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The Cyber Eagles: Ch.1
It was near dawn with the sky taking on the slight tone of blue from the approaching sunlight. Shadow Shore had many things to be proud of. Its haunted attractions, mixed architecture, and the air of prosperity and adventures that lingered around every corner of its skyscrapers.
However, like any other city, this one has its vices. One of them was the morning smog that traveled from the many factories, creating a thick fog that fortunately lasted only a brief period.
As it coated alleyways, something was slithering through the hidden backways. It resembled that of a spider, except it was larger and its shiny skin reflected the street lamps overhead.
The creature made its way to the street, not without first checking for any citizens. Once it was confirmed that a soul wasn't in sight, the spider crawled alongside the buildings, avoiding the sidewalk in case it happened to come across someone.
It didn't take long for it to spot its target destination. Even with the thick smog, it could spot the white interior of the Cyber-Palace, another one of the city's popular locations. The company was built for the advancement of technology, and soon became one of the world's leaders in advanced technological protection.
The creature glared a deep red, its vision obscured with one word. One goal.
Destroy.
It fell to the ground, its mechanical legs catching a footing, before sprinting at rabbit speed towards the building. Two phrases flash rapidly: destroy and liberty. The phrases were soon replaced with a timer that started at 20 but descended fast. Before it could reach the front gates, a street had to be crossed.
The creature was nearly there. Just a few more paces, and just when the timer reaches zero, the illuminated pale lights of the Cyber-palace will be replaced with orange and black.
Before one of its legs could touch the sidewalk, a pair of headlights emerged from the smog.
It was a semi-truck, probably coming from one of the factories, and certainly didn't stop in time to avoid hitting the spider. Pieces of metal broke off as it was sent flying through the air, and landed with a loud crash on top of a car. Luckily, nobody was inside it, as the metal crushed around the bot, trapping it. It squirmed to free itself, but it was of no use. The timer continued counting down, only five seconds away.
It looked around to spot a crowd of people looking onward at the crushed car, taking photos and chatting among themselves. It must have been a morning rush, as the street was busy with cars and people surrounding it. Unfortunately, there wasn't a way to warn them of their fate. Not a single beep could scare them off.
Soon, the counter reached one.
…
At The Cyber-palace, Director Harold Benton was clocking in for work that day, hours before the morning cleanup crew arrived. After having each of his fingerprints scanned, and a sample of his dark hair taken for a quick confirmation, he was allowed entrance into the center. The walls came alive with a navy glare, giving Benton's brown skin a bluish hue as if his skin was consuming the light.
Entering his office, a dark circular room with large, tinted windows showcasing the pre-dawn sky, he took a seat behind his desk and...
However, like any other city, this one has its vices. One of them was the morning smog that traveled from the many factories, creating a thick fog that fortunately lasted only a brief period.
As it coated alleyways, something was slithering through the hidden backways. It resembled that of a spider, except it was larger and its shiny skin reflected the street lamps overhead.
The creature made its way to the street, not without first checking for any citizens. Once it was confirmed that a soul wasn't in sight, the spider crawled alongside the buildings, avoiding the sidewalk in case it happened to come across someone.
It didn't take long for it to spot its target destination. Even with the thick smog, it could spot the white interior of the Cyber-Palace, another one of the city's popular locations. The company was built for the advancement of technology, and soon became one of the world's leaders in advanced technological protection.
The creature glared a deep red, its vision obscured with one word. One goal.
Destroy.
It fell to the ground, its mechanical legs catching a footing, before sprinting at rabbit speed towards the building. Two phrases flash rapidly: destroy and liberty. The phrases were soon replaced with a timer that started at 20 but descended fast. Before it could reach the front gates, a street had to be crossed.
The creature was nearly there. Just a few more paces, and just when the timer reaches zero, the illuminated pale lights of the Cyber-palace will be replaced with orange and black.
Before one of its legs could touch the sidewalk, a pair of headlights emerged from the smog.
It was a semi-truck, probably coming from one of the factories, and certainly didn't stop in time to avoid hitting the spider. Pieces of metal broke off as it was sent flying through the air, and landed with a loud crash on top of a car. Luckily, nobody was inside it, as the metal crushed around the bot, trapping it. It squirmed to free itself, but it was of no use. The timer continued counting down, only five seconds away.
It looked around to spot a crowd of people looking onward at the crushed car, taking photos and chatting among themselves. It must have been a morning rush, as the street was busy with cars and people surrounding it. Unfortunately, there wasn't a way to warn them of their fate. Not a single beep could scare them off.
Soon, the counter reached one.
…
At The Cyber-palace, Director Harold Benton was clocking in for work that day, hours before the morning cleanup crew arrived. After having each of his fingerprints scanned, and a sample of his dark hair taken for a quick confirmation, he was allowed entrance into the center. The walls came alive with a navy glare, giving Benton's brown skin a bluish hue as if his skin was consuming the light.
Entering his office, a dark circular room with large, tinted windows showcasing the pre-dawn sky, he took a seat behind his desk and...
