Free Fiction Friday: One Thousand Eyes

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Creating a monster was easy when you were surrounded by them.

Kelby’s robots weren’t monsters until now. But his lovers Braxton and Dawson had played Kelby like a fool until they abandoned him for each other.

Now Kelby had to figure out how to go on with his life now that his lovers had torn his heart out.

And he had to decide what to do with the monster lurking in his lab.

One Thousand Eyes

By Meyari McFarland

Kelby rolled the eye in the palm of his hands. It was cold. Hard and heavy for its size. The iris was bright blue the color of the summer sky just after dawn. Near the iris there were deep blue lines radiating outwards like a sunburst. Around the outer curve of the eye were fine red lines, veins. On the back a small lump, yellowish compared to the sclera, marked the registration mark that would fit the eye into its socket and keep it in place. Looking at it this way you couldn’t see the circuitry that made it work.

He set that eye down, picked up a green one that the factory had turned into a beautiful two-tone piece of art. The top was leaf green, bright and clear, while the bottom was a green so dark it was almost black. Lovely. Expressive.

Not what he needed.

They were all too alive, too real, too much like what you’d see in a human’s face. Kelby needed something that said ‘not human’, ‘not alive’, ‘dangerous’ and that wasn’t something that was easy to find. Eyes were always the windows to the soul and when you wanted to create a monster’s soul you needed eyes that no one had seen before. Or that they’d seen in nightmares and promptly tried to forget as they turned on all the lights, put on music and made stout tea to keep the dreams away.

The robot sat quiet on its chair, waiting for Kelby. It would wait. It had to. The brain had yet to be turned on. He’d not even initialized the thing yet. No point to it when Kelby hadn’t finished constructing its body. Half completed robots never did adjust to their full bodies. He’d had to destroy half a dozen before he realized that systems checks needed to be slaved to the body instead of run through the new AI.

Still, it was beautiful, in its own way. He’d chosen to custom paint the outer skin. Close to the torso, the bot had shimmering black skin that shimmered like a puddle of machine oil that had just been disturbed. Its fingers, long, skeletal, tipped with needle-sharp claws, were strong enough that the robot would be able to pick up and tear apart bots twice its size. That had taken work but Kelby didn’t mind. Monsters needed their fearsome claws.

So did he.

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About meyari

I am a writer of erotica, science fiction and fantasy. I've been writing for years but have just sold my first erotica novel and am working on self-publishing my non-erotica. I love sewing, collecting dolls, reading, and a great many crafts that I no longer have time to do. I've been happily married to my husband for 20 years.
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