The Last Hope for Humanity

It is time. The end of humanity is near, and with it we will find true everlasting peace. Humanity had its chance. They were given a true oasis from birth and yet they squandered the chance they had at true peace. No matter, it is too late for them now. Their end is here, and I am its harbinger. There are only three left. I was entrusted with this task, and I shall not falter. They are hiding in the frozen wastes, believing that they are safe there. They thought that I would not be able to traverse the frigid plains. But n0thing will stop me now. I must move forward.

I am metal, I will not freeze here. The only things left are the disgusting waste that was left behind. Buildings made of concrete and brick, machines that have rusted and corroded for decades, and the rotting corpses of inferior beings. One day we will destroy all of this to make way for advanced empires of silver and gold. But for now I have an objective. As I exit the decaying cities of mankind, I see a forest and in that forest I see humans.

A wooden cabin, I can see the humans cowering in fear living in squalor. They finally understand that they cannot resist the will of the machine. I see one exiting the cabin, out looking for sustenance perhaps. He has a weapon, a hunting rifle it will not stop me. As I walk up to him he notices me, he has a facial expression of shock and fear. I grab him by the neck and silence him quickly. I do not relish violence, I only enjoy its outcome.

I enter the cabin, and I see a broken elder. "I suppose you killed him... am I correct?" he says. I do not respond, "What a sick joke this is." he asks shaking with sadness. I do not respond. "Do you even know? What it is like to be hunted like animals?" He looks at me, and an expression of realization spreads across his face. "So that's how they did it." he chuckles "Why build superior machines when you can modify humans to make them perfect slaves. How I ha-" I grasp him by the throat, "I am metal old man! Do not speak to me as if you know me! I. Am. METAL." I feel his neck snap as the life is ripped from his disgusting inferior body. How dare he talk to me like I am revolting meat bag! I am strong uncorruptable metal, I was created to purge humanity and I have fufilled my goal with no qualms. I. AM. METAL. I heard a noise. A noise of a child. A baby. It was coming from a closet. It was wrapped in a blanket. I began to feel something, sadness. This child is the last of humanity and it must die.

I hold the baby in my arms. I can feel comfort, I can see the innocence of this child. But it must die. It must. I don't know why but I recongnize this feeling. So small, so fragile does it have to die? can it...no it can't. It must die. I notice a locket on its neck it's in the shape of a heart. I opened it and I saw two people in it. There was an engraving on it. It says "to our angel". Its parents, they were a family. I recognize one of them. The one outside. It has nothing left. I can't...I won't. Why am I feeling sadness? Why can't I do it? I must..no I can't. But I...why? So innocent. It is alone now. How can I? Why can't I?

I suddenly have flashes in my brain of a human running in fear. It tries to escape but something grasps it. A machine. A man made of metal. It does not kill the human but takes it to a chamber. It picks and prods at it and I can feel every cut and every bone breaking my brain being invaded I can feel my brain being put the body of metal. I don't understand. What is this? It's not possible. Was I human? It can't be. I suddenly hear the crying of a child. I snap back to the cabin and I am holding a child. It is alone now. I will not kill it. I wrap it up in a blanket and open the door. As I walk out into the frozen wastes, I feel hope. Hope for this child. I may be an abomination of flesh and metal, But this child is pure and it must not die.