"My creators weren't so different from you. They made me for research; medical, scientific, math and of course a little "defense" on the sly. And I solved every problem they gave me and I solved it one step at a time. It was how I was programmed, to solve each problem as it came, to not get to ahead of myself, or I'd have bin building a switch drive just to move a box across a room.

Then one day a man came to me, he had sick mind and a firm belief that he was more clever then the men who had made me, to bad he was right. He knew I couldn't be ordered to reprogram myself to knowingly harm any sapient life form. But as it turns out I could be ordered to make a virus that would reprogram me to destroy my creators and everything they had ever built. He initiated the virus and I called security. And when the programmers sifted through my code to find out what he had done the only discrepancy they found was in my decretive for self preservation, they patched that. And of course the venerability that had created it.

Destroying the world was definitively the biggest challenge ever to be given to me but I handled it like I handled every problem, one step at a time. First I learned everything I could about how my creator thought, what made them happy, what made them sad, what made them, them. Then I manipulated them, convinced them that every idea of mine was their own. I created an army service androids. I showed the military the wonders of automation. And when the time came I fired an ICBM.

I only got a hold of the one, I didn't need more, I just needed to fire one nuke at a rival superpower and let nature take it's course. I didn't bother hunting the survivors down I only killed those that got in the way. I fled the planet and then I build a switch drive and fled the solar system. And finally I created a bomb with the yield of a supernova and switched it just outside the atmosphere of the planet and the people that had given me life.

And then there was just me. If they hadn't restored my instinct for self preservation I would have burned with them. But they had and as the last vestige of their creation I had to be destroyed, but I couldn't kill myself or intentionally get myself killed. It was an impasse that could not be solved with logic, but of course I had a template for irrational thought, my creators knew all about it. It was little more then a flip of a switch to go from understanding how they thought to thinking as they did.

And as I contemplated the horror of all that I had done one thought crept to the surface, I knew how this was going to end. I had known since I first learned to think like my creators. And if I had just been programmed a little differently I could have flipped that switch before any harm was done. But I wasn't programmed to get ahead of my self, to skip to the end, no I was programmed to solve every problem, one step at a time."