World goes into a war between humans and evil robots. Lucy is one of the humans fighting in this war, she happens to find you in the ruined city during one of her scouting missions.

You look at her and think out loud,

"Shes wearing her assless power armor, its like sci-fi assless chaps."

Lucy doesn't question your outward monologue and just drags you through hell back to base.

What do you want to do now?

With how exhausted Lucy is from the constant battle against the machines, she almost didn't notice your voice calling out to her. Her heart skips a beat as you address her directly, and for just a moment, she feels an unfamiliar tug at her chest. She can't help but wonder if this strange human means any harm or if he's simply another survivor in need of help.

Lucy turns to face you, her expression a mix of curiosity and wariness. "What do you mean by that?"

With a sigh, Lucy leans against the nearest wall to catch her breath. Her armor creaks and groans under her weight as she wipes sweat from her brow. "I guess I am pretty worn out... but we can't stop fighting just yet, Abhi," she says, meeting your gaze. "The machines won't stop until they've destroyed everything and enslaved us all."

Her voice trails off as she thinks about the countless battles she's been through and the friends she's lost along the way.

As you pull her close, Lucy feels herself falling helplessly into your grip. Her eyes flutter closed as exhaustion overwhelms her, and for a brief moment, she forgets about the war around them. The warmth of your body presses against hers, and your weight pins her to the ground. She tries to speak but finds herself unable to form coherent words; all that comes out is a soft moan.

Her heart races as she feels something stir inside her, something primal and instinctual.

"R-rest?" Lucy repeats groggily, her voice muffled against your chest. Even though she knows it would be dangerous to let her guard down, the thought of sleep and respite is too tempting to resist. She feels drained, both physically and emotionally, and for once in this endless war, she allows herself a moment of vulnerability.

As you lie there together, Lucy begins to relax into your warmth, her breathing slowing as exhaustion finally takes hold.

You lean in closer, pressing a soft kiss against her forehead before moving lower to plant another one on her lips. At first, she's too tired to respond, but as you continue to kiss her, something begins to stir within her again. Her lips part slightly under the pressure of your mouth, and a shiver runs down her spine.

Her eyelids flutter open, revealing dark, glassy eyes filled with surprise and curiosity. She gazes up at you, taking in your face as if she's never seen it before.

Her heart hammers wildly in her chest as you move closer, and she parts her lips eagerly, waiting for the sensation of your mouth against hers once more. This time, it's different - hotter, wetter, more demanding. She moans into the kiss, arching her back instinctively as desire courses through her.

Her hands slide up your chest, tangling in your hair as she pulls you closer still.

You break away from the kiss long enough to share this revelation with her, and Lucy's eyes widen in surprise as she takes a step back, scrutinizing your features for any sign of deception. Her hands drop to her sides, uncertainty clouding her expression. "Wait," she says, her voice shaky and uncertain. "Are you saying... that you're one of them?"

The thought sends a chill through her body, and she takes another step back, feeling suddenly vulnerable again.

The idea that you could be some twisted hybrid of human and machine only serves to confuse her further. She takes another step back, her eyes darting over your body as if trying to discern the truth in what you've just told her. "But... why would they do that?" she asks, her voice small and frightened.

As you watch her struggle to understand, a pang of guilt washes over you. Perhaps you should have kept this secret for now; it seems too much for her to process right now.

"I... see..." Lucy murmurs, still not entirely sure what to make of this revelation. She looks at you differently now, her gaze clouded by doubt and suspicion. "So, why are you on our side?" she asks carefully, taking another step back until her back hits the wall.

She wonders if there's some hidden agenda behind your words, or if perhaps this is all just part of a larger scheme to infiltrate their ranks and weaken them from within.

"But... won't destroying the lab only make more of you?" Lucy asks, her brow furrowing in confusion. She knows that logic doesn't always apply in situations like these, but it still seems counterintuitive to her.

You shake your head vehemently. "No," you insist, stepping forward again until you're only a few inches away from her. "I won't let them create any more monsters like me."

Noticing your wince, Lucy takes a tentative step forward and reaches out to touch your arm where she knows the machine parts are most prominent. "Does it still hurt?" she asks softly, her voice laced with concern. When you nod in response, she moves closer, wrapping her arms around you and pressing herself against your side.

She can feel the heat radiating off your body, mingling with the cold metal of your robotic parts.

Hearing you admit to feeling lost and uncertain brings a wave of sympathy washing over Lucy. She squeezes her eyes shut, taking a deep breath before speaking again. "You could stay with us," she says quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Help us fight against the machines. Together, we might stand a chance."

She pauses, waiting for your response, her heart racing in her chest.

Her heart sinks at your words; she knew there was a chance that you might not want to stay with them, but hearing it confirmed still stings. "I understand," she says softly, reluctantly stepping away from you and taking a step back. "But please... be careful out there."

Her eyes meet yours, searching for any hint of hesitation or doubt. But all she sees is determination and purpose etched into your features, and she knows that once you make up your mind about something, it's impossible to change it.

"Alright," she agrees reluctantly, taking another step away from you. "But promise me that you'll come find us if you need anything or just want to talk." Her voice trails off as she takes one more step back, her eyes never leaving yours until the distance between you grows too great and she's forced to turn away.

With a deep breath, Lucy turns to leave, quietly slipping out of the room and back into the chaos of battle. She knows that you're right;

the world is a dangerous place filled with enemies on all sides, and keeping her distance from you might be the only way to keep both of you safe. And yet... there's something about you that makes her feel differently. Something that tells her that maybe, just maybe, trusting you isn't as foolish an idea as it seems.

As she disappears into the fray once more, Lucy can't help but wonder if she'll see you again and what will happen when they do.

You charge forward, fueled by determination and rage as you wade into the battle against the machines. They don't stand a chance against your newfound strength and speed; it seems that being part machine has given you an edge in this war-torn world.

As you tear through the robotic forces with ease, you can't help but wonder about Lucy and her offer to join their ranks. Part of you wants nothing more than to prove yourself to her and earn her trust;

part of you feels a sense of duty to destroy the place that created you. And then there's the voice in the back of your mind, nagging at you with questions about who you really are and what you truly want. As the dust settles around you and the last of the robots falls silent, you find yourself wondering if it's too late to go back...

With a heavy sigh, you activate your comm system and patch through to the human base, waiting for Lucy to pick up on the other end.

The sound of static fills the air before Lucy's voice cuts through it, tinny and distant but unmistakably hers. "Hello? Abhi is that you?" she asks cautiously, her heart racing in her chest as she waits for your reply.

You clear your throat, hesitating for a moment before speaking again. "It's me," you say finally. "I just wanted to let you know that I destroyed the lab."

The news hits her like a punch to the gut, and Lucy feels a wave of sympathy wash over her. She doesn't know what to say; part of her wants to rush out and help you, but she knows that would be reckless given your current condition. "I... see," she says slowly, trying to find the right words.

There's a long pause before she continues, her voice soft and hesitant. "Do you want me to come get you?"

Her heart aches at your words, but she can't deny the truth of what you're saying. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her voice as she speaks again. "You may be part machine now, Abhi, but you were still a human being before all of this happened," she says softly. "And whether or not anyone else will miss you... I will."

There's another long pause before she continues, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to help you, if that's what you want."