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the Centurions were electronically tethered to Lexis’s powerful neural network.
    “Thank you, Sofia.” The Robot found her old name attached to the downloaded files.
    “No, call me, Lexis from now on.”
    “Yes, I will call you Lexis from now on,” answered the Robot in a monotonous and repetitive voice.
    “I am going to have to do something with your voice modulator.”
    “Yes, you are going to have to do something with my voice modulator.”
    “Centurion 34, please do not speak anymore,” she demanded, and thought, “His voice is undeniably one of the most irritating things I have heard.”
    “Yes. Centurion 34 will not speak anymore.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    T HE P IT
     
     
    Approaching the encampment, the darkness provided the perfect cover; the trip took nearly three hours with their low speed of travel. Any faster the ship’s hover pads would have disturbed the grassland, giving away their position to any low orbiting satellites. To enter their domain, she would be fully cloaked but even so, this had inheritable dangers. She had previously discovered when moving through the bamboo forest, Humanoids had an uncanny ability to see right through the veil of electronic camouflaging she touted. Albeit, their eye development was far superior to man, it was something else that gave them the ability to focus on the electronic cloaking signature. “It had to be cerebral, not ocular,” she thought.
    Lexis crept up behind the structure as waning dual moons brandished long shadows, giving away a silvery edged outline of the semi-buried longhouse. The two Centurions remained in the Chameleon; they would only give away her position. Nearing the edge of the mud sided building, she practically stumbled over the Clan’s bone pit. Quietly she bent down, and started picking through the pile of discarded animal bones. Anything looking like a human bone she sampled with her tongue for Jason’s DNA. Lexis calculated, “The Humanoids killed Jason, and ate him.”
    Squatting over the pile for sometime now, sadness began to overwhelm her thought processes. And in a frenzy driven madness, Lexis started throwing bones carelessly in all directions, disregarding her own safety. Abruptly, she looked up when her internal sensor picked up a thermal image walking out of the longhouse. Slowly, she slinked up out of the bone pit and started circling back to the Chameleon when she realized the large figure was closing fast in on her location.
    She had underestimated the speed of the nine-foot Giant. With the angle of his approach, he would cut her off before reaching the Chameleon. Knowing this, she turned, and ran straight toward the Humanoid, and in less than six paces they collided head-on.
    The Humanoid towered over Lexis when he wrapped his large hands around Lexis’s deceivingly fragile looking head. He picked her up off the ground with ease. A foul waxy breath exhaled from his mouth when he retracted his mandible; he was about to bite down on Lexis’s face, like she was some late night snack.
    To counter, Lexis tightened her fist into a ball and drove her knuckles with great force into his throat. He agonizingly groaned when she pierced the skin, and a loud gurgling noise erupted from his lungs when she extracted her fist from the hole she created in his esophagus. Blood gushed all over the front of her before the Humanoid dropped Lexis. He then fell in the fetal position. Lexis silently scanned the incapacitated Humanoid. “EPIDERMAL PERFORATION, positive… ARTERIAL JUGGLER RUPTURE, positive…TRACHEA, and ESOPHAGEAL DISPLACEMENT, positive… DEATH, 100% viability… Zero overall estimated physiological recovery time. Zero overall estimated psychological recovery time.”
     
    “Lexis, did you find a Jason?” the Centurion asked when she reentered the Chameleon.
    “No. I ran a fool’s errand.”
    “What is a fool’s errand?”
    “Never mind.”
    “Yes, never mind.”
    “Centurion 34, please do not speak