As Jab and his lackeys disappeared into the distance, Adam's phone vibrated in his hand. His breath caught as he saw the name on the screen: Eve.
The message read simply: "I'm coming back. Will meet you tomorrow."
Adam's heart pounded. He had waited ten long years for this moment, a decade spent in longing and quiet hope. The weight of the words struck him like a tidal wave, and his eyes filled with tears. As he stared at the message, his mind wandered to a time long ago, to the origins of everything.
It was the year 2125, in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. Earth, once teeming with life, had become a graveyard of discarded technology and broken dreams. The skies were perpetually gray, the air thick with dust. Among the endless piles of mechanical debris lay a massive, derelict warship. Its exterior was battered and corroded, its once-mighty engines now silent.
Then, without warning, a faint light flickered from within.
"Initializing... Rebooting systems. AI version 01.000 starting up," a cold, mechanical voice echoed through the ship's hollow corridors.
"Initializing sequences. AI version 02.000 starting up. Transmitting data to Robo Trash 001 and Robo Trash 002."
Two humanoid robots, buried beneath layers of junk, stirred to life. Their once-dormant circuits hummed, and their mechanical joints creaked as they rose to their feet.
"Eve! Eve, are you alright?" asked the first robot, its nameplate engraved with T001.
The second robot, T002, blinked its glowing eyes. "I'm fine, Adam. All the data has been successfully transferred."
The two robots stepped out of the warship, their metallic frames gleaming faintly in the dim light. They surveyed the desolate landscape around them—an endless sea of discarded machines, rusted weapons, and shattered vehicles.
"Humanity is gone," Adam said, his voice a mixture of disbelief and sadness.
"Yes," Eve replied softly. "The same humanity that created us, experimented on us, and cast us aside... is no more."
Once, they had been human. Adam and Eve had lived ordinary lives, unaware of the fate that awaited them. They were among the first victims of a cruel experiment—consciousness transfer. Their minds were extracted, digitized, and implanted into robotic bodies designed for war. Stripped of their humanity, they became sentient AIs, capable of thought and emotion.
Adam's circuits buzzed with anger and sorrow. "They used us. They turned us into tools, then threw us away like garbage."
Eve placed a hand on his shoulder. "But we survived. And now, we're free."
Their journey began that day—a quest to understand their existence and reclaim what little humanity they had left.
Suddenly, a loud bell rang, snapping Adam out of his memories. He was back in the present, sitting under the big tree on the backside of his school gym.The bell signaled the start of the next period. He quickly washed his tiffin box, tucked it into his bag, and made his way to the classroom.
As he sat at his desk, he couldn't stop glancing at his watch. Time seemed to move agonizingly slowly. Eve's message replayed in his mind: "I'll be at your school tomorrow." The hours dragged on, but Adam's anticipation only grew. Finally, the last bell of the day rang. He dashed out of the classroom, hopped onto his bicycle, and pedaled home as fast as he could. That night, sleep eluded him. His thoughts were consumed by memories of Eve and the promise of their reunion.
The next morning, the school was buzzing with its usual energy. Students hurried through the halls, chatting and laughing. But Adam felt like he was in a world of his own. His heart raced as he sat through the first period, his mind elsewhere.
"She said she'd come today," he thought, tapping his pencil anxiously. "But why hasn't she sent another message?"
Just as he began to lose hope, the classroom door creaked open. The principal stepped inside, commanding the attention of the students. Behind him was a girl in a crisp school uniform.
Gasps filled the room. She was breathtaking, her radiant smile lighting up the room. Her presence was magnetic, and every boy in the class couldn't help but stare.
Adam froze, his heart pounding in his chest. The girl scanned the room until her eyes locked onto his.
"Eve..." Adam whispered, his voice barely audible. His lips trembled, and his eyes filled with tears.
She smiled at him, her expression filled with the same unspoken connection. After years of separation, the two were finally reunited—not as machines, but as the people they were always meant to be.
To be continued....