Haggard Faces parts 1-18

Red energy plasma protrudes like two pointed horns connected by a metallic round coned cylinder. Blurred window panes cover the front of the cockpit. The spaceship lands on a large round silver quadrangle hobbling in the air, etched in the ground glowing color’s reveal where to land.

Part of the ship pushes in before rising into a door. A crew of four exit shinning like fresh printed pennies their long lanky robot bodies are stretched into strange perturbed faces. The platform they stand on shifts as lights slither into the shape of a sidewalk.

Timidly the crew begin stepping forward but the one whose face seems to frown crouches down saying.

“I can’t do it.”

The others stare, unmoving.

The one who seems to grit its teeth jeers. “Than by all means go back, obey your master!”            

The one who seems to frowns raises itself up reluctantly following the path.

A silver plated mouth flies towards them. "Greetings, I am your hostess pi our tour will begin shortly but before we begin you must first follow the safety guidelines, under no circumstances are you to step on the inverted escalator without wearing your magnetic boots which can be found to your left. Remember although we are allowed to be within thirty feet of the estate it is still a private residence, are there any questions?"

"Yea," Said the one who seems to sneer. "How do we get in?"

"...You cant." The hostess replies.

"I see."

Raise fists plow into the hostess mouth. Crumbling to pieces flung wires and robotic chips snap to the ground. Hidden sirens rise as faint blares amplify in the air.

“The Escalator! The one whose face seems to smirk points as it slowly detaches from the platform. One step closing on top of another, dashing forwards the one who grits its teeth grapples the steps, bearing it nearer.

“Hurry,” It groans. Hastily boots are snatched being worn, they leap upon the stairway. The one gripping it nears the platform.

“I’m going to let go, meet you back on the ship.” Hands slip, the escalator closes in. Steps drop rise flip even seem to dip in weightless loops. Approaching, hovering clones shape like seashells with elliptic etches open pitiless slits bearing laser cannons.

“Get down!” The one who seems to sneer cowers as heat blasts slightly scorch their casings. Convulsive dashes evade imminent shots.  

“Remind me again why we didn’t bring firearms?” The one who seems to frown huffs in wavering jolts.

“We’re almost there.” The one who seems to smirk guides the others. Missiles spew as the escalator folds inward, they narrowly lunge upon another platform. The one who seems to sneer bolts up saying.

“Quick to the ledge!” There rapid motions barely gaze at the object hanging mid air some feet away. An immense twenty sided silvery dice slowly rolls constantly via engines blazing out at each number. At ledges end mass amounts of automated floating plaques slowly hunch towards their approaching guests.

Nearly knitted together they almost disguise any sight of the dice as they bobble swiftly towards them spewing pounds of info. Did you know…the only one in this sector of the galaxy...the engines are manipulated by... it contains the rarest minerals...

The one who seems to frown leers up at them. “Shut up!”

“Under article…” A plaque began, but the one who seems to sneer's arm disjoints through the air by a clones fire.

The one who seems to frown clutches the others plunging them in. Their casings ram into the plaques till their raise fists block anything in their path. The plaques scatter as they reach the ledge, the clones nearly surround them.

“We'll have to jump.” The one who seems to sneer slurs as the one who seems to frown stares.

“Jump!?”

Pulses in their systems surge above the platform. The one who seems to frown manages to grip the number three as the others grab hold of each other. The number begins to burst hissing blazing heat

scorching its slipping hands. A clone misfires hitting another engine electric sparks burn as the dice rolls swirling in uneven shifts the one who seems to frown loses its grip as they fall above the swirling dice.

A rushing boom splinters part of the dices roof as all three crash inside a round metal hallway, seeming to bounce their parts slip. Slowly two of them trudge upwards as automated voices repeat.

"Engines adjusted, intruders alert..."

The one who seems to sneer says. "Lets move."

"What about..." The one who seems to smirk points to the one who seems to frown's crush body.

"Leave it!"

The one who seems to smirk looks back. "Wait," It digs through the components. "Its memory circuits are still functional."

"Ugh... then grab it and lets go!"

They ran before blinking red brimming lasers slice through the hall.

"I cant take much more of this.” The one who seems to smirk mutters. A hissing blare echoes, glancing back a massive wave of firepower rockets toward them.

“Run!” The one who seems to sneer glides them through, missiles explode within the hallway as vents suck out the blaze.

Crisp tinted twists of melting metal litter the room. A piece that's still whole slowly rises before plummeting, the machines climb up avoiding the debris.

“We made it,” Says the one who seems to smirk “even the circuits are okay but statistically...”

“Shut up.” The one who seems to sneer said “We need to stop these defenses not blabber on about useless information!”         

With a wave of its one good arm they move on. It wasn't far when a patter of feet approach.

“Where do we hide?” says the one who seems to smirk.

The one who seems to sneer replies. “We stay here, its time to face them.”

The footsteps stop. In the distance a whispers utter. “They're here.” Appearing behind the wall a finger triggers the air as another hand holds it steady. Before a young man charges forward ducking in the middle of the hallway as though hidden from a large object.

“He's insane!” The one who seems to smirk says.

The one who seems to sneer shakes his head. “Look at his eyes.”

Blinded by gold gleaming roundels seemingly imprinted as though a part of his flesh the eyes scroll along the room before his finger fires at a blank wall.

“What kind of implant is that?” The one who seems to smirk says.

The one who seems to sneer looks aghast “ How can you not know what that is?”

“Well...”

“It's a multi entertainment holographic implant or MEHI for short,” Glancing down it notices motioning shadows “get him!”

The one who seems to sneer wraps its arm round his neck. The man screams childishly while wriggling his hands to aim before firing the air. The shadows inch closer as the one who seems to smirk softly pats him saying.

“Its alright, do what we say and you wont die!!!”

“Now get offline!!!” Says the one who seems to sneer.

“But I'm almost at level 48!” The man said.

“I said now!!!!”

The roundels dissipate as his gray eyes stare at them. His features furrow into a snapping shock.

“I'm being held by a couple of copperheads!” The one who seems to sneer starts throttling him.           

“Sto...” The one seems to smirk falls silent as the clones weapons aim at them.

“Call em off!” The one who seems to sneer says.

“Follow protocol five hundred.” The man said. The clones lower their weapons floating away.

“Where are they going?” The one who seems to sneer says.

“To their quarters.”

“Take us there.”

They step in pace with the clones.

“Its nice to meet you doctor...” The one who seems to smirk says.

“I'm not a doctor.” The man reply.

“What do you mean!” The one who seems to sneer tightens its grip.

“Look I'm just house sitting!”

The one who seems to sneer lightly loosens its hold. “Where is he?”

“I don't...” The man huff gasp breaths. “all I know is, this doctor got suck into some top secret shit. They took em along with everything in the lab.”

“What!” The machines say in unison nearly bumping into the clones.

As they process the information the one who seems to smirk says. “What now?”

“Quiet,” The one who seems to sneer lightly tightens its grip. “ I need to think.”

The clones pass through a door.

“Is that it?” The one who seems to smirk says. The man nods.

The one who seems to sneer drags him to a touch screen beside the door. “Make sure their all accounted for.” It leans over watching his every move, the man checks.

“Their all there.”

“Lock them in.”

After a few minutes he says. “It's done.”        

“Good.” The one who seems to sneer says. “Take us to the lab.”

Bare but orderly, the labs chairs are stack beside the tables pushed to the back wall. The robots stare as the man wiggles his neck to get more air.

“Why do this? he just does body enhancements.” The one who seems to smirk says.

“I'd ask you the same thing.” The man mutter.

The one who seems to sneer rams him into a wall. “I will not leave empty handed. Take us to the arsenal!!!” Pass more halls, a door, and bullet resistant cases. They steal the arsenal.

“Thank you.” The one who seems to smirk says as the one who seems to sneer knocks him unconscious.