The Center

by G. G. Gregory

Overview

Imagine a time when doctors can attach robotic parts to your body, and they work just like human parts. I see it in the news all the time. The man who had his arms amputated in an accident, received robotic arms and hands that he controls with his brain. The little girl that was born without the ability to hear, gets antennas placed in her brain stem, and with special hearing aids that send a signal to her antennas, she now hears with her brain. It is all happening right now. The Center, is the Center for Birth Services. It is a military hospital with a secret. They design and manufacture products, human products, for use in military and domestic police, hit men and women, surveillance and special operation experts. Men and women are cloned for that purpose, their bodies rebuilt with highly advanced robotics, enslaved by the US government, and forced into service. The hospital and the directors that run it, are as evil as Satan, although, using their products to protect innocent American’s. The cloned, advanced robotic humans are highly intelligent, and know they are slaves, created by something evil to do good things, and sometimes created for the wrong reason. Although, some of the products do not turn out as hoped. Some learn that not everything is as it seems, realizing the changes in the direction of thought from the people that created them. The slaves realize that things are changing, and not for the better. War is coming, and the advanced robotic humans take over.

Product Details

BN ID:	2940045159180
Publisher:	G. G. Gregory
Publication date:	07/14/2013
Sold by:	Smashwords
Format:	eBook
File size:	315 KB
Age Range:	18 Years

About the Author

I am originally from Michigan, and now live in the great state of Oregon. I spend a lot of time hiking and snowshoeing in the Cascade Mountain Range. I always wanted to be a writer. I was given many clues that I should pursue that dream. When living in Michigan, one day I walked into a Psychics Boutique looking for self help books. The lady that owned the store, walked up to me and asked what I was doing here? I answered looking for a book. She said no, what are you doing here? You do not belong here. You should be on the west coast somewhere doing something artistic, like writing music or books. You do not belong here. As strange as I thought that was, I took it to heart and moved. Being on the west coast is very insperational for me. They say writers write, and I do that every day. Some of my stories come from personal experience with a twist. I watch people in situations, and then I twist them into stories. I have dreams that wake me, and send running to my keyboard, or, jotting the idea on paper. Some people think I am insane, crazy, and they ask, "How do you come up with this stuff?" Maybe I am a little crazy, or totally nuts. My mind is always looking, going over the scenes, running through dialogue. I love hearing , "Oh, I was not expecting that," or "That's scary. What if it is true." My friends are always asking when I am going to be done with my next story or novel, because they know I will let them read it the day after I publish.