//Year 2040//
[Sierra Nevadas, Fresno, California]<<<Click sounds>>> krrr krr krr krr krr krr "Do you have eyes on it?"...the trembling voice of a soldier muttered in the silence of the gross dark night in Sequoia National Forest located at the southernmost end of the Sierra Nevadas. "No boss, but Ricky too is dead! I can't see shit, captain!" The fainting voice of his teammate echoed with just a whisper as the leaves of the trees and grasses fluttered in the cold wind around them.... "I thought I saw it just now! That shit is invincible sometimes... I'm out of ammo..." Another soldier who was already jittering and full of fear kept sputtering until he was told to be quiet..."Shush! Stay frosty!" The captain ordered. "Ahhhhh... argh... aahhhh!" The soldier who was jittering screamed in anguish and his voice died out in the midst of the darkness as an alien's blade pierced through his left thigh and dragged him away from the rest of his teammates... Rat tat tat tat boom boom boom boom pew pew pew pew ra tata ta ta tat boom!... [Heavy gunfire].... Aliens clicking noises... Glittering blue fluids in the dark like blood, definitely from a wounded alien, dripping on the captain's left shoulder..."Look up, captain, behind you!" A soldier shrilled, alerting the captain who was right in front of him a minute after they ceased-fire. "Ahh!" The captain's voice was choked immediately, groaning in pain as blood rolled down his eyes and gushed out of his mouth because of an elongated two-edged blade which penetrated his helmet from up above him, running straight down his throat. His death was horrifying, terrifying the remaining four soldiers with him, they lost confidence until they were all dead... [Gunshots] <<<Screams bloody murder>>> [howling in anguish]//Year 2040// [Hanford, California]...Gloomy day ~ Cracky noises..."Wow!"The excited shrilling voice of a teenager, eighteen years old, echoed so loud his father, Winston Gray, had to run upstairs to check on him to know if he's fine. "Gabriel... Are you okay in there? Open up.""I'm fine dad! Buzz off!" He exclaimed twice without opening the door. He is definitely not happy with his dad for a reason. "Um... Okay, I'm going to work now, just let me know if you need anything. And take good care of yourself for me. You're all I've got!" Winston Gray asserted passionately and waited for a second to see if he could get a response or something, but Gabriel Gray never said a word afterwards, until he left. "Hello, Optimus. Can you hear me?" Gabriel asked inaudibly, squinting his eyes to see if the blue light could be steady inside the spherical eyes of his newly constructed robot which kept beeping and squeaking. No part of its joint could move yet, and the skeletal rods were all still exposed you can literally touch the multiple wires which ran from all parts of its body to the head at the back, attached like nerves. The scary thing about this robot was the powered octet reactor in its chest — a fusion type of power source featuring palladium. Gabriel was sensitive enough to continuously avoid the octet reactor in Optimus' chest because it has shocked him once and it wasn't funny at all. He stole the octet reactor from his uncle's shop and ever since, he has been feeling a sense of guilt because that was the most costliest thing in Mr. Wyman's shop. Mr. Wyman kept looking for the octet reactor of course, but gave up after three months of search to no avail. Meanwhile, here was the octet reactor, powering the entire configured devices assembled and mounted in one robot. "Ssshiii... Zzzz! Yap... Yes I can hear you." Optimus bleeped. The minute Gabriel heard Optimus speak, his eyes dilated in surprise and he leaped out of excitement... "Yes!!!" He screamed and turned three sixty degrees with hands stretched wide and back again to face the robot which remained static. He sat down slowly again, trying to calm his nerves and focus on initiating a conversation with the five feet tall robot that was still seated in front of him. "You look very much excited master Gab, why..." Optimus was yet to finish it's statement when all of a sudden, its internal circuits sparked causing it to shutdown. "Shit shit shit! Not again, Optimus, come on!" Gabriel exclaimed with frustrating gestures. He pushed the chair on which the robot sat with his left leg towards the wall and got up angrily from his seat. All he wanted was to build his own robot with which he could use to defend himself against the guys bullying him in the neighborhood, but the more he tried the more he failed, though he had applied everything he has been observing his uncle do at the shop. He was confident that the challenge was the processor in the middle of the robot head not being able to bear the charge coming from the chip all along, but right now, he no longer can tell what else he could do to stop the reoccurring spark because he had gladly merged two processors in the machine, yet nothing seems to be working. Frustratingly, he walked out of his room and slammed the door without being mindful of the picture he hung on his door which fell the second he became aggressive. He kept blaming his dad for not supporting him financially in the project he was working on and felt his dad was being mean to him by asking him to focus on his financial course instead of allowing him do what he wanted in the mechanical field, adding that creating robots won't pay the bills. His dad, Winston Gray is a business man and he is so careful to keep his son away from the line of business his own brother chose, believing that doing business earns more than creating machines that may not even sell. "Hey, dickhead! Dickhead!" One of his friends in the neighborhood yelled at him from afar the minute all his friends saw him coming out of his house, but he ignored him and hastened up to leave the compound because he knew they were all going to mock him again for not being able to beat up a member of their rival gang the previous night. It has been a concern to him that his physical weakness was bringing shame to him and his friends have made him a target of bullying because he seem powerless. He drove off in one of his dad's car that has been serviced about an hundred times and when he drove past the compound where his friends where, he could literally see them laughing at him to scorn. "I hate my life! I wish I could just live in a world of absolute peace!" Gabriel cried out the moment he arrived at a solitary place: a vast expanse of land having no human habitations whatsoever, almost arid with harsh wind raising dust particles to make the little grasses seldom noticable. He sat down on a fragment of rock westward and began to cry and sob deeply when all of a sudden, he felt dizzy, light-headed and could not feel his skin anymore. At first, it did not dawn on him that he was out of the natural realm until he saw himself rising up from the rock on which he sat, with an unusual strength and noticing that everything around him was gone and overshadowed with visible spectrum except the ground whereupon he stood. ... where am I? Where is my car?... He pondered but not for long. Something else caught his attention the moment he looked up to see one like a star descending from heaven with great speed as of light, the earth shook before it landed."Christ! What is that!" Gabriel exclaimed aloud, stepping a little closer to see for himself because where strange star landed was covered with white smoke he could not see anything. The closer he got, the clearer it became and before him stood the form of a man whose countenance was bright as though it were a light bulb. «Come no further, Gab. Make no further approach towards me» A voice spoke from within the confines of the bright shining image of light, echoing in the wind like sound waves traveling in a medium of silence, full of resonance. The minute Gabriel removed his hands from his face which he covered due to the brightness of the star's countenance, he had a clearer view of the image in front of him and as astonished as anyone could be, he asked immediately, knowing it was an angel, based on it's appearance having wings. "Wait a minute, wow! How did you know my name?" Gabriel shivered in surprise the second he heard his name mentioned. The angel observed a minute silence
"O my goodness, this is not happening... Is this really happening? It can't be! O my gosh!" Gabriel mumbled as he drove off immediately on high speed heading back home to Briston street in Hanford. [Screeching sounds] "Why the f*ck is he driving roughly?" A friend of his asked the rest of them in the group when they saw him riding back home recklessly. "If you ask me, I don't know, Shelley. C'mon, guys, let's go check on our dude, know if he's alright. He doesn't seem okay." The leader of the group replied, dipping his hands in his hood pocket as he led the way. "You're right, Lancelot." Freeman added as all six of them walked towards Gabriel's compound who had already gone inside the house the minute he parked the car upon arrival. "Gabriel! We know you're in there. C'mon, open up!" Lancelot yelled authoritatively after banging on the door for three minutes to no avail. "He should have responded by now." Bell said. "I don't think this dude is okay. Let's go. Maybe check up on
“Gabriel! Are you alright?” Mr. Winston Gray asked the minute he heard his son scream. “I’m alright! I’m okay, dad.” Gabriel replied audibly on hearing his dad’s voice echo from all the way down… Winston Gray wondered why his son has been acting strange for the past three days now, though he seldom spend much time with him because he felt the teenager was matured enough to look after himself. “I hope you are, Gabriel! Hey, I am on my way to work already. I made oat for you already and have toasted your bread in the kitchen; you can have breakfast whenever you feel hungry…” Winston kept muttering until he saw Gabriel walking down the stairs to meet him with a bright smile filled with ecstasy. “Morning, Dad.” Gabriel greeted. The melody in his voice made his dad smile back at him and wondered why he was that aglow facially. It’s been a long time he saw Gabriel so happy, he quickly asked,“Morning, Gab. You look happy, is there something you need to be telling me right now?” Winston
"Is that really Gabriel Gray my boy?" Mr. Wyman asked the moment he saw Gabriel walk into his shop. He left the buyer he was talking to and went to meet Gabriel because it's been three weeks since he last saw Gabriel. Mr. Wyman loves Gabriel a lot he somehow believed that Gabriel would succeed him inasmuch he has passion for robotics and has shown great interest in learning than anyone of his students. Mr. Wyman had trained about seven students but none of them really wanted to learn than Gabriel who never even had to enroll in the lessons: they were all after the certificate from Wyman's company. "Yes, uncle Wyman. Good morning. I came to see you for something very urgent and important." Gabriel started talking before Mr. Wyman embraced him. "What is it? You look troubled, I can tell." He examined Gabriel immediately after embracing him, whilst his hands was still on his nephew's shoulders. "I need you to tell me what to do to stop the spark I normally experience whenever I am abo
Gabriel was all alone in the basement and though he was really tired at first, yet the excitement to see to Optimus creation, made him stay awake, working tirelessly and deploying all necessary steps as he has been taught by his uncle, Wyman, to see that Optimus exist. As he kept assembling all devices, he kept upgrading and re-modifying his previous updates in his system program which he had written for the smooth running of Optimus intellectuality. When he successfully assembled the internal devices and achieved end-to-end connections, he began to encrypt the five thousand motion tactics he installed, including combat and transformation tactics among others to ensure that nothing was lacking and that it could not be recreated elsewhere. Then he took the flash drive and duplicated, installing all content into three different chips and binding them within three portions of the robots brain, in places where it would be impossible to locate except he should show it to whoever he wanted
"Shhh... Follow me closely, let's go check it out." Gabriel uttered in a hurry and led the way as they climbed up the stairs that leads to the passage that is inside the house, and when they entered the sitting room, they opened the window curtains slowly and peeped through to see for themselves but the noise of the gunshots seems to have travelled far from the vicinity. Gabriel closed the curtain and stared right into her eyes — she had a dark brown almond shaped eyes which was a perfect match for her straight nose and round lips. Her side-swept long bangs also made her soft-angled eyebrows speak of a beautiful beyond description. And as she stared back, she was persuaded to believe that he was not afraid and that she was going to be safe with him. She admired his well trimmed beards which made his pointed roman-like nose much cute than when she last saw it, but she never seem to take her eyes off his thin lips, though his charming close set eyes were enough to make her love him mor
Ping! The system completed the boot process, reaching hundred percent in total. The minute it completed, Gabriel took his eyes off the screen of his laptop to look at Optimus with believes that it should have powered up or responded but there was nothing: no sign of anything turning on, unlike before when it did come alive. Madison glanced at Gabriel from time to time while looking at the robot with hopes too; despite the fact that she has not seen the robot power up at anytime, though Gabriel do tell her that he had seen it happen thrice. "Gabriel, now what?" She asked because she was beginning to get nervous and uncomfortable with the silence. "I don't know. I have tried everything and have applied everything Mr. Wyman showed me yesterday. I believe I have corrected the previous errors. At least it should have shown a sign or something, shit!" Gabriel sputtered showing signs of frustration but she placed her left arm on his shoulders to ensure he does not escalate in anger. "Ca
– [Ten minutes earlier] –...song humming... Madison kept staring at the lifeless robot and admiring it's form while making some melodious notes in her vocals. The head of Optimus had a spherical shape but it's face mask looks rectangular, coupled with ears made of steel but these have internal antennas having multiple functions according to Gabriel's already installed program. The ears were pointed backwards like that of a fairy and the entire parts of its body patterned like a man but robotically cylindrical at the abdomen, hexagonally prismal along its arms and legs, having a resemblance like diamond on its chest region with each part linking to another of apparent length as a humans body could be. The gold titanium alloys covered a greater part of its chest, the mask on its face, arms, thigh and feet, whereas, it's forehead and the rest part were made of silver titanium alloys: a perfect image of a man and indented creativity. Madison kept admiring the designs and feeling very