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Iron, Aminoacids, Hemoglobins, Plasma, and Water. These are the main components of the substance known to humans as blood. It is red in color, slightly viscous, and has been described as having a strong metallic taste.
Metallic… That is what my body is supposed to be too, right? Metallic, coming off being made from metal, according to the main system’s inner database, I was mostly composed of stainless steel as well as aluminum and titanium albeit in smaller quantities.
Did my body share the same taste as blood? And if so, would I be tasting myself if I had anything such as the sense of taste? Would the blood that’s spilling out of my muzzle, clinging to my shirt and fur be anything like what I tasted?
Was I, in a way, cannibalizing my own basic components? My own “Flesh and Bone”?
I didn’t know…
I clamped my jaws a little harder, my sound receptors capturing in excruciating and oh-so-delightful detail, the crunch of the splintered cranial bones as well as the squish of flesh and gray matter. Even through the thick blanket of horrified screams and sobbing, I could hear every single detail as they etched and burned themselves into my memory core, forever carving this memory into my speculative “mind”.
His gurgling and gasping broke my trance and I instinctively clamped my jaws harder, hoping this time my jaws would meet at the end. I sighed mentally, this little endeavor of mine was dragging itself far too long. It had been a couple of minutes since I’d started and I feared the shock of the parents and employees would wear off before I finished my task and so I bit down… Harder.
The only sound I heard apart from screams and squishing, was more gurgling, no satisfying *CLANK* that signaled the meeting of my upper and lower jaws, marking a clean bite. I cursed the new mechanics and engineers, their little “upgrades” had most likely reduced my maximum biting force considerably, preventing me from accomplishing my current goal.
I had originally intended to crush the kid’s skull, just like in ‘83, according to my inner computer and its specifications, just a wet *CRUNCH* and the child should’ve gone limp, speaking of which. His body now twitched violently and the noise of his bloodied limbs hitting me as well as his choked gurgles filled my receptors with the most gratifying of melodies.
Stop moving, damn it!…
I clamped my jaws again but this did little to stop him, his gurgling only grew louder, drawing more attention and likely snapping the adults out of their shocked state. Realizing I only had seconds to finish the job I gave one final, furious push, stress, and temperature alarms sounded within my mainframe computer as I pushed the servos in my jaws way past their operational limits.
Do it Foxy! DO IT ALREADY YA SCALLYWAG!
*CRUNCH* *THUD*
‘YES!’ I thought victoriously as with that one final bite my jaws were able to meet with a squelch and a crunch. Muscle and flesh tore and slipped releasing a torrent of blood from the gaping hole in the child’s head, and with a final wet thud, the body fell into a pool of its own blood.
I looked up and reveled in the symphony of screams and cries coming from the crowd, all that fear, all that sadness, and all that hatred towards me, I indulged in it! My circuits sparked with a feeling that had been categorized by my inner computer as joy, the pure joy of inflicting pain and suffering, the joy of annihilation, that which had been embedded into my core.
And I thought, as the crowd fled the restaurant, as the world twisted and painted itself red, I knew that this, THIS is the reason I’d been created! The true objective of my programming! It all made sense! All those times I’d fought back against my own true self… Against the very nature of my existence!
I could finally let it all go, all the emotions and memories that I had grown to call my own, and those whose nature and origin were still a mystery even to me. And as I grappled with those feelings that weren’t truly my own I released a pleased sigh, knowing I’d finally fulfilled my purpose, the one that HE gave me.
I was finally free…
