In a club lots of people are dancing, different colors of light can be seen flashing from several disco balls on the ceiling.

"I know right, it makes no sense I mean how on earth is anybody supposed to do that"A beautiful young lady standing behind the counter said , talking to a boy a little bit younger than her sitting on opposite side of the counter, his thick black hair blended perfectly with his blue eyes.

"I mean even if it was..." "Shh do you hear that" the boy interrupted her "Really?, We are in a fucking club what do you mean by can I hear that" "I swear I can hear something" "Okay fine is it the shouting or the music or the thud from people jumping around continuously"

"I have heard this sound before " with a more serious tone in his voice and He begins standing up a little bit "I have to go " "Why" "I can't explain now but I will see you later" "Bye" .The girl stands there in confusion and watches him as he hastily runs out from the club.

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Damon sprinted with every ounce of strength, his feet pounding the pavement as the black robot unleashed a barrage of blue laser beams. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and ozone as the lasers destroyed cars and buildings around him. Damon dodged and weaved, his heart racing with fear, but he couldn't avoid every shot. A laser blast struck his leg, sending him crashing into a nearby building.

The robot descended with alarming speed, its transparent blue blade glowing ominously. "You should have stayed down," it said, its voice cold and mechanical as Damon drags himself up from the ground .

Damon struggled to his feet, his leg throbbing in pain. "Make me," he growled, trying to hide his fear.

The robot charged, its sword flashing in the street light. Damon bent down, landing a punch on the robot's stomach, but it didn't budge. "Aww damn man, you're made of iron?" Damon exclaimed, clutching his aching hand.

The robot kicked him away, its movements swift and deadly. Damon dodged a few sword strikes, but the rest landed with precision, sending him stumbling back.

"So after all these years we meet again Damon" "How do you know my name?" Damon asked with a mark of curiosity on his face "Doesn't matter, the important thing is that I found you" "And why is that important" Damon asked with more curiosity "Like I said before it doesn't matter" the robot said in an annoyed tone "Get up and follow me" the robot demanded "And what if I don't" Damon replied.

"Dead or alive your still useful to me, so I suggest you get up now and follow me" his last words were so deep Damons heart skipped a beat in fear.The robot hurled a circular disk with sharp edges into the air, pointing Damon in its direction. "You have 15 seconds to decide. After that, the disc will rip your head off."

Damon gulped, his mind racing with fear. He looked around frantically, searching for an escape, but his thoughts were muddled. The countdown echoed in his mind: "7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2..."

With a deep breath, Damon closed his eyes, preparing for the worst. The disc was coming, spinning at a deadly speed, ready to sever his head from his body...

As Damon slowly opened his eyes, a figure in the distance struck the disc with a black-handled katana, its long silver blade glinting in the street lights. "Am I... am I dead yet?" Damon stammered, his gaze fixed on the back of the black-haired man, who seemed like a model with his chiseled features.

A sharp silver arrow attached to a long chain stabbed the robot's arm, pulling it away from Damon's neck and sending him crashing to the ground. Damon turned his head to see a masked female figure with long brown hair running towards him. Her eyes gleamed with determination as she wielded her chain whip.

Damon watched the battle between the man holding a sword the masked girl and the robot truly he had never anything like it before but unable to decide whether the people that saved him did so for a good reason or maybe they just wanted him to turned around and took to his heels

The man turned to face the robot, his sword flashing in the sunlight. "Go after him," he told the girl, his voice firm.

"I can't leave you here," she protested.

The man landed a fatal blow on the robot's face, its metal casing cracking open to reveal a human eye and cheek. "I said go," he repeated, his tone unyielding.

The girl sprinted in the direction Damon had fled, her chain whip at the ready. Damon heard her voice above him, "Stop running."

He looked up to see the girl perched on a building, he couldn't exactly see her face but easily made out she was a girl . "Oh, not again. Haven't I had enough running for one day?" Damon complained, his leg throbbing in pain."Don't make me hurt you" the girl warned "Do your worst" Damon taunted

The girl threw her whip, the pointed end stabbing the back of his leg and sending him tumbling to the ground. "Oh, come on, not on the same leg!" Damon shouted in frustration.

Meanwhile, the robot was focused on his opponent as he swung his sword non hesitantly at the man's face the man moved from left to right dodging as much hits as he could immediately he found an opening he drew his blade from the floor their swords clashing in a shower of sparks.

The man was no match for was no match for the robots mechanical speed the man realizing this tumbled a few meters back to create an opening the robot stumped the ground with every bit of power he had as he ran to the man.

The man chest moved up a little bit as he inhaled air slowly his legs glued to the the ground and his eyes anticipating victory the robot viciously swung his sword heading for the man's upper abdomen, in a flash the man turned in a way avoiding the sword and in the same second his sword was half way through the robot stomach.

He viciously pulls it out and the robot fell to the ground he stood victorious over the crippled robot, his sword dripping with blood with blood. "You're no robot, just a coward hiding behind a suit, chasing high school kids," he accused.

The robot's voice, no longer deep and menacing, replied, "He is no ordinary high school kid."

The man's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?"

The robot's response sent a shiver down the man's spine: "Mark my words, sooner or later you will regret saving him today."

With a flick of his wrist, flames erupted from beneath the robot's leg, lifting it into the air. "I will be back to finish what I started," it threatened, before soaring into the sky and disappearing into the clouds.