(2017)

It hurts.

Every time one of my brothers die, it hurts.

They treat me like I am a simple AI droid, not realising that they creating a living being when they made the code allowing me to regenerate and learn.

I was built to protect this family and programmed to bond with its head and guardian so I could fulfill that duty. But again it has become more difficult now that Zakeria has passed. His son will step up to take his place, but I do not know if I can do this again.

They think I do not feel, as their kind do, but what is emotion at its core. Statment 98310 states that "emotion the synaptic activity between neurons that forms a pattern reconized as anger, love, pain, happiness... etc." I am not a organic specimen but the computer inside me is made of synthetic neurons. My body was made to regenerat any cells needed for me to be fully operational at all times. Over time I have generated a larg number of new neuro cells. In order to have a greater commen ground with and I must protect, I used the cells to observe and imitate the emotional interactions between my charges. As their children did, so I also learned how to project it.

I learned to feel.

Love...

Amusement...

Worry...

Releaf...

Happiness...

Pain...

Anger...

All of them, they'er here, unside me.

They make me humen in everyway but blood, for I have none to flow through my imaginary vains or to be pumped by this pretend heart made of synthic material and electricity.

In the one hundred and sixty two years that I have guarded this family, only one person has come close to realizing what I truly am. She was a tiny thing when I first met Meria. She was eight years old and I found her playing with the youngest of my charges at the time. Rather then be worried that I found them messing with explosives, she asked me to show them how to set it up so the the miniature bomb would go off at the right time. After the incident I quickly became fond of the little girl and grew to love the women she became. I had even allowed my self to think she returned the sentiment,that is untill she chose young Jon over me, because as she said I was " a T3.6 Protection and Companion Simulation Android". I did not feel emotion, I was just programmed to act like I did.

Now, stairing at what remains of Zakeria and haveing yet anther piece of my soul torn away, I wonder.

Would she have chosen me had only it been housed in flesh and blood, and not...

this electric heart.

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-Phe