[ WP ] A group of adventurers discover a robot who 's been awake but immobile for hundreds of years .

`` Come on, Athii!'' 
 
 
 
 `` Hold. On!'' A young girl shoved a metal crate to the side a bit more and followed her friend through the ventilation shafts. `` Do you even know where we're going?'' 
 
 
 
 The boy rolled his eyes. `` Of course. I've been through these tunnels thousands of times.'' He came to a fork and pointed left. `` This way.'' 
 
 
 
 `` You know if we get caught you're going to be in so much trouble.'' The duo shimmied up a small incline. 
 
 
 
 `` I know that. It's worth it. There's so much awesome stuff in the storeroom.'' 
 
 `` And most of it is probably dangerous! That's most likely why they do n't let us go in there.'' A worried tone crept into Athii's voice. 
 
 
 
 `` As long as you're not stupid with the stuff in there, it wo n't hurt you.'' The boy suddenly stopped and in the dim light, Athii bumped into him. `` Hey, watch it.'' He rolled his eyes at her stuck out tongue. `` Stay still. I can hear one of the maintenance drones.'' The two flattened themselves until the hum of the drone ebbed away. `` Okay, let's go. we've got two minutes before the next one passes.'' 
 
 
 
 A few minutes later, the two crawled out of a vent. `` Tajir, I will never go on another adventure with you as long as I live.'' Athii dusted off her suit and attempted to calm her frizzy hair. 
 
 
 
 `` I'm sure you wo n't. Just like you said you would n't last time.'' Using the glow from his arm-screen, Tajir searched around for the old fashioned lamp he had found last time. `` Check this out.'' He lighted the lantern and pressed the button on the base. A soft, golden glow came from the incandescent bulb. He moved the light away from Athii's outstretched hand. `` Careful, it gets hot once its on.'' 
 
 
 
 Athii scoffed. `` Well that's inefficient.'' Looking up from the archaic light source, she scanned the room they were in. Shelves of crates lined the walls, reaching from the dusty concrete floor to the dark ceiling. On their right was a open door to a dark corridor. To their left, a few worktables were scattered with strange broken machines, a mess of wires and metal. `` Did you do that?'' 
 
 
 
 `` No, that was there when I came down here.'' Tajir began walking toward the door. `` Come on.'' 
 
 
 
 Athii looked around apprehensively but followed, not wishing to be left alone in the dark. `` What's down here?'' 
 
 
 
 `` You'll see.'' 
 
 
 
 The two walked down the long hallway. Athii tried to make out what was through the glass windows but it was too dark and Tajir was moving too fast. Not wanting to disrupt the stillness with her request, she sped up to match Tajir's pace. Passing closed and open doors, they came to the end of the hallway where a large double door met them. Tajir turned to his friend. `` You ready?'' She took a deep breath of the stale air and nodded. He cracked a grin and pushed in the squeaky double doors. 
 
 
 
 Athii's jaw slackened. The room was the same size as the one they had first entered. A pulsing green light blinked from the far corner. The work tables were absent but in their place was a large number of servers and monitors. Taking a few steps into the room she heard their quiet hum which led her to believe that they were very old. Moving from the servers, she looked to her right and let out a cry at a dark shape that loomed in the corner beside the door. 
 
 
 
 `` It's alright! He's harmless.'' Tajir walked up to the figure, the lamp in his hand revealing it to be a humanoid robot. The face was actually quite well scuplted despite the rust eating away at the details. High eyebrows and a slightly open smile conveyed a sense of friendliness and jollity despite its sorry state. Athii noticed a sponge and a bucket of a rust colored solution nearby. `` I've been trying to clean him up a bit. He ca n't move.'' Tajir patted the side of the machine. 
 
 
 
 Athii walked up slowly, eyeing the archaic machine. `` You keep saying he. Why?'' 
 
 
 
 Tajir grinned from behind the robot. `` Watch.'' 
 
 
 
 Athii heard a switch flip and jumped back as the robot started clanking loudly and emitted a screeching noise. She could hear the dust blowing though its internal fans trapped inside it's metal body. `` How in the world is it still functional?'' Her wonder overrode her fear and she walked up to the contraption. 
 
 
 
 The robot's eyes glowed as it's main processors came online. It looked down at the child in front of it and turned its head to view the boy who had just walked over to stand by the other child. A harsh voice reverberated from its mouth speaker. `` Hello, *TAJIR*. `` Athii winced at the screeched word. `` Hello, *TAJIR's* friend. I am C3-P0, Human Cyborg Relations. That *IS* a joke.'' A distorted laugh track came from the robots mouth-speaker. 
 
 
 
 Tajir shugged, picked up the sponge and started scrubbing. `` He's not quite right in the head. I found him a few weeks ago. Nearly everything was covered in rust. By some miracle, hooking him up to a mana tank seemed to shock his systems into starting up again.'' `` It was *QUITE* a jump.'' The robot said, looking Athii. `` My name is **REMOVED FROM MEMORY**.'' 
 
 
 
 Athii looked at Tajir who gave another shrug. `` Your memory has been tampered with?'' She asked the machine. 
 
 
 
 `` It seem that is *THE* case.'' The electronic eyes looked down sheepishly. `` I used to handle objects brought back by the *ADVENTURER*.'' 
 
 
 
 Tajir turned to his friend. `` Athii, I was hoping you would help me. This robot knows more about extro-humans than you could imagine. There is such wonderful stuff he's told me. And he knows how to get into those rooms we passed in the hallway. I've looked through the windows and I can see mountains of things that he has told me about so I know they are true. Will you help me repair Story? You're the best programmer in our grade. I think there may be a lock around his movement servos.'' 
 
 
 
 Athii sighed and looked up at the robot. `` He calls you Story?'' 
 
 
 
 `` *STORYTELLER*. It *IS* an apt description.'' 
 
 
 
 `` Well... Let's get to work.'' Ignoring Tajir's grin, she opened up a window from her arm screen and connected a data cable to the robot. `` Storyteller, could you tell me about the Adventurer?'' 
 
 
 
 `` Well, he was a *DANGEROUS* man......'' 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 **Authors Note: ** Thanks for reading everyone! This story is, of course, linked with my past story, which I have named [ *Nation of Atlantis* ] ( http: //www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/3289df/wp_deep_in_the_jungles_of_papua_new_guinea_a/cq9ku47 ). Most of my stories will now link or refer back to this universe.
