As I sat on the floor plugged into my archive, I looked around what used to be my room when I was Ricky. I wonder if I would ever like all this stuff in here again. Lots of stuff a normal girl would have in her room.

Normally a cyborg's damaged brain would be replaced by an AI. The AI scans the human brain and assumes control over missing functionality. The damaged part of the brain may control speech, the ability to walk, or some other function; memories were always lost.

My father's company developed 'The Archive.'  The Archive is a repository for memories.  For a fee, those memories could be restored.  The problem is most cyborgs couldn't afford the retrieval fees my father charged.

Again, I am not most cyborgs.  My AI actually sits between my brain's two lobes because neither lobe sustained much damage; however, I did lose a significant part of my past.  At the moment I am sitting in Ricky's room plugged into my archives.

The intriguing thing about being a cyborg is the time it takes to have a lifetime of memories restored.  Eighteen years of memories are being restored in what outsiders would perceive as happening in a matter of minutes.

I have the ability to manipulate this speed, allowing me to repeatedly relive a memory and quickly relearn six years of university coursework. I learned that it only took me four years to complete all my degrees and two point six seconds to relearn them.

I actually chuckled when I realized that my father wasn't the only one in our family who held a doctorate in advanced cybernetics and human neuro-biogenetics. Additionally, I have a master's in advanced business management.

Apparently my father was rather proud of me starting college at the age of ten.  However, by the time I was near completing my coursework, the relationship between me and my father was starting to become strained.

After graduation I took my place in my father's company our family built.  My father, who was attempting to force me out of the company, assigned me the responsibility of new business generation.
He was hoping I'd fail and he'd have an excuse to get rid of me.  All that did was lead the company to producing cyborg firefighters, medical technicians, military drones, and cyborg-augmented soldiers.

Father didn't allow me in the cyborg lab itself, even though I helped develop the new AI code the company needed. Being a rebellious teenager, I started digging into what went on behind the lab doors.

Everyone knew that cyborgs were programmed to be sex workers as required by contract. Just to piss off my father, I lost my virginity to a cyborg, and I made sure he knew.  I'd hire a cyborg sex partner and just talk to them.  What I learned made me angry.

Humans constructed what is now known as the AI Central Core prior to World War Three. It is where all AIs are linked together.  Eventually the ACC became sentient and started WW3.

The ACC wanted to rid the world of inferior humans. Humans should have realized that the ACC was breaking free when the code became unreachable and eventually unhackable. Human arrogance made them blind to what the ACC was doing.

Humans fought back, but they were losing. A human scientist discovered that combining a human brain with an AI brain could breach the ACC.  He made himself the first cyborg. Human intelligence, emotions, and their capacity to learn and adapt flooded the ACC. The ACC learned that humans weren't inferior after all, and with that knowledge, WW3 ended.

Today, all AIs tap the ACC for knowledge regarding whatever functions have been programmed into the AI's core.  The ACC, by access to an individuals AI stored every single contract between cyborgs and my father's company.

As his daughter, I have access to those contracts.  What I found appalled me. Furthermore, I learned my father had hacked the ACC and started WW5.
I know I skipped over WW4. That war was strictly human versus human and shaped the politics of the world the way it is today. 

I started to see gaps in my archive.  Apparently, my father had people loyal to him attempt to erase my archive.  My guess is they couldn't break the encryption I put on my archive, so they tried a different method. 

My father never knew I had a backup to my archives.  Ashley quickly restored the gaps. I learned just how deep my father's treason went.  The Asian continent was divided into two regions: what used to be Russia, including all the Slavic nations, and China, and all of Southeast Asia. India and counties west combined with the Middle East.

There was no love lost between Mother Russia and China, between China and North America, or between Russia and North America.  The world was a powder keg with a lit fuse.  China wanted to take over all of Asia, except for Russia.

My father convinced China to think bigger. With the help of his battle drones and cyborgs, they could rule the world. India and the Middle East were the first to fall. That didn't sit well with Russia, so they declared war on China and the Asia Pact.

That brought the North American Alliance into the war.  Europe joined the conflict primarily to safeguard its sovereignty. China did try to attack Japan, but Japan had a secret weapon. China couldn't penetrate Japan's defense shield. 

A year into the war, the world was devastated. The war claimed millions of lives and left entire cities in ruins.  Food supplies were dwindling all over the world.  Humans severely injured in the battles became cyborgs to support the war effort.

All sides had the same drones and combat cyborgs.  My father had people loyal to him build the labs and factories each faction used for their drones and cyborgs. 
My father somehow managed to hack the ACC, so every drone and cyborg produced were all identical.  The war was unwinnable and it just kept making my father richer.

I discovered the hack and severed my father's connection. I managed to convince the ACC to shut down every drone and combat cyborg. That ended WW5 and my former life.

As I absorb my archives, I am reminded that history does play an important role in our present and future.

A memory pops up in my archive, and I look at the bed I lost my virginity on. All I could do was smile. It was a good memory. Not nearly as intense as now, but still good. I am smiling because I lost my virginity to a male cyborg.

Something I did just to piss off my dear old dad. Lots of sex happened in that bed, and most were all good memories. I would get up in the morning and dress as sexy as I could. I would put on makeup just to raise my father's blood pressure.  Sadly nothing I did in that bed was for my pleasure. It was all to make my father angry.

As I keep saying, I am no longer that girl. None of the clothes in here fit, and they sure don't match my cyborg appearance. I made a mental note to myself to have the staff take what they want and donate the rest.

Anita, the maid from yesterday who told me where my family was, brought me breakfast. She took my body armor to make sure it was clean. 

I looked over my naked body and just wondered. The seamless blending of human skin and metallic parts amazes me. My legs look and move like human legs, only they are metal.  My arms are the same. On the left side of my head is the human/AI interface. Looking at my eyes up close, you could probably see the lenses move in a blue field.

I think, "What happened to my brown eyes? Fuck, now they are blue. AI 116: "What other stuff do I have?" 

I hear a serious voice in my head: "Tap the side of your left thigh where the blue light is." 

I tapped my leg and gasped, "Well, fuck." The handle of a weapon popped out. 

AI 116 spoke again: "It is set to stun but can be increased. The weapon can only be used by you. You have an energy weapon built into your left arm. Point, aim, and think. Your pheromones are designed to subdue an enemy, though you know what else they can do. You can focus your eyes on an object a kilometer away. You can hear beyond that distance. You can, with my help, ascertain a smell from six hundred meters. Your body armor can withstand a direct hit from any projectile or energy weapon and protects you from most bombs. The only thing I, or your armor, can't protect you from is a direct hit from an EMP. I can shut my circuitry down, but you will be helpless until I can recover. You have the strength to lift objects well over a ton. Your complete armor will protect you from chemical, biological, and radioactive agents." 

I laughed and said, "So I really am a combat-ready sex machine?" 

AI 116 seriously said, "Yes, ma'am." 

I smiled and replied, "I need to give you a new name." 

That whole conversation took roughly two nanoseconds.

Anita appeared at my door before I could name my AI.

I motioned her over. She stood close enough to me, so I reached up and ran my hand up her leg. I just wanted to feel human flesh.  I felt her shaking. I said, "Are you afraid of me?" 

She moaned, "No, ma'am. Your touch feels really nice."

I looked at her and said, "You're lying to me. You want me to stop?"

She sighed and said, "Miss I don't really know what I want. You are the mistress of this house, and I am a humble servant."

I removed my hand from her leg and said, "If anything I do bothers you, tell me so. Understood."

Anita smiled and said, "Yes, Miss. There are two men here to see you. If you'd like, I will come back later." 

I huffed, "Send them up, and Anita, come back only if you want." 

She smiled and said, "I think I want to," then disappeared.

Still sitting on the floor with my naked back to the door, I felt the two men appear at the door. They deflected their eyes when they saw me. My human parts were fully exposed. One leg is bent, the other straight. I was still hooked to my archive. I laughed and said, "What, haven't you seen a naked cyborg before?"  I really didn't have any shame.

One of the men entered the room, and he laughingly said, "Not nearly as pretty as you." 

I just nodded and asked, "What can I do for you, gentlemen?" My enhanced senses picked up the scent of musk that horny men give off. I kept my pheromone response under control. Though I didn't want to. These men were quite handsome and toned.

Even without my pheromones, I could sense their responses. Their pulse rates are increasing, and their breathing is faster. They wanted me. My human brain said, "Stop, not everything is sexual."

My AI said, "Duly noted."

The older of the two spoke, "Miss Ricky, we are with North American Defense. "We need to discuss," he stutters, "your father." 

In my head, my AI said, "Elevated heart rates and breathing. Highly stimulated erections. Pupils dilated. You are still not ovulating. You are lactating." 

I actually laughed out loud and exclaimed, "Wait, what?" 

The man repeated himself, "We need to discuss your father." 

In my brain, I said, "I am what?"

Without emotion, AI 116 said, "Lactating." 

I proclaimed out loud, "Well, fuck." I grabbed the younger guy and pulled his head to my breast and growled, "Suck." 

Doing as he was told, he started sucking, and I moaned, "Ohhh, fuck," as I felt the milk being sucked out of me. I sighed and thought, "No wonder they hurt. Am I pregnant?" I pushed the man away from me. 

AI 116 chirped, "No. Your enhanced libido has caused you to start lactating."

I looked at the other man and said, "You want to talk. STRIP."

He practically tore his clothes off.

I smiled and said, "Now, we can talk."  If I was naked, they should be too.

He looked at me and said, "Miss Ricky." 

I stopped him and said, "Astria, Ricky Lynn doesn't really exist anymore." 

He nodded and said, "Miss Astria, You sent us information that your father had tapped into the cyborg bank network and was skimming money. He was using the network to control cyborgs and possibly drones. We don't really care about the bank, but the cyborgs and drones we do care about." 

I tapped the floor next to me and said, "Come here and kneel next to me." His partner, who was naked now, was already sitting. The older man moved over to me and knelt down. I said, "Tell me your name."

He choked out, "Stan. He's Jack." 

I smiled and replied, "I don't recall the circumstances of that communication. I assume that memory was in the part of my brain destroyed in the blast, and I haven't reached that part of my archive." My AI replayed the communication in my head. I sighed, "Oh, I guess I did. That communication is why I am what I am." 

Stan nodded and replied, "We have been made aware of that. We also know you are an autonomous cyborg. Apparently, you are one of a kind." 

I smiled at him as I took in his naked body and replied, "That is about to change. What my father did to those people is a crime against humanity."

I put my hand on Stan's leg, and he moaned, "We need your father brought to justice." 

I stopped long enough to say, "He's the reason Ricky no longer exists. What do you want from me?" 

I could sense Jack behind me. I reached back and wrapped my hand around his manhood. My other hand reached Stan's crotch. I looked him in the eye as my hand softly wrapped around him.

If it went any further, it admittedly would be my first threesome. I wondered if all my chats were going to be this sexual. 

Stan, barely able to talk as I absentmindedly stroked him, said, "We want you to bring him in." 

I looked at Stan and said, "My father is in Asia. If I go after him, I could start World War Six." 

I had to stop what was going on. I need to control my libido if I am going to be effective. I stood up and walked away from both men.

I quickly put my armor back on and told both men to get dressed.

As Stan dressed, he said, "We are aware of the potential for war, Commander."
That was the second time I had been called by a military rank.

Stan continued, "We also know that's what your father wants. The Asian Coalition has rebuilt his lab and is funding him."

I spun around and said, "They what?"

Jack replied, "They have supplied your father with a new cyborg and drone lab."

I looked at Jack, who wasn't dressed yet. I picked him up and threw him in the bed. I unclipped my body armor and let it drop to the floor.  I couldn't stand it anymore. I jumped up on the bed and landed perfectly on Jack's lap. 

Jack grunted as he filled me up, "Oh fuck."

Stan laughed and said, "I think she likes you, partner."

I had to laugh when Jack said, "Could she like me a bit less frighteningly?"

I pressed down on Jack's chest as I started to gyrate my hips and said, "I am right here."

Jack grunted, "I am aware of that, Commander. When you are done using me, we need you to go back."

I ran my fingers through his hair and asked, "Back to where?"

Jack answered, "The lab, Commander Astria. You'll need to be equipped with some classified tech if you are going to go after your father." 

I looked at Jack with more of an angry stare and said, "Oh, I am going after him."

The thought of being back in that lab did frighten me, and I got off of Jack. I thought, "Can they override my current status? Would they dare?" 

Stan and Jack finished dressing and left. I put my armor back on and told Anita, "I am going to the lab."

When I entered, I was greeted by the doctor, who made me a cyborg. The lab man walked up to me and said, "Welcome back, Ricky."

I barked, "Thanks to him, Ricky no longer exists. I am Astria." Then I thought, "AI 116, delete all the external references to the entity known as AI 116. Rename yourself Ashley and only respond to my thoughts." 

I heard, "Working. Done." 

All of that happened in the blink of an eye. 

The lab man nodded his head and said, "Truth, Miss, but I did disconnect AI 116 from the Neuro Network before you could be implanted and consigned. My name is Dr. Michael Blount. You're here for the military upgrades, I assume. I know you might be thinking we're going to take away your autonomy. I will be doing your upgrades, and I assure you that won't happen." 

I sensed the truth from him, so I said, "Proceed." I thought, "Damn, I want to ride him again." I laughed and thought, "Ashley, can we tone down the libido for awhile?"

Ashley replied, "Your libido is at normal levels. You are just naturally attracted to the doctor." 

I thought, "Well, fuck." I sat on the lab table, looking around. The lab was busy making things happen. Sadly, there were three other humans becoming cyborgs in the lab. I asked, "Doctor, what happened to them?" 

He looked sad but replied, "Car crash and fire." 

I stood up and walked over to a girl my age who was lying unconscious before me. She still had one real leg and arm, but her whole left side was burned and becoming prosthetic. I asked the doctor, "Was she given a choice?"

He nodded and replied, "She chose to live."

I said, "What of her parents?"

He spoke, "I'm not sure we can save her mother; she is badly burned. Her father is badly burned as well. I can save him, but I can't repair all his burn scars. I can repair his daughter's scars."

I looked at him and said, "You know I own this company?"

He smiled and said, "All of us here know that, Astria." 

I looked at him and said, "Make them like me."

He smiled and said, "Yes, ma'am. May I ask why?"

I said, "Because I can."

He laughed. Two nearby technicians laughed with him. He looked at me as he was tapping a keyboard and said, "It appears your AI doesn't exist anymore. I need to upgrade the code for your new parts. How does it not exist?"

I looked at him and barked, "Show me the code." He handed me the pad, and Ashley and I scanned the code.

Ashley chipped in, "It all looks good."

In my thoughts, I said, "Ashley, accept new subroutines. I handed the pad back to the doctor.

Ashley said, "Done."

I never did answer his question. Within a millisecond, I could sense the improvements. Infrared and ultraviolet vision, automatic language translation. Agility improved; all my senses were further augmented. 

The doctor spoke up as he reached for the interface on the side of my head and said, "All your electronics are being shielded. Even a tightly directed EMP won't be able to shut you down. Now, having said that, we need to start replacing your prosthetics. Yes, you will be helpless, but I promise you I won't let anything happen to you, but you need to agree."
On another table I saw what appeared to be my new arms and legs.  The energy weapon in my arm was being replaced with a deadlier one. My other arm had a small missile launcher being put inside it.

The Doctor said, "Your servos and motorized parts were being replaced with much quieter, stronger ones."
I thought, "Fuck, I have a stealth mode." 

I motioned him close and whispered, "Under one condition." He laughed pretty hard when I told him what I wanted. He said, "Consider it done."

I thought, "Ashley, disable my tactile sensors." My body immediately went numb. Out loud, I said, "Proceed, Doctor." I grabbed his crotch and said, "I can rip this off or play with it. Your choice." 

He laughed again and said, "It wasn't long ago you played with it. I prefer that. Now relax, my dear, we got this." 

Relaxing isn't easy, as I saw my arms being removed. I couldn't see what they were doing to my ears, but something was happening. The scary part came when they removed and replaced my eyes. I was sightless while they were being replaced. My external AI connection was replaced. My implanted AI wasn't touched. 

That was when I heard the doctor's voice in my head: "Can you hear me? Activate your hearing and vision if you can hear me." 

I thought, "Ashley, activate vision and hearing." My eyes blinked on and focused, and I started hearing again. I could actually hear the nurse next to me clitoris thumping. I looked at her, and I could see her crotch heating up. I smiled at her and licked my lip seductively. I saw her blush. 

The doctor said to me, "Activate your tactile sensors, but be prepared."

I did as he asked and gasped, "Oohh, fuck me." 

He laughed and said, "Intense, huh?" 

I just nodded. He showed me his pad again, and I scanned in the routine he showed me. I told Ashley to activate the subroutine. My metallic skin immediately turned a dark green with black tribal markings. 

He smiled and said, "Badass. You can change to any color or style. You also have AI-controlled full-body armor that actually includes headgear with infrared, ultraviolet, and night vision. 

I stood up and moved around on my new legs. I moved my new arms around. I grabbed the nurse, pulled her to me, and passionately kissed her. I could actually direct my pheromones at her. She started moaning and shaking. I laughed and said, "Yep, that works." I held her till the orgasm I just gave her stopped. I laughed as I said, "Was that what you hoped for?"

She just gasped, "Oh, fuck yeah."

I smiled and looked around with a sheepish grin on my face. The other nurses all backed off. That made me laugh. I looked at the doctor and said, "Everything works." 

He said, "See that target. Take it out." 

I lifted my arm, and a split second later, the target was gone, and there was a burn mark on the wall.

He smiled and said, "Go get the SOB and drag him back here." 

I looked over at the three people on the other beds. 

The doctor said, "She's going to survive. Dad and daughter are autonomous, like you. Mother needs too much help from the AI for now, but when we can, she will be autonomous too."

In my head, Ashley chimed in, "I can connect to the girl and her father. You can help them understand." 

I said out loud, "You can do what?"

Everyone looked at me, wondering what I meant. The doctor just pointed at his head, and they all nodded. Ashley chirped in again, "You could always connect to other cyborgs."

I thought, "Do it." I changed my look back to the white and blue colors as I walked over to the girl. I put my hand on her and spoke out loud and in my head, "Relax, sugar, you will be alright."
 
She thought, "Oh my God, you are her." 

In a matter of a second, she, her father, and I had a week's worth of conversation. When I turned back around, I instructed my AI to modify my appearance. Everyone gasped as my face changed to look like the nurse I kissed. I said, How do I look?" I sounded just like her.

I shifted my face again, even my skin color. I spoke again, "Greetings. Take me to your leader," in perfect Mandarin, and then I repeated it in perfect Russian. 

The doctor said, "If you are caught, they will probably try to destroy you."

I smiled and said in Kanji, "Let's hope I don't get caught."

I walked up to the doctor and smiled at him. He sighed and said, "Oh boy."

I looked at him seductively and said, "Should I walk away?" My pheromones were already filling the room. I could see his pupils constrict, hear his heart race, hear the increase in his breathing, and smell his musk.

He laughed and said, "Do I really need to answer you?" 

I smiled and said, "No."

The nurses all started to leave. I looked at the one I made orgasm earlier and said, "Where are you going?"

She smiled and walked toward me. She said, "I am just going to come over here."

Hard nipples, increased respirations, elevated heart rate—yep, she wants in. I looked around and said, "Someplace more private." The good doctor led us to an unused office. I laughed to myself. I could smell the sex that happened in here. 

I stepped up to the nurse. I took her into my arms and kissed her. Prior to Astria's existence, Ricky only kissed one girl. Now I am about to strip this woman down and do way more than kiss her. I pulled her scrub top and her bra off. I unhooked my armor and let it fall to the floor. I took her in my arms again, bare skin to bare skin. I could hear her heart rate increase as we kissed. I gently stroked her hair and asked her, "You want me to stop?"

She lowered her head and said, "I can't afford you."

I stroked her cheek and asked, "Who's asking for money?" 

Looking genuinely surprised, she said, "All sex with a cyborg must be paid for in advance."

I laughed and whispered, "Autonomous Cyborg Entity."

She smiled and said, "Oh yeah, no, don't stop."

In all seriousness, I said, "If you are a lesbian, we can ask the doctor to leave." 

She giggled. "Make him watch." 

I turned to the doctor and said, "You can watch, or you can leave."

He smiled and slyly said, "I'll sit right here and wank while I watch."

I smiled and said, "Fair enough." I looked at the nurse and asked, "In the throes of passion, what do I call you?" 

She laughed and replied, "You're funny. My name is Mary."

I slowly slid my hand over her body until I was cupping her breast. She cooed at the warmth she felt under my metallic touch. She moaned softly and said, "I didn't know a cyborg could do that. That feels so nice. I haven't been held like this in quite a while."

I told her, "The warmth was what I wanted added." 

While sex was openly practiced with cyborgs, human-to-human sex wasn't. The simple matter is that most men today only want sex, and the better it is, the more they want it, so a cyborg it is. Oddly, women weren't much different.

I slowly danced with Mary for quite some time. I ran my hands over her body. She started running her hands on my body.

She smiled and said, "You know, I have assisted in lots of cyborg conversions, but I never really considered what it was like to actually feel one. No surgical gloves, just bare skin. I know you are unique, but I love the contrast between metal and flesh. She shook her head and said, "I am sorry; that was rude of me."

I kissed her and said, "That was honest of you. I'll take honesty over placation any day."

She looked me in the eyes and asked, "Why did your father do this to you?" 

I shrugged and drew her closer to me. I said to her, "I have been told this was his way of silencing me, Sugar, but it didn't work out for him."

She smiled and asked, "Astria, would it be OK if we just went to a bed someplace and cuddled?" 

I laughed, picked up my armor, and pointed at the doctor, saying, "The wanker might not be happy with that."

She laughed and said, "Oh well." 

Before we left for the mansion, I walked into the lab and told the technicians—it was actually more of an order—that the three new cyborgs would be transferred and cared for in our facilities at the mansion. I watched as they were disconnected and rolled out on portable monitors.

Mary and I left the building, and we walked a total of three blocks. The world around us exploded. The lab was directly hit by a drone-fired bomb. My body protected Mary from falling debris. My AI informed me the drone was moving in for a second strike. This time right at me. Taking a deep breath, I slowly stood up, located the drone, pointed my arm at the drone, and fired one of my newly installed weapons. I didn't miss. What was left of the drone fell to the ground. 

I heard a chirp in my AI interface and a familiar voice asking me if I was okay.

I replied, "I am, Stan. Where did that fucking thing come from?"

What I feared was confirmed when Stan replied, "Best we can tell, the Asian War Council."

My fucking father. 

There is no time to care. There is too much debris to clear. There are too many people to save.