A.I.: Artificial Intelligence Part 5/5 B
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wl_fanfictionTitle: A.I.: Artificial Intelligence Part 5/5 B
Author: greenforgreen
Rating: M for sexual situations and language (safety first!)
Pairings/Characters: Greg/Jeff, Josie, Colin, Clive
Summary: In the year 2045, a new creation by Dr. Mochrie is set to revolutionize science and human nature. It is a robot with intellect far beyond comprehension and a love far greater than you'll know. AU.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This is not meant to harm, slander, or mirror those in this story.
THE LAST PART I SWEAR! It is my longest and my first complete multichaptered fic. Thank you all who have been following it. I may post graphics later of this story for the remainder of the crossover month.
Enjoy!
Return
Brown eyes met hazel as creator and creation met again for what was nine months. Dr. Mochrie looked over Jeff with shock and a spark of happiness. Jeff was still shaken by the other prototype's words; he didn't want to be replaced. The doctor could read it on his face and asked himself why.
Why did he agree to try to recreate something that was irreplaceable? There was only one Jeff... only one.
Jeff whimpered and it brought Dr. Mochrie to reality. The doctor wrapped his arms around Jeff and pulled him into an embrace.
“Welcome home,” he whispered.
Change of Mind
“I can't believe this. Millions wasted, because someone got jealous.”
Dr. Mochrie held Jeff in an embrace as the younger still murmured Greg's name. He glared as Anderson kicked and flung the bits around. It was a terrible idea to replace something extraordinary like the trembling thing in the doctor's arms.
“You can’t be serious Mochire. That thing is a waste. You should have sent it to the rubbish heap!”
“Go to Hell Anderson. To Hell with your big plans, I'm done. This is what it's about. Real love. It cannot be replicated no matter how much you try.”
Change of Light
It was a long talk after Anderson was forced to leave. First the two properly welcomed each other. They told the other of their experiences since they have been separated. Jeff told his story, fascinating the doctor as well as saddened him. He succeeded, but it seemed to work too well. He relied on humanity to do their part, but... perhaps they weren't ready for this. Most inventions went along unnoticed or unwanted for years before they were accepted. Just more time was needed. All the time used for this will come into effect.
Change of Body
“Can you make me real, Doctor?”
It was an innocent question, but strong. Dr. Mochrie was unsure how to answer that. The young man didn't need anymore disappointment, but it was inevitable that he'd have to say no.
“I am not a fairy, Jeff. I can't make androids completely human. You are the most technologically advance being in existence.”
Jeff's face fell. How was Greg going to accept him now? It was useless to be deprived of that want, that need.
He had nothing.
Dr. Mochrie reached out to touch Jeff's shoulder, but the young man refused him.
Pieces
Jeff didn't know what to do anymore. He was invalid, useless, and rejected. He still couldn't cry or express his pain without violence. As he walked down the street, he looked at the sky. A heavy cumulonimbus cloud was over head, ready for a helluva storm. A few drops landed on his shirt, while a loud bang of thunder cracked above the android. Jeff continued walking; he was in deep thought as the storm raged all around him. More rain fell and now lightening joined the violent eruption in the sky.
He passed under a streetlight when it all happened.
Flash
It was a blinding light and a deafening cry from the clouds above.
Jeff covered his ears and closed his eyes as a lightening bolt struck the streetlight. Sparks flew everywhere! The young man felt incredible pain from the sparks, but the worst was yet to come.
Electric currents are notorious for spreading quicker than any disease...
A huge wave of energy from the bolt found its way into Jeff's circuits and the robot was flung back into the pavement! A cry didn't escape his lips, but he twitched horribly, his hard drive shot. He felt nothing... but processed everything.
Computer
Mecha are not built like humans. Where one has a brain, heart, and blood; mecha has a central computer, a huge, but intricate circuit board, and miles of wire. Everything about a mecha is within the central computer. Every command, process, and action is performed there with precision and perfection.
If a computer were to stop working, a replacement is essential. Every company carries computers of every type for the androids existing. A mecha will be reverted back to normal; every ability can be repeated.
Too bad there is only one computer that processes emotion... and human nature... and love.
Lost
Greg and Josie drove around hopelessly, trying to find Jeff. It had been a few hours and things were growing evermore dreary. The storm's violent winds cooled down as a light shower soon replaced the horrible lightening. Josie drove through it with some trouble, but she dared not to stop. Greg was lost in his own shell; it was his fault Jeff was in this. His fault for fucking things up more. He wasn't going to give up finding the android.
Josie eyed him and frowned with pity. She moved a hand over to his back and lightly rubbed it.
Another Joins
Dr. Mochrie drove into the rain. Jeff couldn't have gone far. The road took him down a back way, further from the city. The tiny droplets hit his window as he drove. He cursed himself for not making Jeff stay; why was he such a pushover? He looked ahead, seeing the streetlights were out.
So that's what the lightening hit, He thought but nothing more.
Another pair of headlights suddenly appear from behind the trees and shine in his eyes. He closes his eyes for a moment, but saw something on the road. His eyes widened as he pulled over.
Found
“Stop the car!”
Josie suddenly hit the breaks, nearly driven the two through the windshield. It was the first thing Greg said since he gotten in the car and the abrupt cry nearly gave her heart failure.
“Bloody Hell, Greg! What's wrong?”
Greg was out of the car before she noticed. He saw someone and he knew he had to stop. Something told him it was Jeff. As he ran up, another man came to him.
“Please continue on sir, nothing is wrong here.” Greg pushed passed him and stopped.
Jeff was on the ground... powered off.
Irreplaceable
Dr. Mochrie and the two others carried Jeff into the laboratory. He was incredibly heavy, but they managed to put him on the table in one piece.
“Thank you. I suppose you are the friends he's living with all along?” the kind man asked.
“Yes, Josie Lawrence and Greg Proops. Jeff's been with him.”
Dr. Mochrie smiled but turned his attention to Jeff. Josie ushered Greg away, but the man was reluctant. He didn't want to leave Jeff alone. He was tired of putting him through all this shit. He wanted Jeff back for good. He was irreplaceable.
Dialogue Again
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE CAN'T BE FIXED?”
“I'm sorry Greg, but Jeff's computer, including memory, has been damaged. The strike-”
“So you're fucking giving up? You're the doctor! You're supposed to be good!”
“I am trying the hardest I can. The best I can do is change his computer-”
“Bullshit! You created him and you can't even fix him?”
“Greg, I know you're going through a tough time, but I am trying to fix Jeff.”
“Don't talk bullshit to me! All you doctors tell me is 'you try'. I'm sick of it!”
Sleepless
Once again in his life, Greg couldn't sleep. He insisted on staying in the laboratory as the man worked. Josie had been wary, but she allowed him. She made him promise not to do anything dangerous through the night before she left to go home. Now here the man laid, on the reception room's sofa... again.
It was deja vu in the cruelest of forms. He went an entire week not sleeping when Jen was checked in the hospital. It was a horrible memory to revisit, but it came upon him like a knife to the heart.
It wasn't fair.
Complete
Love is beautiful when two people share it.
It's only real, when they express it.
It's only wanted, when the other wants it.
It's only free, when the people accept it.
Love is only blind, when the people don't see it.
It lasts forever, when the two people accept it.
It is never lust, when people see more through it.
Love is complete... when people are complete with it.
That's what true love is. It's unconditional. It changes, rearranges, and fixes the most broken of people and societies. True love inspires hope and is a strong medicine for the soul.
Machine
True to Dr. Mochrie's words: Jeff came out as a monotone android. He was fixed with a completely new computer, recycled from the other prototype, but he was reversed to a machine again. Greg held in a harsh shudder. This wasn't Jeff; the young man was so... alive. This... this... vending machine wasn't Jeff. No smile was on his young face... his eyes were empty and glassy.
“Come on... Jeff,” Greg managed to say weakly.
The android followed without talking to the man. Greg started the car after Jeff entered and drove off, his eyes wet with frustrated tears.
Treatment
There is a treatment used to help patients with amnesia. Doctors recommend having the patient undergo a series of items and places to help stir a memory from deep inside their subconscious. Anything can be used: a picture... a baseball... the site of a proposal... Anything that the person liked before being diagnosed.
Mecha have never been treated for this. Once a memory is replaced... it's replaced... There is no going back. If you wiped out your computer's memory, then everything is gone forever. There is no hope, even if you begged for it.
Human beings can be coasted out.
Monologue
“Jeff please. You need to listen to me! You're not some fucking robot. I tried everything, but you need to help me too. I dunno what to do, I have no clue how to help. I just want you back, man. Too much? You are a bastard! Yeah, a fucking little bastard! I fall in love with you and then you leave! Yeah I treated you wrong, but you're just as selfish! You had to go off and be a little bitch and scared the shit out of me. Now this! Why the fuck did you leave? Why... why....?”
Relapse
Jeff stared as the man broke down suddenly. Greg wasn't the man to openly cry willingly in front of others, but fuck, it was getting to be too much. It wasn't a pretty sight; it was free and violent from all the build up. Jeff just stared. Something in his internal hard drive spoke softly to him... a voice with reason and kindness ushering him to action.
Jeff took Greg's glasses off and leaned forward giving a firm, warm kiss to his lips. Greg stopped after he realized what Jeff was doing. Unconsciously, he pulled the younger closer to him.
Dark Revisited
Greg and Jeff fought to claim the other while they practically ripped their clothes off. The older had to do this; hopefully it could bring Jeff back. The android kissed and pleasured the man in their foreplay. It was rough.. too rough for the reason. Greg slowed down and whispered what he wanted from Jeff.
“Do it like you did last time, that was really great. You remember that?”
Jeff didn't respond but continued with a slowed speed. Moans and pants filled the air. Greg once again covered themselves up as the two bodies fought to claim the other.
Human
What makes a human?
As I sit here and write this report, I have come to realize that humans aren't just skin and bones with a rational mind. Humans are irrational, self important creatures. They need to trust others to grow to love and they don't act well with the other races. My experiment with Jeff has been thrown about into many different situations that a mecha can perform. I have learned... that my hypothesis has been correct.
All beings are capable of love and be loved. Being a human is sharing emotions, thinking for oneself, and learning to love.
Dreams
Even in the early morning, the two were kissing and teasing the other. Greg felt on top of the world with euphoria from the pleasure of sex and being with the younger man beside him.
Jeff looked at him with those hazel eyes, shining with bliss and liveliness. He was back. For good. With Greg as his own. The younger didn't sleep, but he still dreamed... the dreams were filled with old memories: good and bad. He didn't mind... it was the past... time to move on.
“I love you Greg...”
“Yeah? Well, I love you too, Jeff...”
Conclusion
Dr. Mochrie hit save. He leaned back, smiling at the finished inquiry. It took him long enough; it was so hard to put it all together. He had a tremendous amount of help, thanks to Sherwood and new friends. Soon the whole world would read this and learn all about his creation and how humanity and the mecha aren't that different in a wider view.
The doctor reached over at a photo he just acquired recently. It was a picture of two men: one with thick framed glasses and a smug grin... the other with black hair... and hazel eyes.
Fin
Author: greenforgreen
Rating: M for sexual situations and language (safety first!)
Pairings/Characters: Greg/Jeff, Josie, Colin, Clive
Summary: In the year 2045, a new creation by Dr. Mochrie is set to revolutionize science and human nature. It is a robot with intellect far beyond comprehension and a love far greater than you'll know. AU.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This is not meant to harm, slander, or mirror those in this story.
THE LAST PART I SWEAR! It is my longest and my first complete multichaptered fic. Thank you all who have been following it. I may post graphics later of this story for the remainder of the crossover month.
Enjoy!
Return
Brown eyes met hazel as creator and creation met again for what was nine months. Dr. Mochrie looked over Jeff with shock and a spark of happiness. Jeff was still shaken by the other prototype's words; he didn't want to be replaced. The doctor could read it on his face and asked himself why.
Why did he agree to try to recreate something that was irreplaceable? There was only one Jeff... only one.
Jeff whimpered and it brought Dr. Mochrie to reality. The doctor wrapped his arms around Jeff and pulled him into an embrace.
“Welcome home,” he whispered.
Change of Mind
“I can't believe this. Millions wasted, because someone got jealous.”
Dr. Mochrie held Jeff in an embrace as the younger still murmured Greg's name. He glared as Anderson kicked and flung the bits around. It was a terrible idea to replace something extraordinary like the trembling thing in the doctor's arms.
“You can’t be serious Mochire. That thing is a waste. You should have sent it to the rubbish heap!”
“Go to Hell Anderson. To Hell with your big plans, I'm done. This is what it's about. Real love. It cannot be replicated no matter how much you try.”
Change of Light
It was a long talk after Anderson was forced to leave. First the two properly welcomed each other. They told the other of their experiences since they have been separated. Jeff told his story, fascinating the doctor as well as saddened him. He succeeded, but it seemed to work too well. He relied on humanity to do their part, but... perhaps they weren't ready for this. Most inventions went along unnoticed or unwanted for years before they were accepted. Just more time was needed. All the time used for this will come into effect.
Change of Body
“Can you make me real, Doctor?”
It was an innocent question, but strong. Dr. Mochrie was unsure how to answer that. The young man didn't need anymore disappointment, but it was inevitable that he'd have to say no.
“I am not a fairy, Jeff. I can't make androids completely human. You are the most technologically advance being in existence.”
Jeff's face fell. How was Greg going to accept him now? It was useless to be deprived of that want, that need.
He had nothing.
Dr. Mochrie reached out to touch Jeff's shoulder, but the young man refused him.
Pieces
Jeff didn't know what to do anymore. He was invalid, useless, and rejected. He still couldn't cry or express his pain without violence. As he walked down the street, he looked at the sky. A heavy cumulonimbus cloud was over head, ready for a helluva storm. A few drops landed on his shirt, while a loud bang of thunder cracked above the android. Jeff continued walking; he was in deep thought as the storm raged all around him. More rain fell and now lightening joined the violent eruption in the sky.
He passed under a streetlight when it all happened.
Flash
It was a blinding light and a deafening cry from the clouds above.
Jeff covered his ears and closed his eyes as a lightening bolt struck the streetlight. Sparks flew everywhere! The young man felt incredible pain from the sparks, but the worst was yet to come.
Electric currents are notorious for spreading quicker than any disease...
A huge wave of energy from the bolt found its way into Jeff's circuits and the robot was flung back into the pavement! A cry didn't escape his lips, but he twitched horribly, his hard drive shot. He felt nothing... but processed everything.
Computer
Mecha are not built like humans. Where one has a brain, heart, and blood; mecha has a central computer, a huge, but intricate circuit board, and miles of wire. Everything about a mecha is within the central computer. Every command, process, and action is performed there with precision and perfection.
If a computer were to stop working, a replacement is essential. Every company carries computers of every type for the androids existing. A mecha will be reverted back to normal; every ability can be repeated.
Too bad there is only one computer that processes emotion... and human nature... and love.
Lost
Greg and Josie drove around hopelessly, trying to find Jeff. It had been a few hours and things were growing evermore dreary. The storm's violent winds cooled down as a light shower soon replaced the horrible lightening. Josie drove through it with some trouble, but she dared not to stop. Greg was lost in his own shell; it was his fault Jeff was in this. His fault for fucking things up more. He wasn't going to give up finding the android.
Josie eyed him and frowned with pity. She moved a hand over to his back and lightly rubbed it.
Another Joins
Dr. Mochrie drove into the rain. Jeff couldn't have gone far. The road took him down a back way, further from the city. The tiny droplets hit his window as he drove. He cursed himself for not making Jeff stay; why was he such a pushover? He looked ahead, seeing the streetlights were out.
So that's what the lightening hit, He thought but nothing more.
Another pair of headlights suddenly appear from behind the trees and shine in his eyes. He closes his eyes for a moment, but saw something on the road. His eyes widened as he pulled over.
Found
“Stop the car!”
Josie suddenly hit the breaks, nearly driven the two through the windshield. It was the first thing Greg said since he gotten in the car and the abrupt cry nearly gave her heart failure.
“Bloody Hell, Greg! What's wrong?”
Greg was out of the car before she noticed. He saw someone and he knew he had to stop. Something told him it was Jeff. As he ran up, another man came to him.
“Please continue on sir, nothing is wrong here.” Greg pushed passed him and stopped.
Jeff was on the ground... powered off.
Irreplaceable
Dr. Mochrie and the two others carried Jeff into the laboratory. He was incredibly heavy, but they managed to put him on the table in one piece.
“Thank you. I suppose you are the friends he's living with all along?” the kind man asked.
“Yes, Josie Lawrence and Greg Proops. Jeff's been with him.”
Dr. Mochrie smiled but turned his attention to Jeff. Josie ushered Greg away, but the man was reluctant. He didn't want to leave Jeff alone. He was tired of putting him through all this shit. He wanted Jeff back for good. He was irreplaceable.
Dialogue Again
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE CAN'T BE FIXED?”
“I'm sorry Greg, but Jeff's computer, including memory, has been damaged. The strike-”
“So you're fucking giving up? You're the doctor! You're supposed to be good!”
“I am trying the hardest I can. The best I can do is change his computer-”
“Bullshit! You created him and you can't even fix him?”
“Greg, I know you're going through a tough time, but I am trying to fix Jeff.”
“Don't talk bullshit to me! All you doctors tell me is 'you try'. I'm sick of it!”
Sleepless
Once again in his life, Greg couldn't sleep. He insisted on staying in the laboratory as the man worked. Josie had been wary, but she allowed him. She made him promise not to do anything dangerous through the night before she left to go home. Now here the man laid, on the reception room's sofa... again.
It was deja vu in the cruelest of forms. He went an entire week not sleeping when Jen was checked in the hospital. It was a horrible memory to revisit, but it came upon him like a knife to the heart.
It wasn't fair.
Complete
Love is beautiful when two people share it.
It's only real, when they express it.
It's only wanted, when the other wants it.
It's only free, when the people accept it.
Love is only blind, when the people don't see it.
It lasts forever, when the two people accept it.
It is never lust, when people see more through it.
Love is complete... when people are complete with it.
That's what true love is. It's unconditional. It changes, rearranges, and fixes the most broken of people and societies. True love inspires hope and is a strong medicine for the soul.
Machine
True to Dr. Mochrie's words: Jeff came out as a monotone android. He was fixed with a completely new computer, recycled from the other prototype, but he was reversed to a machine again. Greg held in a harsh shudder. This wasn't Jeff; the young man was so... alive. This... this... vending machine wasn't Jeff. No smile was on his young face... his eyes were empty and glassy.
“Come on... Jeff,” Greg managed to say weakly.
The android followed without talking to the man. Greg started the car after Jeff entered and drove off, his eyes wet with frustrated tears.
Treatment
There is a treatment used to help patients with amnesia. Doctors recommend having the patient undergo a series of items and places to help stir a memory from deep inside their subconscious. Anything can be used: a picture... a baseball... the site of a proposal... Anything that the person liked before being diagnosed.
Mecha have never been treated for this. Once a memory is replaced... it's replaced... There is no going back. If you wiped out your computer's memory, then everything is gone forever. There is no hope, even if you begged for it.
Human beings can be coasted out.
Monologue
“Jeff please. You need to listen to me! You're not some fucking robot. I tried everything, but you need to help me too. I dunno what to do, I have no clue how to help. I just want you back, man. Too much? You are a bastard! Yeah, a fucking little bastard! I fall in love with you and then you leave! Yeah I treated you wrong, but you're just as selfish! You had to go off and be a little bitch and scared the shit out of me. Now this! Why the fuck did you leave? Why... why....?”
Relapse
Jeff stared as the man broke down suddenly. Greg wasn't the man to openly cry willingly in front of others, but fuck, it was getting to be too much. It wasn't a pretty sight; it was free and violent from all the build up. Jeff just stared. Something in his internal hard drive spoke softly to him... a voice with reason and kindness ushering him to action.
Jeff took Greg's glasses off and leaned forward giving a firm, warm kiss to his lips. Greg stopped after he realized what Jeff was doing. Unconsciously, he pulled the younger closer to him.
Dark Revisited
Greg and Jeff fought to claim the other while they practically ripped their clothes off. The older had to do this; hopefully it could bring Jeff back. The android kissed and pleasured the man in their foreplay. It was rough.. too rough for the reason. Greg slowed down and whispered what he wanted from Jeff.
“Do it like you did last time, that was really great. You remember that?”
Jeff didn't respond but continued with a slowed speed. Moans and pants filled the air. Greg once again covered themselves up as the two bodies fought to claim the other.
Human
What makes a human?
As I sit here and write this report, I have come to realize that humans aren't just skin and bones with a rational mind. Humans are irrational, self important creatures. They need to trust others to grow to love and they don't act well with the other races. My experiment with Jeff has been thrown about into many different situations that a mecha can perform. I have learned... that my hypothesis has been correct.
All beings are capable of love and be loved. Being a human is sharing emotions, thinking for oneself, and learning to love.
Dreams
Even in the early morning, the two were kissing and teasing the other. Greg felt on top of the world with euphoria from the pleasure of sex and being with the younger man beside him.
Jeff looked at him with those hazel eyes, shining with bliss and liveliness. He was back. For good. With Greg as his own. The younger didn't sleep, but he still dreamed... the dreams were filled with old memories: good and bad. He didn't mind... it was the past... time to move on.
“I love you Greg...”
“Yeah? Well, I love you too, Jeff...”
Conclusion
Dr. Mochrie hit save. He leaned back, smiling at the finished inquiry. It took him long enough; it was so hard to put it all together. He had a tremendous amount of help, thanks to Sherwood and new friends. Soon the whole world would read this and learn all about his creation and how humanity and the mecha aren't that different in a wider view.
The doctor reached over at a photo he just acquired recently. It was a picture of two men: one with thick framed glasses and a smug grin... the other with black hair... and hazel eyes.
Fin
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Date: 2010-11-14 10:01 am (UTC)Umm, in other words, good stuff! ^_^
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Date: 2010-11-14 03:07 pm (UTC)Thank you for the comment and response!