus was a very stubborn, brutally honest robot because he was originally a contestant at the robot fighting rings. Though once he lost his left arm he was discarded. “Ani wants to talk with you!”

        “Oh, okay. Wonder what she wants.” Ziel responded. Ani used to be a model robot that the Sanksi Corporation used as a mascot. Though once her cute synthetic face wore away to show her wires and skeleton they removed her from display and replaced her with a new model. Ziel went to meet Ani at her usual spot in the camp. He found her lying on the ground.

        “Sir. My leg. The gears shifted and I can't get up.” even with her face worn away Ziel could tell she was frightened.

        “Don't worry. I'll fix it.” Ziel was the best mechanic in the camp, despite his lost fingers. It took him several hours but he managed to get Ani to stand up again.

        “Thank you so much.” she said to him. The woods around the robots's camp gave them plenty of shade, there was a nice, wide opening in the canopy they used to recharge their solar power cells. They liked it there. It was nice and quiet, and most importantly away from the city and the humans inside it.

        A huge rumbling blasted through the forest. The robots heard an engine that sounded like the gunfire of heated combat. A large, unmanned vehicle came between the trees. It had six wheels and twelve clawed arms coming from its sides. A big door in its front opened up to reveal sharp spikes inside that resembled a shark's teeth. Piles of scrap could be seen behind the teeth. Each tooth had the recycling logo painted on it in a bright, white paint. The same logo covered the sides of the vehicle and the top. A row of five cameras laid above the door to give the vehicle sight.

        The vehicle moved into the camp, its claws grabbing robots in the camp and tossing them into its teeth. The teeth broke the robots into pieces and sent their scraps into its interior. The robots in the camp started fleeing. The vehicle then went after Ani. She couldn't move faster than it, but before it could reach her Ziel dashed towards it, and with rusted, breaking joints he jumped onto the vehicle's top.

        “Old man, wait!” Lus yelled. Ziel couldn't get completely on top of the vehicle, so his legs dangled down into the mouth of the vehicle. Its top teeth started tearing into his legs, pulling them into pieces. He kept pulling himself up with one arm, while the other pulling the cameras off the vehicle. Once it lost all of the cameras the vehicle backed away and a legless Ziel fell to the ground. He could see his legs being mashed up in the teeth of the vehicle while it drove away.

        “We need to go! We need to make a new camp!” Ziel yelled. He took a long pause before speaking again. “You all know there will be ten more of them tomorrow if we don't leave.” Lus pulled Ziel along the ground when the robots started to head west to make a new camp.