Aramus – a true cyborg

Here’s a rough snippet from Aramus, the cyborg who loves to hate humans.

Aramus jogged in the lead, gun loosely held in one hand, a knife in the other. He’d found for close quarter combat, a blade did a better job than firearms. It didn’t give the same satisfaction as using his bare fists, but when it came to efficiency, he liked the silence and projectile ability of a good knife. Not all of his kind shared his preference. Some had gotten soft since their liberation and eschewed weapons with sharp edges claiming they were too messy. Aramus didn’t know what their problem was. A little bit of cold water always rinsed the blood out.

Lol, he’s such a warm hearted hunk. Wait until you see what I do to the poor guy.