There was a cracking noise as the ornate ball of his cane struck Ivans head, the jagged details piercing delicate silicone skin. He whirred and ground, parting his lips to make an unnerving, screech-like beeping noise, eyelids fluttering violently. Viscous silver fluid began spilling across his face as the lights of his eyes dimmed briefly under the strain of an emergency reboot. He slumped, then convulsed, and stiffened, every tiny mechanism in his body hissing and clicking loudly as it struggled to pull him out of critical failure; then he relaxed, and looked up. In front of him, Dominique stood in a statuesque pose, his fine cane poised between his legs, both hands folded imposingly over the ball as if he had never struck him, despite the tell-tale rivulets of artificial blood dripping from between his fingers, staining the black wooden body of the cane.
He reached up slowly, fingertips brushing his temple softly. Immediately, pain shook his body, every sensor in the vicinity going haywire. His titanium skull was caved directly over the temple, tiny slivers of his false flesh shorn away by the after-swing, leaving the tender sensory film exposed to the air. He could feel something grinding just below the wound, its mechanical function hindered by the sudden inward shelf of metal. In a self-preservative manner, he ran a systems check, only to find several sectors completely offline. He parted his lips, intent to ask for help as the near-foreign sensations of panic began to rise up, but when he spoke, his voice was not his own; the words instead hammered out in tinny, metallic tones as all auxiliary functions began to shut down.
Warning: Critical failure. He blurted, his own words scaring him as he began to shut down. Immediate assistance required, master.
Immediate assistance required.














Critiques
He doesn't have long. Please tell me Dom saves him, right? He really does love Dom, he could save him, right? He has all his files backed up...
Seriously, though, this is painfully sad. All Ivan ever wants is to make Dom happy, and again and again he fails. It's so heartbreaking. Yet even though he's so abused, he still loves Dom, and I really feel it in this piece. Even though Ivan is mine and I know all this, those last few lines emphasize it.
I want to severely fuck these rating stars from existence.
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