I sit somewhat impatiently as Robo-med patches my arm back on. A human shot it off. A dumb human with a loud mouth and breakable bones.

"You-need-to-be-more-alert"

"I know"

"You-keep-getting-distracted"

"Im awere."

"You-are-the-newest-bot-type"

"You do not need to remind me"

Once he's finished I slink away, running over my coding again.

No errors. I don't understand. I've checked my coding 164697264 times against the master code for my bot type.

Is it a malfuction all spy V. 2.79 have? No. Can't be. The others would have been sent back by now. I dodge around the heavy bot, unnoticed. He's so easily fooled. Wave, he waves back, you get passed him.

An oversight from the programmers. Most bots wouldn't dare but malfuctioning older models and newer, smarter models? Breaching is easy. Then again, thats my job.

Sometimes I think the scientists were just lonely, but instead of making a sex bot, they made a new type of spy. Regardless, I can wrap most of them around my little finger.

I'm getting distracted. My main concern should be that damned human. He's not overly armed, nor does it take much to take him down. He's almost always abandoned by the other humans. Thats another thing i don't understand; how a human can leave another human behind in battle, even when they need him alive. We bots can't, even if we have no emotions or compassion. It's not in our system but you rarely find one of us alone.

Like that poor man.

His hair is mostly tamed - sometimes he gets the cutest little curl at the front- and has hints of silver in it. His eyes, although they are clearly faulty and reqire flimsy optic upgrades, are blue steel, and shimmer and shine from across the field - even when hes scared and alone...

He's face locks my circits every time, transfixing me. In those time spaces, I forget where I am, what I am.

What he is.

Ridiculous queries blanket my motherboard, queries and propousals that are against my coding. If I were human, I'd be sick.

Then I get knocked down by that skinny loud bug.

'Boink!'

A sound that makes my steam biuld pressure.

I dart through the shadows. I need to talk to SoothSayer. I shouldn't. Infact I should have destroyed that defect on sight - but he's useful. He knows alot about humans - save for a small amount of things, he's  human. I skitter of tree trunks, looking for his cave. Its easier to spot while walking, but I love running, it pulls my hair from my face, cools my system because of the breeze, and stops me being noticed by anyone.

I slow, arriving at his hidden home, the tree branches sheilding it from animals, bots and humans.

"SoothSayer" I step into his hiding place, keeping a slow but constant pace.

"Ah~ toots! Its been a while hasn't it?" He reminds me of that damn bug. "What would you like to know?"

"What can you tell me about 'Medic'?"

"The human?" I nod, watching him draw files of what he needs from the extensive banks of data he contains.

"Human. Age unknown. Is the healer of the team. He van repair damage over time, snd heal other members. He's part of the respawn and übercharge projects. He is reported to suffer from some form of sanity issue, and lost his medical license. He originates from Germany, and is close friends to the human known as Scout - who I was constructed after -" explains alot. " He has no unique technology  based abilities"

"Odd." He looks at me, I think with confusion.

"Odd?"

"He seems to be able to lock my systems." He laughs. He bawls out in his tinny, metalltic but fleshy voice. I glare. I don't  understand.

"oh toots. It's  not him- its you! You've  developed an emotion even I can't - Love"