be accepted into a “loving” society. Those secluded from normal society could find refuge and families. It wasn’t long before their numbers increased. Word spread beyond our country and people all over the world jumped on the prospect of unity and acceptance.
They sought refuge in underground bunkers and sewers. Most of the members were experienced and versed in coding, software, technology and the sciences. They developed a way to inject software into their minds. To fuse their emotional selves with new computer selves. They developed weapons and gear that they could implant into their bodies. They implanted themselves with guns, cannons and even bionic limbs and eyes. They did it all, and they did it efficiently. Nobody saw these people for a couple years until they attacked. They attacked President Rose and his colleagues and assassinated them. The world watched in awe as a group of misfit rebels started their conquest of the world: a world where humans evolve into technological beings.
Soon after the assassination, most of the androidians were wiped out. Government agents got hold of many key locations where these people lived. They destroyed the towns and either killed or kidnapped the people who inhabited these spaces. It was a huge loss for them, but only made them stronger.
They haven’t been seen much since these attacks. Many people think they are plotting something. Many people think they are planning a large-scale attack on the mortals to take down the oppressive establishment.
“Well, class,” Mr. Quigley said, “As you can see, there is a lot of debate and confusion about these people.
“Some people think they are just a group of misguided and misinformed individuals, while others think they want the destruction of our current world.
“Your assignment for tonight is to write a short paper on what you think of the androidians,” he said. “Write anything you feel about them and what you think the government should do, if anything.”
I barely remembered anything that was said in the movie or by Mr. Quigley. All I could think about was James. I wondered what his family was like. Were they a real family, or just a group of people living together calling themselves a family? Would they even accept me, a mortal, into their home?
As I left school, I couldn’t stop asking myself those questions. It drove me crazy, but I knew I had to wait until Saturday to find out the answers to my questions.
As I gathered my things and started to make my way to the entrance, my phone beeped.
“I need to talk to you,” said Marcus.
“Okay. On my way home now,” I replied.
I had forgotten all about Marcus last night. I got so caught up with James that I never tried to find out why he was so upset with me. I felt really bad, and I wanted to try to make it up to him.
I went up and rushed to my room. I had to get online and talk to Marcus. I had to apologize to him.
“Hey!” I typed. “What’s up?”
“Not too much. Sorry for logging off on you yesterday. How was school?”
“It was good. I have to write this stupid paper.”
“Oh really? What about?”
“About the androidians and how I feel about them.”
“I see. How do you feel about them?”
“I don’t know. I mean I guess they really aren’t that good of a people. I mean they have been committing bad acts and everyone thinks they are plotting something bad. I guess I am just not that into them.”
“Oh, that’s too bad.”
“Why would that be too bad?”
“I don’t know. I guess I just believe that not everybody of a certain group is bad. There have been many bad humans but nobody lumps them all into one category. I think there are probably good androidians out there who are discriminated against because of others.”
“I guess, oh well.”
“Yeah, oh well.”
After he sent that, he logged off on me again.
They sought refuge in underground bunkers and sewers. Most of the members were experienced and versed in coding, software, technology and the sciences. They developed a way to inject software into their minds. To fuse their emotional selves with new computer selves. They developed weapons and gear that they could implant into their bodies. They implanted themselves with guns, cannons and even bionic limbs and eyes. They did it all, and they did it efficiently. Nobody saw these people for a couple years until they attacked. They attacked President Rose and his colleagues and assassinated them. The world watched in awe as a group of misfit rebels started their conquest of the world: a world where humans evolve into technological beings.
Soon after the assassination, most of the androidians were wiped out. Government agents got hold of many key locations where these people lived. They destroyed the towns and either killed or kidnapped the people who inhabited these spaces. It was a huge loss for them, but only made them stronger.
They haven’t been seen much since these attacks. Many people think they are plotting something. Many people think they are planning a large-scale attack on the mortals to take down the oppressive establishment.
“Well, class,” Mr. Quigley said, “As you can see, there is a lot of debate and confusion about these people.
“Some people think they are just a group of misguided and misinformed individuals, while others think they want the destruction of our current world.
“Your assignment for tonight is to write a short paper on what you think of the androidians,” he said. “Write anything you feel about them and what you think the government should do, if anything.”
I barely remembered anything that was said in the movie or by Mr. Quigley. All I could think about was James. I wondered what his family was like. Were they a real family, or just a group of people living together calling themselves a family? Would they even accept me, a mortal, into their home?
As I left school, I couldn’t stop asking myself those questions. It drove me crazy, but I knew I had to wait until Saturday to find out the answers to my questions.
As I gathered my things and started to make my way to the entrance, my phone beeped.
“I need to talk to you,” said Marcus.
“Okay. On my way home now,” I replied.
I had forgotten all about Marcus last night. I got so caught up with James that I never tried to find out why he was so upset with me. I felt really bad, and I wanted to try to make it up to him.
I went up and rushed to my room. I had to get online and talk to Marcus. I had to apologize to him.
“Hey!” I typed. “What’s up?”
“Not too much. Sorry for logging off on you yesterday. How was school?”
“It was good. I have to write this stupid paper.”
“Oh really? What about?”
“About the androidians and how I feel about them.”
“I see. How do you feel about them?”
“I don’t know. I mean I guess they really aren’t that good of a people. I mean they have been committing bad acts and everyone thinks they are plotting something bad. I guess I am just not that into them.”
“Oh, that’s too bad.”
“Why would that be too bad?”
“I don’t know. I guess I just believe that not everybody of a certain group is bad. There have been many bad humans but nobody lumps them all into one category. I think there are probably good androidians out there who are discriminated against because of others.”
“I guess, oh well.”
“Yeah, oh well.”
After he sent that, he logged off on me again.
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