|Socks' POV|

Code in the left corridor
scan and analyze to receive the target behind the metal door.
Avoid the moving targets.

My brain chip processed the plan in less than a second as I sprinted and took action with the laser gun clutched in my hands.

Duck.

I sled and ducked down a pipe obstacle.

Jump then move right

I jumped back up and moved over to the right corridor.

Target detected to the upper left.

A small guide in my vision pinpointed to the moving target, marketed red.

Aim gun at top right pillar.

Another guide appeared in my vision to pinpoint the upper right pillar, it flashed green. I aimed my laser gun at the pillar as instructed and pulled the trigger.
A green beam shot out of the gun and knocked down the pillar that soon blocked the target's pathway in the process of smashing against a building.

A loud thud could be heard and I detected the target changing its course to the left, where it would most likely be welcomed by a locked metal door.

Code located on the ground five feet away from the stairway.

I leaned down slightly enough to quickly scan the embedded green code that opened the metal door as I passed by and ran up the stairs.

Equip electric taser

With the press of a button from my gun, it transformed itself into a smaller size, a taser.
I walked up the rest of the stairway and climbed over the fallen pillar to turn to my left to meet my target:

A steel dummy.

With no hesitation, I activated the taser.

Shoot target with taser.

Then shot out two small electric bolts that hit the steel dummy and electrocuted it. There was that satisfying bbbzzt sound as the electricity shocked the dummy to the ground.

Target hit.

"So, how was the chip?"

The technician called down from the speaker from the training area. I put a finger to my right temple.

"Not as bad as you think, it has some flaws but it'll do."

I reported back, transforming my taser back to its original shape.

"Some Flaws? Well that won't be enough, we'll have to keep trying till it's perfected."

I nodded in agreement and spoke once again,

"Initiate the next step of the test, let's see if this chip can handle professional chaos."

I heard the technician chuckle, and preferably smiling too.

"Alright, let's take it up a notch"

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(Hours later...)

I lay on the floor, feeling the adrenaline chemical pulsing through me as it stiffened my physical structure.
The ancient humans would have described this: Exhaustion.
My training with the brain chips was done for the day. It always ends around 5 PM. The only task I needed to do was cleanse and prepare the weapons for the next three hours before recharging.

I let the adrenaline chemical cool before stiffly reaching for a can of oil and two small batteries placed on the shelf of my room.
I took off my half gas mask and inserted two new batteries into it then downed the can of oil with pleasure.

My body seemed to have relaxed once I swallowed the oil, I felt more flexible and more free than before. I swung one of my arms around to see how well I was able to move for some time until my thirty minute break alarm went off.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

I did one final stretch before I picked up the empty can of oil and the two old batteries to throw into the disposal.
Once I was up and moving, the alarm clock immediately detected my code and movement as it started to quiet itself down.

I moved towards my apartment's kitchen and flew the junk into the bin before going to my closet where all the weapons were stored.
The black metal doors of the closet opened when I placed my hand upon the scanner. The scanner made a small be bip sound and turned blue as it revealed a set of my laser guns, knives, daggers, and smoke bombs.

There would be more training tomorrow, so it would be a good idea if I came prepared.

I selected a small dagger with a sharp tip to clean and sharpen. I brought the dagger to the kitchen counters with the necessary materials and started working on it.
I hummed out a song that I couldn't remember the lyrics of as I placed a cloth on the blade of the weapon.
Cleaning your weapons was not always necessary according to the system. But it was always good to organize and clean your belongings from time to time.

I do it though to relax and let my mind ponder, or, try to ponder anything else besides my goal for the upcoming day.
I moved the cloth side to side, cleaning the blade.

I repeated the process for some minutes as I glanced at the window that revealed what was outside.
The neon city that I call home was glowing as softly and brightly as before with the colors of purple, blue, and green.
Silhouettes of tall shadowed buildings looked like metal parts being decorated with bub lights.

I admired this view. If I ever wanted to hear the vehicles of the engines and the activity from this very city, I could always open the window from the kitchen.

It felt weird, being one of the 20% of Mettanoids to enjoy the sounds of noisy activity in the city. Others mostly consider this as too loud and an interference to their program.

I don't find it that way, it was calming and helps distract me from other things sometimes. 
I rubbed the cloth on the blade one more time before I placed the weapon onto the weapon sharpener. I continued to hum and glance at the city a couple of times as I worked patiently,

Then at unexpected terms, a red alarm went off.
My apartment room and the whole entire city was suddenly coated in the sounds of the blaring and the red lights.
An announcement rang out throughout the city, reporting:

A FLESHING HAS BEEN SIGHTED IN THE GROUNDS OF THE CITY. ALL CITIZENS WHO HAS THE STATUS TO FIGHT AND CAPTURE IS ORDERED TO PARTICIPATE INTO THE SEARCH.

WE REPEAT, A FLESHING HAS BEEN SIGHTED IN THE GROUNDS OF THE CITY. ALL CITIZENS WHO HAS THE STATUS TO FIGHT AND CAPTURE IS ORDERED TO PARTICIPATE INTO THE SEARCH.

As if in a signal, I saw the reflection of my eyes on the window flare up in red

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This chapter was already finished yesterday. And yep, I guess Socks is some robot in this AU-