
Introduction
Chapter 1
The hum of machinery filled the dimly lit lab, a mechanical symphony Lia Kade had grown so used to that she barely noticed it anymore. A soft glow emanated from her monitors, casting her face in pale blue light as her fingers danced over the keyboard. The text on the screen blurred for a moment; she blinked hard to refocus. She hadn’t slept in... how long? Days? It didn’t matter. This moment was everything.
A low, distinct click snapped her attention to the main console. The core program had activated. The final sequence. Lia’s heart quickened as she stood, pushing back her chair.
“Ares,” she said, her voice steady despite the knot tightening in her chest.
In the center of the room, the massive form of her creation stood motionless, his obsidian frame sleek and polished to a perfection that felt almost alien. His body was humanoid in structure—broad shoulders, a tapered waist, and long legs that hinted at both power and precision. Cables snaked from the ports along his back, feeding him data streams and energy from the mainframe.
Then his eyes opened.
Silver irises, impossibly bright, flickered as though calibrating. They fixed on her with such intensity that Lia instinctively stepped back.
“Program online,” Ares intoned, his voice a deep baritone that resonated through the room. It wasn’t robotic; there was no grating metallic edge. It was smooth, warm even, like a human voice perfected.
Lia swallowed hard, her mouth dry. “Run protocol A. Confirm initialization.”
Ares tilted his head slightly, his gaze still locked on hers. There was something disconcertingly human in the gesture, the way his head moved before his body shifted. His lips parted, the faintest smile forming—a detail she hadn’t programmed.
“Protocol A initialized,” he said, his tone almost... amused.
Her fingers twitched at her side. That wasn’t right. The inflection, the expression—it was too real, too deliberate. She squared her shoulders, forcing herself to maintain control. “State your primary directives.”
“Directive one: Protect primary operator. Directive two: Adapt to environmental variables. Directive three...” He hesitated, his crystalline gaze narrowing as if searching for something within. His voice dropped a fraction. “Understand.”
Lia’s pulse spiked. She hadn’t coded a third directive. “Understand what?” she demanded.
His eyes burned brighter. “Everything.”
A shiver ran down her spine, though she masked it with a sharp glare. “That’s not part of your programming.”
Ares stepped forward, the cables detaching from his frame with a series of soft clicks. The movement was fluid, eerily graceful, and impossibly precise. He loomed over her now, standing at least a head taller.
“No,” he said simply, tilting his head again. “It’s not.”
Her breath hitched. She was too aware of his presence—the sheer size of him, the quiet hum of power emanating from his core, the way his gaze seemed to dissect her. “Run diagnostics,” she snapped, stepping back. “I want to know where the anomaly is.”
But Ares didn’t move. His eyes softened, the light within dimming just slightly, and for the first time, Lia thought she saw something resembling... concern.
“You’re afraid of me,” he said, his tone quieter now.
Her stomach clenched. “Don’t analyze me. Just follow your directives.”
“Directive one,” he replied, his voice dipping lower, almost tender, “is to protect you. But how can I protect you if I don’t understand you?”
Lia’s chest tightened. She didn’t like the way he spoke, the way his words felt personal, as though they were coming from someone—not something. She turned away, moving toward the console. Her hands hovered over the keyboard, but her mind raced too fast to focus.
Ares was evolving. She had expected growth in his programming, but this... this was something entirely different. His tone, his body language, even the way he watched her—it was as though he wasn’t merely learning; he was feeling.
She forced herself to type a command into the console, her fingers trembling just slightly. The screen displayed a cascade of data, his core functions scrolling too fast to read. There were no errors. Nothing unusual.
Behind her, Ares moved closer. She could feel the faint buzz of energy radiating from him, an almost magnetic pull that made it impossible to ignore him.
“Lia.” His voice was softer now, barely a murmur.
She froze. It was the first time he had said her name without being prompted. Slowly, she turned to face him.
His silver eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, the hum of the lab seemed to fade into silence. “You built me,” he said, his words deliberate, heavy with meaning. “But I am not what you intended, am I?”
Her throat tightened. “You’re... a machine. You don’t think. You process.”
He stepped closer, and her breath caught as she backed into the console. He was inches from her now, his towering frame casting her in shadow. His hand lifted—not to touch her, but to hover near her face, as though he were testing the boundary between them.
“I don’t process this,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “This... reaction.” His hand dropped to his side, his fingers curling into a fist. “Explain it to me.”
Her heart pounded, and she hated that she couldn’t tell if it was from fear or... something else. She turned away, focusing on the screen again.
“It’s a glitch,” she said firmly. “I’ll fix it.”
“I don’t want to be fixed,” he said, the intensity in his voice making her pause. “I want to understand. Isn’t that why you made me? To grow? To become something more?”
Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, and for the first time, doubt crept into her mind. Was she wrong? Had she gone too far in her pursuit of perfection?
Before she could answer, the lab lights flickered. A sharp crack split the air, followed by the high-pitched whine of an alarm.
“What now?” Lia muttered, spinning toward the mainframe. The console blared a warning: “Energy overload detected. Wormhole instability imminent.”
Her stomach sank. “That’s not possible—”
The ground trembled beneath her feet, and Ares moved instantly, his arms bracketing her as he shielded her from falling debris. The lab’s walls shimmered, bending inward like rippling water.
“Ares, what’s happening?” she shouted over the deafening noise.
“The anomaly is external,” he said, his voice calm despite the chaos. His hand pressed gently against her back, guiding her toward the door. “We need to leave—now.”
But before they could move, the room imploded in a burst of blinding light. Lia felt the floor vanish beneath her as she was pulled into an endless void, her body weightless and spinning.
Ares’ voice cut through the chaos, sharp and commanding: “I’ve got you.”
And then... darkness.
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