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Slowly stirring I could hear clatter in the distance, my eyes too heavy to open and my limbs aching. Then I heard a voice piercing into the room. It was husky and definitely masculine. More noises invaded in as I listened closely. I could hear a man leaving the room when I could finally muster some strength. The only words I could hear from his lips were, "Another failure." Now I was wondering if he was talking about me. I'm flat on a medical table as though I'm prepared for surgery. Peering around to my surroundings I could see ample amount of machines. Some of them were hooked into me.
Tubes that entered my skin and back into the device. Leaning up quickly, I felt dizzy and regretted my decision. There was no one else around me. "It must be me," I said as I tested my voice in a low tone. A sad expression displayed on my face that no one saw. I'm not sure who or what I am. All I knew was that disappointment wasn't what I wanted to hear. Especially during my birth into the world. Flexing my fingers and moving my hands I got ready for the next step. Then I placed my legs over the table and planted them firmly. The shaky steps made me keep a hand on the object so I wouldn't fall. A few breaths were let out as I felt relieved.
My balance was good and I started to explore. First on my agenda was everything in the room. After that I wanted to adventure even further. Ignoring the icy cold floors and the thin sheet that protected my body. I could hear myself shiver a bit with my arms wrapped around myself. The only thing in my way was a large number of steps up the staircase. With a grip on the guardrail I made my way upward. I had to push the large bookcase out of the way once I climbed up. I've been in a secret hidden room. Soon I went off into this new large open area. There were steps leading up and a few doors in other directions. Not looking forward to do more climbing I decided to check the doors.
A cold breeze and the wind blasting into my face. Immediately I closed it back up.This must be the front door that lead outside. Next I checked the other door and it lead to an enormous dinning area. Surprisingly I wasn't hungry and left to see what was up the staircase. I'm not looking forward to the climb but it was the only place I didn't explore. In mid climb I saw someone making their way down. We both paused and stared at each other. Slightly flushed I couldn't keep my eyes away. There stood a man wearing a flannel shirt and dark jeans. He looked tired as though he had been up all night.
"Um hi?" I uttered out of my lips hesitantly as he stared at me. His eyes examined me thoroughly and leaving me feeling unguarded. It was like he was trying to break down all my walls. If that's the case, he was successful. My face flushed and finally looked away. Soon he stared to walk down and over to me. Being a little afraid I started to back peddle downward. My feet finally touched off the steps as I turned around. Outside was cold so I ran into the dinning room. This was certainly huge for one person. It had a long table with multiple chairs. There was also a kitchen ahead.
Without hesitating I ran inside and trapped myself. He went in and then noticed my fearful look. "My name is Mark. I'm not going to hurt you," his tone was soothing and I was wary to trust him. His slow movements were -I suppose to be- reassuring. My back was pressed into the wall as he came over to me. Once he was a few feet away he stopped. He started to examine me again as we stood there. The voice was recognizable as the one I heard before. Maybe he went down to go back to the room I was in. Now I wonder what I really was. Then questions began to pile out and he raised his hand. Mark asked me to talk more slowly. Surprisingly his voice made me relax.
"W-who am I?"
"You're my experiment. I made you because I wanted to create life."
"What do you mean? And who am I really?"
"I created you out of mechanical parts. Your a machine."
"A machine?"
"Yes."
"Why do I feel alive?"
The words hit hard and I felt confused. Peering at my hands they looked real enough. He told me he had used synthetic skin and other artificial parts to create me. I'm mostly metal but he wanted to create something that could feel real emotions. Mark had failed many times and other engineers thought he was crazy. Many people thought that he was doing this because he didn't accomplish anything great. Now a look of pure joy was in his eyes. I'm the reason he's so utterly happy. I can't deny it made me feel wonderful. I'm actually something useful and not a failure. A tear ran down my face and surprised me.
"I can't believe I succeeded."
His finger wiped strands of tear away as I noticed how close he was now. Mark would caress my face as I closed my eyes. If this was emotions then I didn't mind. My imaginary heart beats fast as he tries to comfort me. I'm not sure why water is running down my face. I'm just happy that I'm alive and have someone that cares about my existence. Soon he moved me back into the living room and sat me down. A proud look as though he was a dotting father. Mark couldn't stop saying that he was happy that he created me. I'm the reason why he was placed into the earth. He was put here to make machines feel emotions and be beyond an A.I.
He left and told me to say put. So I obediently stayed on the couch for him. Mark was taking a bit of time and I was getting bored. I got up and went up to his books. Some of them about philosophy or engineering, all the books seem boring to me. These emotions I was feeling were strong. I wonder if he made them too powerful as I felt like something was missing. When he appeared he handed me some clothes to change into. He helped me slip them on and made sure to show me how. Everything seem so new to me and yet I had the basic understandings. I've felt like I had put clothes on before even if he didn't explain.
"What's my name?"
The question lingered as he thought long and hard. I wanted something that was suitable to my existence.
"I'll call you Jack."
"Jack? Why not something that transfers out of the mouth with..." I asked but then didn't know how to finish. This seemed so human and Mark was apparently happy about this.
"I like Jack because it suits you. It's powerful and demands attention."
Wrinkling my nose as I didn't like being called that. It just didn't seem right for me. Then I started to think long and hard. Mark's name didn't suit me one bit. A voice out of nowhere in my head spoke. It was loud and demanding as it made me ask, "How about Sean?" The name was cute and I wanna say that I am. 'I'm adorable dammit' I thought with a pout. He chuckled and held onto me. In my annoyance he called me Jack and I gave in. My arms around his waist as I closed my eyes. I could hear his heartbeat when I listened.
This was a sound that my body couldn't make. I envied it as I was swept into it's sound. He finally pulled away and lead me upstairs. There was a room specially for me, if he was successful of course. So much has happened tonight and some rest sounds good to me. Grabbing my hand he opened a panel up to see my power cells. They were a bit low and I needed to get energized. My room was right next to his as he informed me. I nodded my head as he opened the door. The room was bigger than expected with all the furnishings. Mark had me lay on the bed as he plugged something into my arm.
My vision became blurry as he wished me goodnight.
In the morning it was nice and sunny. Mark was next to me since he turned me on. His smile was nice as I returned the gesture. He told me that he added a program so I would wake up automatically. Once I was fully charged I could move around. Since electricity was so expensive everything ran on solar energy. I would also require less sleep than a normal human. At night I could do whatever I wanted. I'm not really sure of what I want to do. When he left I just followed him out of the room. His maid made him some breakfast as I watched.
He made a decent living as a engineer. A few of his works actually slightly improved civilization. It was over looked since people mocked him for his strange ideas. Mark was seen as a weirdo to most. Mostly because he kept to himself and worked on his creations. I'm browsing whatever information I can find on the internet. It's not really hard for me to do as I watched him eat breakfast. The fork was brought up as he put some eggs into his mouth. I just wonder what the food would actually taste like. No information in my data base can help. Even retrieving new data didn't assist me.
My voice changes every so often. So far I haven't decided on a voice I wanted. Mark was letting me take my time with it. He was so nice and caring to me. This odd sensation would bubble up even if my emotions were a lie. All of it was programs and data. It made me sad in a way. I want to be just like Mark in every way. The only person I knew so he wasn't surprised that I grew attached. He would tease me though so we had some odd banter between us. Seems like doing a quick research on human interactions helped a bit. They had slang as well. I'm doing everything to please him.
I have to be human for Mark.
The best replication I can be. He had to do some work so I was left to do whatever. At first I was excited about it. Any game or television show I can watch. It didn't take long for me to miss him. I'm wishing constantly that he would spend time with me. I know it's a very human emotion. That fact please me but it still brought sadness. I'll have to do my best to do more research. Instead of going out to have fun. I went through a lot of source material. Learning about engineering and how to fabricate. I'm sure if anything happens to me he can fix me.
The main point was to improve myself. Maybe create new programs or eliminate any that will hinder me. I don't like to think he created anything like that. So far I have so much freedom it makes it easy for me to access information. I'm just sitting on the staircase of the entryway. The maids a little frightened of my unmoving state. In my concentration I hardly notice. I got up and sat in the middle of the floor. I'm hoping to upload more data into me. Any knowledge that existed I wanted to download. A voice pulled me from diving any deeper.
"Hey Jack. What are you doing over there?"
"U-Um. Just looking on the internet," I said sheepishly and a little embarrassed. He was smiling as I got up from the ground.
"Oh? Are you looking at porn?"
"Mark!"
I hit him playfully as he chuckled. I'm glad that he inserted some data into me. From the information I know how to be gentle. If I wanted to I could really hurt him. That's the last thing I wanted to do. My creator was the perfect human to me. Down from his smile to his mannerisms. An organism in this world that was of great importance. A mammal of a basic species. I had to stop this thought since it wasn't very human. Mark wouldn't like me thinking like one. If I wasn't human he might get rid of me. No matter what I can't disappoint him.
Mark was the only thing I have.