This story is just the beginning, but I hope somebody can enjoy reading it as I enjoyed writing it. I know it gets a little sketchy in places, but I hope you can understand it and help me improve it:
Jonathan Davis sat down, took a sip of his coffee, and opened the morning paper. New York Times read the title, March 5, 2109. Top story: President Gives $10 Billion to AI Research. He took a sharp breath, realizing how much the world had gone through since he was born 32 years ago: World War II, the perfection of solar power, political scandals, and so much more.
Now the technology that would supposedly save the world was being researched constantly and was still turning out useless. The United States’ finest scientists were working every day on Artificial Intelligence (AI). So far they had gotten nowhere. The concept was to make robots smart enough to solve our problems, but in the end they have just been smart enough to answer given questions: robots that could almost fake being human, but couldn’t really think like us. The best of them could only manage about 100 responses.
And of course the military had to get their little bit, finding a way to make weapons better somehow. In this attempt, the SM12 was created, the Smart Missile, Version 12. They had faces like sharks, made out of a kind of malleable plastic. The end product: a shark-faced explosive that can change expressions. And what tells them when to change expressions? Their “AI” technology, which would make them, supposedly, enjoy blowing up and killing.
Jonathan had decided a long time ago that this was useless research. The world had no need for improved bombs and intelligent machines; they needed a real solution for the ever worsening global warming, the ability to solve world hunger, and help for the recently oppressed Swedes.
He let out his breath, one he hadn’t realized he was holding, and finished his coffee. He got up and walked outside. It was a cold day, overcast, probably going to rain later in the day, but right now he could walk outside happily and go to work. Rain and sunlight had been major problems ever since Jonathan was born. Rain was always deathly acidic, and sunlight caused skin cancers and heat strokes easily. Jonathan had always dreamed of a time he heard about in textbooks, when the sun wasn’t burning to the skin, when people looked forward to rain. Sadly, that time no longer existed.
Jonathan started walking; he tried to avoid looking at the sky, where the air was populated with commercial aircraft and Smart Missiles patrolling the sky, protecting the aircraft and the city from terrorist attacks and the like. It was a depressing thought, but those were the only ones Jonathan had nowadays. The Earth was being destroyed by global warming and pollution and soon it would be a lost cause.
Jonathan walked for ten minutes, when suddenly the area around him darkened. His first thought was that a cloud went over the sun, but no, it was an overcast day. He looked up just in time to see the first explosions.
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Seven-thousand feet above New York City a battle was raging. Enormous puffs of smoke were sent up in the atmosphere. The Smart Missiles had encountered a “terrorist” in their minds. In reality, nobody knew what they were fighting, but the SM12s were losing.
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The ships communicated with each other at the speed of light, coordinating their velocity, entering a swarm formation that would block out the sun. They flew into the air above New York City faster than humans have ever traveled.
The front of the line were met with the smiling faces of sharks, ready to bite. Their bite packed half a ton of explosives with it, but a bite all the same. These sharks destroyed 37 of the foreign ships; that meant there were 9,963 left, 9,963 to destroy all humans on Earth.
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