Mark pov

I held onto his hand a few moments longer than I shouldve, I couldn't help it, I got lost in the feeling of a human touch. I quickly let go seeing that he was getting uncomfortable.
"S-so uh... how were you able to overcome the gas?" I saw his body tense up a bit when I asked that.
"Well... that's uh..." he stutters, this is obviously a pressing subject.
"Its ok, you don't have to answer that," his posture relaxes a small bit. I smile to myself, I hope he doesn't leave me alone.
"So will I be able to have the pleasure of seeing your face?" I almost slap myself for asking that, of course he cant, he has a gas mask on under that hood. Nonetheless the takes off his hood to show his face. No gas mask on. Just him.
I step back in surprise, sure he's cute and all but I can think about that later. He realises his mistake and covers his face again.
"W... why..-"
"Come with me, I'll explain everything at a more... breathable place for you," he starts to walk out of the shop and I, for some reason follow him.
We start heading in the opposite direction from where my home is, I wonder where he lives.
No Mark, that's not the thing that you should be asking right now. You should be asking why the fuck your following this guy that's able to breathe without a god damn gas mask.
My thoughts are interrupted as I hear a buzzing sound coming from around the corner. I grab jacks arm and leap into the nearest ally way and press ourselves to the wall next to a dumpster.
The buzzing becomes louder as we see a smallish robot float past us as it looks all around.
I call these ones the lookers, their purpose is to investigate everywhere to see if there were any signs of life or something that could potentially destroy all robotkind.
Ive had to be real careful with these fuckers, nearly got caught the first time I encountered them.
We waited a good two minutes after getting up again and continuing on our journey, being a bit more careful this time.
Jack turned into a big apartment building and walked to the front desk. He cant think that this place had oxygen, I could practically see the green toxic air.
He then took a left towards what I assume to be a storage room. He takes out a key from one of his many pockets and opens the door.
I step inside and he locks the door again behind us before walking to the centre of the room and kneeling to the floor. He touched the floor with his hand and it immediately opened a door at the end of the room.
"Nice security system," I say as we walk through the door before it automatically closes, I look around in the mostly pitch black room. Jack claps his hands and lights turn on, showing a well kept, biggish room.
"You can take you mask off, its safe here," I look at him skeptically before unclipping my mask and taking it off my face. The cool air hits my sweaty forehead and i breathe in happily, i notice him starring at me. "Nice," he says before throwing his rucksack on a mattress at the end of the room.
"So... you want answers I'm guessing," I nod eagerly, he gestures to a chair and I sit down and wait for him. "You know Arnold Jones?" he asks, sighing as he plops onto a chair across from me. "The guy that put this whole world to shit? yeah I've heard of him," I say sarcastically. he glares at me before continuing, "yeah well... he's actually my... creator," he mumbles nervously, twiddling his thumbs.
"I'm sorry what!?" I shout, he flinches at my loud voice. "Before he created these robots, before all this happened, he made me," he explains.
"He used different materials, metal, bone... flesh... I don't even know what i am, but whatever it is... it doesn't need oxygen to breathe." I'm silent for a moment, taking in all the new information i just got told. "What did he create you for?"
"Huh?"
"Well he obviously wouldn't just create you cause he wanted to," he looks down, thinking for a moment before looking up again. "I don't know... but whatever he was using me for, it wasn't pleasant."
"Why do you say that?" "Well, he would sometimes take off all my clothes and then put this long thing that's attached to his body up my-" I cut off his sentence before he could finish by covering his mouth with my hand..... The doctor used Jack as his own personal sex toy. "Oh Jack I'm so sorry," i look at him sympathetically, he looks back confused. "Why? The Doctor said that this is what normal humans do all the time." "There's a difference between having sex with someone and raping someone Jack." He tilts his head to the side, "sex? Rape?" he asks.
"Sex is basically what you did but both people want to do it, rape is when someone is forced into doing it, like you." he nods when i tell him this and looks around the room, this boy has obviously not been properly educated, only seen as a hole on legs. That's it, I am making it my primary objective to keep this innocent little marsh mellow as safe as possible.

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