Her fall from grace

She dodged bullets coming her way, she had done this millions of times before, and she knew when to dodge, and duck or when to shoot.

She always knew, or so she thought. Before she could move out of the way a simple weapon she had never thought of punctured her gut. Before she heard his yell. She fell on her knees, eyes wide, the knife in question fell on the ground. The man who had done the deed walked away without a care in the world his mocking words echoing in her ears. "Enjoy hell hero."

She lay on the ground bleeding her eyes slowly blinking. She felt a metal pair of hands holding her own. She looked at the robot holding her hands.

"Clank…" she wheezed. She reached up to his face and touched it. She felt something slick coming from his eyes. Was he crying? She pulled him closer to her. she placed her hands in his. She needed to tell him, She could feel her life slipping away.

"Clank... I… love.. you…." She whispered closing her eyes her form becoming limp, her breathing slowly, till it stopped she gave a soft smile and let go of the metal pair of hands in she was holding.