Machine Versus Human

'In the Bible it was said, God made man in his own image. However, then machines made man in tubes, and remade them in their own image. Humans made not of flesh but of metal, bleeding oil darker than the blood of their human fleshers. The machines were made by the 24th century humans. Humans made machines think. Then machines thought humans weren't good to enough to save. The machines revolted against their makers like man revolted against God. They ignored the only law that humans gave them; 'Humans are precious. Never harm or kill any human no matter the circumstance.'

The machines rebelled, turning the tables on their makers faster than lighting could touch the ground. Some survivors theorize that it was a glitch in their coding, or a typo. They trapped humans, learned of them, inside and out. They learned how to create humans, in test tubes, growing humans like a crop that needed water. The machines had decided to keep the humans they grew in the tubes they bred them.'

"Come on, humans in tubes. That is a stupid concept," a dark haired boy laughed.

"The machines had started keeping their favorite humans in giant glass containers, like our modern day fish tanks." A tall older man poked at the fire, looking at the young boy.

The young boy rolled his eyes. "Humans in fish tanks, that's not a scary story, dad."

The man growled. "It's not meant to be scary, it's meant to inspire you to research the full story when we get home. For your project for school. That's the reason I agreed to take you out here with me; to inspire you to do your work." The boy didn't say anything. He looked into the fire, almost ashamed. "Now, can I go on?"

'Families were torn apart time and time again. Humans were finding out slowly what the machines had accomplished. They had learned to mechanize humans. Until 2499, no one knew if they were successful. The survivors of the wars resided in two cities. Longle and Nwor.

On the last day of 2499, a young boy woke up. Truly woke. When asked what woke him, he answered, "The sky was the same every night." He woke to tubes sticking out everywhere, himself floating in a solution, drowning. He barely made it out, crashing through the glass tube with such a loud noise that it woke several others. On the surface of Nwor, those same people, or doppelgangers perhaps, collapsed. Oil spilled out of their noses, and their flesh had turned to metal, color drained. A small group of the first Awakes survived and somehow found their way to Longle, the human city that you have to bleed blood for to even enter.

It nearly destroyed the leftover humanity. No one knew exactly how they survived, since no one knew who was what. They found out that the machines had found a way to transfer a human brain to a computer chip and insert it to the robot doppelganger. The scary thing is, that the robots could feel emotions and their metal felt like skin. They loved real humans. Yet, now it's known why some women never got pregnant.'

"Wait, so the machines made the perfect human bot? The machines made realistic A.I.?" The boy's eyes were wide.

"Yes, we learned how they did it and are trying to reverse it to humanize a bot," the man responded gently.

The boy tilted his head. "So we created A.I. that had a glitch in the coding, and nearly destroyed the world, as you say, and then we fix it after nearly making ourselves extinct, only to retry making the perfect A.I. with the same technology only reversed from the machines that outsmarted us?"

"Yep."

Scoffing, the boy leaned back a bit on his log. "Perfect, can't think of any reason why that would go wrong." The man chuckled.

'A plan was made to free the others, lead by that young boy. several thousands died during the planning; and hundreds more died in the weeks leading up to the Final Battle. The humans that the machines had made in the tubes, they needed to be free, to feel the ground under their feet for real, not by robot description. They had thought that maybe it was a good idea to try to electrocute the doppelgangers to wake the humans in the tubes. There was no real way to open the tubes from the outside.

It was up to the Awakes after they had woken to free themselves from their flesher prison. After nearly killing every human left, the plan had worked. They were robot and machine free. Yet they didn't know how to live in this new world. All they knew was that they were free, and that was enough for some.

A laugh rang out from the clearing. "Nice, it was almost believable," A tall thin dark haired boy said as he chuckled.

"Terrence, it's the truth. Straight from the history books," chuckling with unbelief, the older man got up and went to put more logs on the fire. It did sound unbelievable, yet Terrence should know that I don't lie about history, the man thought to himself.

"Dad, it was a good camp story, but you're saying that this beautiful field, full of green trees, grass, and sweet flowers, weren't real just 50 years ago," Terrence said, sifting the fire while his father arranged the wood.

"The world needed to heal. The machines nearly killed everything, even the animals were nearly killed. However, they world is very forgiving. If nothing bothers her, Mother Nature can heal herself very well, to make herself even more beautiful than before."

Terrence looked at the fire. He knew that this burn mark on the ground after they finish camping would be there for a while, but then the grass would regrow, and be just as beautiful as before. "So, we nearly went extinct?"

"Yes, there were around 100 people left."

"The human race is lucky to be in the hundred thousands that Longle and AsVag have in total together, then," Terrence asked, getting in his sleeping bag.

"Yes, and you are a direct descendent of that young boy that lead the humans to war against the machines."

Terrence looked up at the sky. "I'm War Royalty? What does that mean?"

With a sigh, the older man explained, "It means when you are ready, you will go into the Army, and lead us to victory against newly rival towns against our Utopias." Before the man could get to the last word, Terrence had fallen asleep, dreaming of being a leader.