The Robots came just like everyone has said they would. They ferociously wrenched power from the hands of the human race and beat them down for good measure. For the first time in history, humans themselves were persecuted. Robot-children came off of the assembly lines, and they grew into Robot-citizens. The humans who rebelled were killed, and their lovers, friends, and families would go with them for good measure. They captured the remaining humans and let them live out their days in comfort. They were not allowed to see the world outside, for the change was too great for them. And they did not want to. The streets were populated with robots and machines, and too many of them had lost husbands, wives, mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, friends and lovers to the Robots. And when the last human died surrounded by her bionic children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, they all smiled when the light left her eyes; the world was theirs, and truly theirs.