Hydra

In a country where technology races far ahead of ethics, a cabal of thirteen men hatches a scheme that will forever alter their fates. Their leader, Clifin, is a charismatic swindler with the smile of a hyena and the soul of a salesman. His plan? To disguise his companions as luxury androids—coating them in silver spray paint, teaching them choreographed movements and scripted speeches—passing them off as personal assistant robots for the wealthy and gullible.

Among them is Yeison, the youngest, who is sold as a next-generation prototype to a desperate man eager to impress: Josefino. Eager to gain the approval of his fiancée Ruperta’s mother, Josefino moves into an abandoned mansion—offered to him by his boss on one condition: he must keep the place spotless and guard the hidden safe. The mansion appears lifeless, but secrets lurk in every corridor. Convinced that an efficient robot like Yeison will help him maintain order, Josefino welcomes the deal.

Ruperta arrives with doubts about the marriage. At first, the “robot” seems like a novelty, even amusing. But Yeison is different: he understands nuance, speaks with ironic wit, and—disturbingly—shows signs of emotion. Isolated in the mansion, suffocating in her relationship, and stirred by a slow-burning sexual tension, Ruperta yields. One night, after a quarrel with Josefino, she seeks Yeison out. She asks the “robot” for comfort. And Yeison, programmed only by human desire, takes her with a passion that obliterates every boundary.

But Ruperta doesn’t stop there. She begins to toy with her control over him—teasing, undressing him, caressing him like a pet, then craving him as a man. She calls him her “love machine,” unaware that beneath the worn silver paint lies warm, vibrant human flesh. Days later, her friends visit and discover the secret. They bribe Yeison, who sends them to Clifin—provided they remain silent. Clifin, always persuasive, recruits them into the business. The girls disguise themselves as female androids, seduce the elite—businessmen, politicians, even athletes—who believe they are purchasing synthetic companions. A week later, the women leave under the pretext of maintenance and calibration. They smuggle valuables in their lingerie. The line between human and machine begins to blur.

Everything shatters when Josefino finds Yeison and Ruperta in bed. Enraged, he returns Yeison to the store, demanding a female robot in exchange. But there, he discovers Ruperta’s friends embedded in the operation. Clifin, utterly unbothered, offers him a deal: take two female androids home, remain silent, and hand over the money from the safe—or die. Clifin levels a shotgun at him as he speaks. Josefino, terrified and humiliated, agrees. He returns to the mansion with his new “assistants,” plotting to recover the cash.

But Yeison and Ruperta have already fled. They take a stolen truck, the safe’s money, and damning documents. As the engine roars, she kisses him.

“I love you, my robot.”

“You’ll love me more when I’m rich. Let’s see the world.”

Behind them, Josefino leaps and howls in a cloud of dust. Enraged and stripped of pride, he vents his fury in wild, vengeful sex with the new robots—who secretly loathed Ruperta as well. It is a scene of lust, fear, and revenge.

Moments later, Josefino’s boss arrives with the police, demanding the stolen money. An arrest warrant has been issued—for human trafficking, fraud, and theft. But when they enter the “android” facility, the officers—impostors all—burst into laughter, uncork bottles of rum, and dance. One shouts:

“This party’s just getting started!”

“Here comes the boss lady!”

Josefino pleads, bewildered:

“Sir, I’ve been deceived. My robot betrayed me. They robbed your mansion.”

Then the boss’s wife enters, hand in hand with the boss’s young mistress—his former secretary.

“You really thought we didn’t know about your affairs? She and I have been friends since pre-K. Though you barely know each other.”

The boss stammers, but his wife cuts him off.

“This company belongs to my family. I’m the owner now. Josefino, come here.”

“I can’t, ma’am. I’m busy with these robots.”

“I said come, you fool!”

“You… look a little seasoned.”

“Precisely. Come, and I’ll make you manager.”

“Manager of what?”

“I just bought the appliance store. With this human-robot scam, we’ll be millionaires. Clifin’s on board.”

Josefino hesitates, then smiles. He likes the idea. He appoints Clifin as his assistant. Together they expand the enterprise—now called HYDRA Corp—a secret network distributing human slaves disguised as androids, expertly trained, sprayed with metallic paint, seductive, obedient, thieving, and covert.

Across the globe, households receive these “robots.” The network hides beneath the polished veneer of innovation. On the surface: progress. Beneath it: desire, corruption, and control. Political secrets are unearthed. Elite vulnerabilities exposed.

Meanwhile, Yeison and Ruperta roam the world, unmasked. She is his partner. He no longer pretends. They are free from the very system they helped build. A voice on the radio announces: HYDRA Corp has become the world’s largest domestic AI company.

Months later, Josefino, still thirsting for revenge, turns the old shotgun on Clifin. He forces him into a massive blender, fires, and liquifies him into pulp. But out of the blood emerge wires and circuitry. Clifin’s voice echoes in his mind. The next day, after pleasing his new boss, Josefino steps into a dark room lit by screens. Thousands of faces—“androids” at work—stare back at him. In the center, an animated figure appears: a snake with many human heads. Clifin’s voice whispers:

“When you cut off one head… two more take its place.”

A conscious blender, witness to it all, weeps silently in a corner of the world, knowing that a new era has begun—not of machines… but of humans disguised as perfection.

“Humanity did not create machines to free itself from labor… but to disguise its sins.”

The End.