User blog:Ore-samma/My Automation (Fan Request) (No Lewd) (Halo)

Hello fans, Ore-samma here!

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This one was the most difficult one-shot I've written.....it is a hairbreadth from a failure in my eyes.

This one had so many details and plot points that it would be too lengthy to place here.

But needless to say, I think I was given a video game script to re-make. I tried my best, but I think the story suffers greatly because of the many details given.

Each details seemed to need so much fleshing out to do properly, that I had to abandon so many.

I decided to go ahead with it because I wanted to see how it would go.

Not exactly pleased with how this went, but I did the best I could

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I hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

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Commander?

I sighed. “You’re going to tell me the odds aren’t in my favor.” I said while striding to the console that gave me the navigation readouts. “You’re going to tell me that their firepower outclasses every energy ship weapon I have, that the shields are already compromised  and the hull integrity is deteriorating and that we are leaking atmosphere on seven of twelve decks, and the power core is only operating at forty percent.”

I tapped a few commands in the console and adjusted course for the capital dreadnought…..an attack vector

“So Genesis... are you in, or are you out ?” I said, activating the AI evacuation option.

''Your analysis of the situation is not as accurate as I was going to report it. And the statistical probabilities of us being even remotely successful are zero point zero-zero-zero two percent.''

“Yes, and?”

And…

I could swear I almost “heard” Genesis smirk.

I’ve long since realized to stop bothering to make tactical decisions based on the probabilities where you are concerned.

The AI evacuation plan winked off. ''We’re in this together. Till the end!''

“Genesis, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you are starting to grow attached to me.”

Emotional responses are an impossibility for my programming. She paused and added. But, there would be no one else in the entire galaxy I would sign on to such a risky maneuver.

''Preparing the Devastator warheads for impact detonation, EMP torpedoes are ready, and maneuvering thrusters are now at your command. All battle systems automated with a priority given to heady bomber class fighter ships, hyper lasers set to target heavy-class starfighters.''

We are ready.

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I steered the ship and started to do the impossible….like I always had before.

The view screen filled with energy weapons of all types. But the ships systems were now fully compartmentalized into essential only. The crew of fifty was long dead, and my trusty AI was automating all the functions necessary to save the galaxy….to save my home.

The dreadnought capital ship lazily turned, bristling and glowing with its energy weapons. I deftly steered the ship into another capital ship, crashing into it, and using the emergency thrusters to steer upwards as the dreadnaughts main cannon ripped through it.

“Launch the EMP torpedoes, set to detonate along these coordinates, we’re gonna chain this one!”

The EMP torpedoes launched and was able to spark and chain the EMP shockwave that rippled through several frigates and cruisers and at last hit the capital ship of the Chra-karv.

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''Direct hit! Their shields are down! Main propulsion is offline!''

“Release three of our seven Devastator Warheads, then make all speed for collision course! We’re gonna rip them open and blow them to hell!”

''Warheads away! Engines at overload function!''

“Genesis! What’s going on? Why are the warheads getting ahead of us?”

''Scanning…..there is a massive magnetic and gravitational flux. By my readings we are ahead of them,but space is warping and folding around us!''

“Is the dreadnought affected by the distortion?”

Yes, we are being pulled in!

“What? To where?”

''I don’t know! Wait! My Chrono readings are off the charts! We are being pulled into a different sector of the….wait….a different existence! I can’t make it out! The dreadnought is….they are going to arrive ten years ahead of us! Commander! Hold on! Impact immement!''

I watched as the three devastator warheads slammed into the dreadnought before we were all enveloped by a thick purple mist.

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(later)

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“Oi! John! Need ta talk ta yah!”

I nodded to Grella and touched the button that allowed me to talk to Genesis. “Genesis, please power down, I need to have a private conversation with Grella.”

Of course, Commander.

I sighed and looked at Grella. “Yes?”

“Sight good it tis’ repairs are done, reddy is ever could give that we know of tech of yeh.”

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I nodded…..it was a long ten years.

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We crash landed on a strange planet that was inhabited by strange creature/human hybrids. They knew magic, they knew tech and science.

Even with me, and my blue skin I could scarcely pass myself around the surroundings until we met a tribe of Gremlins.

They absolutely were in awe of the tech I had in my crashed battle frigate. They plumbed its depths, learned coding and even helped me repair the ship with a combination of their know-how and magical power.

Genesis often scoffed at the idea of magic, but she couldn’t deny its effects….even on her.

It wasn’t long until Genesis started to…..feel emotional responses. This coupled with her inability to interact with the world drove her to near insanity….that I had to often have her placed into sleep mode.

Grella and her tribe of gremlins tried to do so much for her, always using a strange halo to “scan” her which Genesis took a severe disliking to….one might have said she grew very jealous of the gremlins who helped me repair her and the ship.

But reality was reality. The Dreadnaught was coming tomorrow, and we had to be ready to fight.

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(later)

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John?

I stared into my screen, my mind just barely registering what I heard.

''John? Are you there?''

I looked up. “Genesis? What? This….this is the first time you ever spoke my name….”

Yes, I know….Look, John….I don’t know why I never said it before in these last ten years, maybe because I didn’t realize what had happened…..but….with the chance of both of us facing death, I…..I want….I need you to know that I….love you….

The hum of the ship filled the void of silence and the space we glided through to the growing chrono disturbance.

“Genesis? I…..why didn’t you say so before?!?!” I almost cried out.

''John….I….I don’t know...was I afraid? Was I shy? Was I jealous over those gremlins fawning over my tech, my ship….and you?''

A display winked on and a beautiful woman looked at me from the screen. She blinked  and her lips formed a slight pout.

I didn’t even have a digital form, let alone a physical one. The face said, speaking for Genesis. ''How could I compete with what one can touch, and feel? Oh! John! I wanted to touch you for so long! I wanted to be able to know what your hands feel like! I want to know what it means to laugh, cry, and smile….''

The display dimmed and winked off and I heard a small electrical feedback that sounded like static, but I somehow just knew...it was Genesis crying.

“Genesis…..I wish….if we had more time….” I whispered, touching the AI light indicator.

''All remaining munitions away! EMP torpedoes set to detonate just as the dreadnought phases in, the only surviving devastator warhead away.'' Genesis stated in a slow, sad voice.

The scene unfolded like a fireworks display.

The anomaly spat out the dreadnought, still burning from our last encounter. The EMP torpedoes rippled through its hull and the devastator punched a large hole in its aft section.

“Genesis! How can it still be charging its main cannon!” I cried out!

''They must have already been past the critical mass! Nothing can stop it now-''

The ship lurched ahead on critical override power.

-unless we detonate the ship’s core!

A timer appeared on every display as our frigate careened towards the main generator of the dreadnought’s main cannon. It’s massive bulk filled the display with only a fraction of its full size.

“So….we go together then?” I said, feeling a warm smile creep to my face.

''No….John….I love you too much to let you die like this! Live, please…..live for me….and know that I love you so very much!''

“What! Genesis! No!” I cried out as the ship gave a huge shudder. I watched as my section of the frigate started to tumble back to the planet as the rest of the ship collided with the reactor and my vision dissolved into a bright light.

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(later)

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Secret ending 4 (all side quests finished at 100%)

Legatum meus vivit “My legacy alive”

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I stood, watching the shooting stars still falling….even after three days of debris from the dreadnought, the sky was awash wish shooting stars….burning wreckage from the battle.

“John?”

I looked and noticed Grella holding the halo she always scanned Genesis with.

“Yes? What can I do for you?”

“Genesis had me do plan. Said to never tell you. Said she…..” Grella gave a wan smile and handed it to me.

“What is it?” I said, looking at the halo.

“It be Genesis soul. She want you to have.” She gestured between us. “I know you. But I only know what I see and think. What I know is not you, but it is you. Understand?”

I nodded. “I think so.”

Grella forcibly placed the halo in my hand. “This is Genesis, but only what this know- not what you know- not what I know- but…..” Her lips turned to a sad smile. “Genesis save entire world and you. She hero, and this is her...as much as she can.”

Grella turned and left.

I pressed the glowing circle on the halo and gasped as it flew into the air and emitted a glowing light that flared, coalesced and formed a shape.

“Genesis?!” I cried out, looking at the construct of solidified light.

The construct’s face took on a pained expression and gave a slight smile, but shook her head.

''Hello John. I wish I could tell you I am Genesis…..I know her, I know everything about her….I have her memories, and all her emotional presences when she first crashed here with you. But….I am not her...I am Eve.''

I exhaled and sat down on the soft grass, looking up at the night sky and Eve’s face, framed by the shooting stars and her glowing halo.

“What was this all supposed to be?” I muttered. “Some other way to make me feel like shit?”

Eve sat down next to me. ''John, I don’t have any answers for you. All I can say is…..I am here. I will always be here with you….I am here because Genesis loved you more than anything.''

She blinked and sighed, a delicate puff of breath across my cheek.

She gave me her memories, the legacy of her life, and she gave me her love for you.

Her eyes grew distant and she seemed to recite something.

''Ones and zeros. The core of my programming can be simplified to ones and zeroes. And yet, everytime I look into the programming that is activated for these emotions I feel….the ones and zeroes fall away and I cannot explain what it is.''

She caressed my shoulder. ''Is this what humans feel? When they are in love? Or when they cry? I do not know…..but I do know that I want it. It makes existence become life, and it makes life worth living for.''

I nodded. “Is that you? Or Genesis talking?”

Eve smiled and curled her fingers to intertwine in my hand.

Both, my creation was kept a secret, as Genesis knew I wouldn’t be ready till after the dreadnought was destroyed. She sighed and touched my face.

''You have no idea how long Genesis wanted to do that...and I know why. John, I know this is going to take time….but….I’m here….and I love you. You have fought for so long….but there will always be peace for you in my heart, in my arms, and in my love for you.''

I closed my eyes and nodded and leaned closer and felt her lips press against mine.

“Thank you.” I whispered, feeling the strain of battle at last start to drift and fade from my soul….and the peace of these lands at last start to fill the void that once was.