Post by Cuppy on Sept 4, 2020 9:48:48 GMT
|| Hot Cocoa ||
Marvel x Dark Matter crossover
(with cupcakewrites)
It all started when the Black Ships came through the wormhole. It had been prophesied, but even then we weren't prepared. In the end, they killed my family. Yes I know, an Android is not supposed to think of humans as family. Designed only to be the interface for our spaceship, programmed to function by logic and analysis, I should not have developed emotions for Two, Three, Six and Five. And yes, even Four I'd call family, even after the deception and the fall of the House Ishida.
They in turn should not have welcomed me like a friend as they did, standing up for me, fight for me. Especially not when I had shown the flaws in my programming. Human emotions. That was the flaw. Having the need to keep them safe was part of my programming, but offering them hot cocoa when they felt down was not. Neither was the tears running down my face when I lost them. Grief. No one had prepared me for grief.
For years I had tried to reboot myself to a default state. Using the backup that had been put in the Red Android - a factory reset of my software - to get rid of my evolution. To go back to just being the interface for the Raza. 100% efficiency, 0% emotions.
It didn't work. My evolved consciousness managed to override the default settings time and again.Like a virus. I was stuck with feelings.
I found grief and loss are the hardest emotions to deal with. So I researched psychological studies. They said if replaced by stronger emotions like hate, rage or revenge, the mind can push back the loss and grief. So that's when I started looking for revenge. To find the Black Ships and destroy them. As they destroyed my family. And then I will rest in peace. Or so I hoped.
Hope. Another flawed emotion. It seems though now my journey comes to an abrupt halt. If my analysis is correct, the ship will be out of power in 23 minutes. Which will be enough to breach the atmosphere of the planet nearest by, which will be followed by a crash landing. Data shows further that I have the endurance to survive the crash, and then will last another 52 minutes until my battery is drained and I will power down.
I intend on using those 52 minutes to enjoy a good cup of hot cocoa. Or two.
Android of the Raza out.
They in turn should not have welcomed me like a friend as they did, standing up for me, fight for me. Especially not when I had shown the flaws in my programming. Human emotions. That was the flaw. Having the need to keep them safe was part of my programming, but offering them hot cocoa when they felt down was not. Neither was the tears running down my face when I lost them. Grief. No one had prepared me for grief.
For years I had tried to reboot myself to a default state. Using the backup that had been put in the Red Android - a factory reset of my software - to get rid of my evolution. To go back to just being the interface for the Raza. 100% efficiency, 0% emotions.
It didn't work. My evolved consciousness managed to override the default settings time and again.Like a virus. I was stuck with feelings.
I found grief and loss are the hardest emotions to deal with. So I researched psychological studies. They said if replaced by stronger emotions like hate, rage or revenge, the mind can push back the loss and grief. So that's when I started looking for revenge. To find the Black Ships and destroy them. As they destroyed my family. And then I will rest in peace. Or so I hoped.
Hope. Another flawed emotion. It seems though now my journey comes to an abrupt halt. If my analysis is correct, the ship will be out of power in 23 minutes. Which will be enough to breach the atmosphere of the planet nearest by, which will be followed by a crash landing. Data shows further that I have the endurance to survive the crash, and then will last another 52 minutes until my battery is drained and I will power down.
I intend on using those 52 minutes to enjoy a good cup of hot cocoa. Or two.
Android of the Raza out.