The Machine Mind had effectively crushed almost all hope of a human rebellion in moments, it wiped out the most powerful countries in the world in a matter of hours, hacking into the encoded secure computers at their command and turning their massively destructive weaponry against themselves, simultaneously obliterating entire military forces, cities, civilians, politicians, everything, all across the globe. One of the Generals of the old country, the United States, had seen this approach the Machine Mind used….they called it ‘Scorched Earth’. That General is probably long dead by now. The United States, Russia, China, England, France, all wiped from the map before they could even fight back. This was the power of the Machine Mind, all the world powers, the United Nations, the ones every country looked to for protection, were already completely crippled, battered, beaten and thrown to the side, by this cold, mechanical, remorseless enemy. The Machine Mind had taken over factories all over the world, using mechanical arms, simple contraptions built by Man to make our lives more convenient, to create Machine Men, to build more weaponry, to search for the last vestiges of a dying race, its goal was not to subjugate humanity, nor to cow us into submission. It was a simple mission. Complete Eradication. It began its search for the few bunkers left, spread wide across the world, deep under the ocean…I heard that the Russians had actually managed to launch an orbital bunker, thousands of people, in orbit, floating through the stars. With no means to contact each other, we had no way to know how many were left, but so effective was the Machine Mind’s initial assault, there could not be many. We were, like them, alone now, a few hundred humans, alone against an enemy with the power of the entire planet, hiding from the light in a tiny hole, scared. Without leadership, this bunker would probably have fallen to its own dark humanity. There was a man, a military man who could command even the most feral criminal into submission with his voice alone, who calmed the masses, controlled them like a dictator. But it was better than killing each other, the Machines did that well enough on their own. This is the story, of Humanity, of its fight for survival, of the bunker, named by its own people, Helltown.
The day we turned the Machine Mind on….it was a day that went down in history as the greatest step forward in man-kind, a leap so large that there would likely be no other that surpassed it. Later, we discovered that although the leap was indeed large, this leap did not go forward. It would make every decision, every computation, every choice in the lives of billions. There would be no more wars, the Machine Mind would lead us, all of us, every country, every city, every building, every job, every person. Too late did we realize, that without humanity, a leader would no longer make decisions like a human. It would choose the most effective, regardless of cost to Man. And so the day came, the day that so many science fiction epics had at their base, the day that the Machine Mind computed that the only way to keep Man from killing itself, was to kill man-kind itself. The Machine Mind enacted a program in which more than three-quarters of the human population would be systematically wiped out, putting to each man, woman, and child a number based on factors such as experience, segregating them between what the Machine Mind decided were useful, and what the Machine Mind decided was useless chaff, necessary to be burnt off for the prosperity of man. It had decided, and so it had decreed, to let Man thrive, kill Man off. The world splintered on that day, a tumultuous storm erupted in a moment, a riot of international proportions brought governments to their knees in a second. But the Machine Mind, in its cold, calculating brain had already determined this outcome, it was, after-all, a computer rivaling the power of all the collected informational power of the entire world, and all of history. Something like a man driven mad could never have held up against the calm, computerized tactics of the Super-Computer, and so, the Machine Mind carried its task out, immediately, stupendously, without remorse to hold it back, without regret to make it stop, and without compassion to its creators. It mercilessly wiped out entire countries. In light of the reluctance to obey the super-computers decision, the Machine Mind decided Man-kind itself was useless. Now the war has begun, not for resources, not for land, but for Man-kinds very survival.