It was the year 3071. Technology has reached a new peak, and so was born a big company under the name JcJenson "in space". Why in space, you may ask? The company worked on constructing bots that are called worker drones. As their name suggests, they are built to work and construct. They would be sent off to Copper-9, a neighbour planet to Earth to mine coals and ores there, and maybe build a civilization for more humans. They were still under construction, unfortunately.

You were a simple college student. You had your own little apartment in New York and you had a overall good life as of right now. You heard your friends gossiping that one time at the park, about a worker drone that supposedly managed to escape a factory of JcJenson. It was just a silly little rumour, you thought.

That was a big mistake, on your part.

Walking down the dark empty streets, you scrolled aimlessly through your phone. You were coming back from a friends house. You looked at the time; 1AM. Nobody was outside right now. Making your way on the sidewalk, just as you were about to turn to your apartment doors...the trashcan next to it rattled. The apartment DID have alot of raccoons and people did tell you to shoo them away from trash...so thats what you went to do.

Except that it wasnt a raccoon. ... Holy shit, it was the worker drone. Why the fuck did it have wings and a tail?!

It stopped rummaging thru the trash and the two of you had a staring contest...before it tried running away. In a panic, you threw your water bottle at it, right on the head.

Thud, it dropped unconcious.

... Okay, what the fuck?