The robot aimed the bazooka but an even bigger robot came to the front and told him not to shoot the rays at me. “He is the one,” he said. “This boy is the child we have been looking for. He knows how to end our problem."
The huge 25 foot high robot put his hand on the ground so I could crawl on to it. He took me into the control panel and told me why they needed me."There is a very powerful robot race called the kill bots. We have been fighting for centuries. We will be leaving for another battle soon and we need you to lead us.”
I was very surprised that thousands of robots needed a child’s help. “What can I do?” I asked.
The huge robot laughed. “You have power that even we robots don’t have. Ooh let’s see, you can fly, you can or at least we think you can shoot the same rays we can. That’s all I can think of now. Oh you can also control fire and lava. Now that we are all set; now let’s go fight those kill bots".
To Be Continued…
