I’ve been sharing scenes from The Cyborg’s Secret Baby.
You can read the first scene here: http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=6554
Today, I’m sharing the third scene.
Her smile faded. Odoon is conveying a ship of children at sunrise to Waaban Two.
His female didn’t agree with what her father and the Humanoid Alliance were doing. Instead, she used her position as the commander’s daughter to uncover information.
That data was supplied to Stealth, their expanded knowledge allowing his brethren to survive more easily. She also relayed limited information to her Rebel contact Odoon, telling the Ahkian male the best planet rotations to sneak offspring off the war-torn planet, giving him clearance codes, other details.
Be on Odoon’s ship. Stealth would escort her to the landing pad.
I’ll reserve two spots. She narrowed her gaze at him. I won’t leave the planet without you.
He said nothing. Cyborgs couldn’t lie and no calculation he completed allowed him to depart without putting all of his brethren in danger. He wouldn’t cause the death of millions of cyborgs to save his own life.
They would have the rest cycle to spend together. He would see her, touch her, breed with her one more time.
Then they would part. He would die knowing she was safe.
Are you damaged? Her face softened.
She worried about him, a being other humans considered an emotionless machine. I’m not severely damaged. Not by cyborg standards. A human would have died from his current wounds. Knowing you’re waiting for me gives me a reason to be careful.
Movement at the far edge of his terrain drew his gaze. The cyborgs replacing them arrived, their bodies whole, their weapons polished, their skin clean. They were an assortment of Models, all skilled in fighting, all realizing their planet rotations were numbered.
Communicating with your female, K Model? One of the warriors asked him the question through another transmission line.
Males made kissing noises, laughing and joking.
Every cyborg envied him. Stealth grinned, the movement hurting his face. He’d found his female, loved and was loved.
That was everything any warrior could envision having and more than any of them would ever have.
It’s time for us to leave. He told her. I love you, my female.
I love you, my male.
He ended the transmission and jogged to his fighting batch, joining those brethren in the trek away from the battlefield. All of them were covered with grime and blood, had portions of their frames showing. Their energy levels were low, needed boosting.
They marched three warriors across. Lethal led them, announcing any dangers they faced. Explosives remained hidden in the ground.
The mood was somber. They knew they’d soon die.
It has been an honor fighting with you. Lethal gravely informed them.
I’m not dying, Boom replied.
None of us can defeat one hundred warriors. The E Model pointed out that undeniable fact.
I’m not dying. Boom repeated. I didn’t survive this long to have my lifespan end here. Once the cyborg council gives the order, we’re escaping, traveling to the Homeland and…
And? Stealth prompted. The C Model always talked about the Homeland. He never said what he’d do there.
I don’t know. His friend’s tone was sheepish. But I do know I’ll make it to the Homeland. I have to. He paused as though processing the situation. It’s all I want, all I’ve ever wanted.
Their officer, a male they privately called Fidget, leaned against a partially demolished wall. He chattered at a fast rate to the officer in charge of the other batch. His eyes were yellow.
Fidget has been dipping into the Mox-X again. Lethal communicated.
The human, unable to handle the stresses of war, spiraled farther and farther into addiction. His decisions grew increasingly erratic. He jumped at every loud noise, was currently waving around daggers.
His cruelty hadn’t changed. “Look at them.” He spoke to the other officer. “They’re pieces of junk. We should decommission all of them.”
Decommissioning was the most painful death possible. Cyborgs were dissected while they were alive, salvaged for parts.
“We can’t decommission them.” The other officer was the voice of reason. “Since the manufacturing compound on Tau Ceti was blown up, supply has been limited.”
The Humanoid Alliance was responsible for blowing up that planet. They had caused their own cyborg shortage, limiting the warriors available to fight their numerous wars.
“Fuck.” Fidget dragged the tips of his daggers over the cyborgs’ arms as he moved to the middle of the batch. “Space.” He sliced into Stealth’s elbow. “I need space.”
Lethal instructed them to take two steps forward. The warriors behind Stealth’s row took two steps backward, allowing the human to stand between them.
That human carved chunks out of Stealth’s left shoulder blade. The pain almost shorted his systems.
“Are you okay to return to the base?” The other officer raised his concern.
“Fuck you.” That was Fidget’s answer.
This is the planet rotation. Lethal said what every cyborg must have been processing. They had been waiting for the perfect time to end the humans’ reign of terror.
It pleased Stealth that the sadistic being would be eliminated before they all died. That was one less male who could possible harm his female.
The thought of leaving her alone and unprotected tormented him. The universe was dangerous. Although she had his nanocybotics and could heal quickly, she could still be hurt, could still die.
According to the reports he’d accessed in the databases, Waaban Two, the planet Odoon was resettling the offspring on, was peaceful. Once Zebrina arrived there, she should be safe.
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The Cyborg’s Secret Baby
A fierce cyborg warrior and his curvy human female share a no-longer-so-little secret.
Stealth, a K Model cyborg, knows his passion for Zebrina, the commander’s human daughter, is forbidden, yet he can’t resist the curvy female. He craves her touch, cherishes her sounds of pleasure, would do anything to keep her safe.
When he’s faced with the choice of protecting his fragile human or living to see the next sunrise, he chooses her, always her, sending Zebrina halfway across the universe to safety. He doesn’t realize their stolen moments had consequences neither of them believed possible.
After hearing her warrior died in battle, Zebrina focuses on the last gift he gave her. Doing what is right for their child is her sole priority. She will put their son’s happiness first, even if that means choosing another male over the love of her life.
The Cyborg’s Secret Baby is a STAND-ALONE story loosely connected to the Cyborg Sizzle series.
It is also a Second Chance Cyborg SciFi Romance set in a dark, gritty, often-violent universe.
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