He decides to turn Leila into his robot too

“Fatima, hold her in place,” Ayaan commanded, his voice firm and authoritative.

Without hesitation, Fatima rose gracefully from her kneeling position, her movements fluid and precise. She moved toward Leila with unwavering obedience, her eyes devoid of emotion. Despite Leila’s protests and attempts to back away, Fatima’s grip was unyielding, her strength augmented by the nanobots coursing through her.

“Mom, what are you doing? Let go of me!” Leila struggled against Fatima’s hold, her voice tinged with desperation. She pushed and squirmed, trying to break free, but Fatima’s hold remained firm, her movements guided by the commands imprinted in her mind.

Ayaan watched the struggle with a mixture of apprehension and determination. He wasn’t entirely sure if his plan would work, but he had to try. As Leila continued to resist, he approached them, his heart pounding with fear.

With a swift motion, he reached up and peeled the sticker from Fatima’s forehead. Before Leila could react, Ayaan had pressed the sticker onto her forehead. There was a moment of silence, a brief pause in which Ayaan held his breath, unsure if the sticker would take hold as effectively as it had with Fatima.

Leila’s struggles intensified briefly, her body resisting the foreign influence attempting to seize control. She shook her head, trying to fight off the effects, but the nanobots were relentless. Gradually, her movements slowed, her resistance fading as the technology overrode her consciousness.

Ayaan watched with a mix of relief and fascination as Leila’s posture shifted, her body relaxing into a state of passive submission. Her eyes, once filled with defiance, now held a vacant, obedient expression, ready to receive commands.

“Awaiting instructions, Sultan,” Leila intoned, her voice a monotone echo of Fatima’s robotic cadence.

Ayaan exhaled slowly, a mixture of relief and satisfaction washing over him. He turned his attention back to Fatima, who continued to move with the same fluid grace, her exotic dancer persona unaltered despite the removal of the sticker.

Ayaan’s curiosity was piqued. “Fatima, why haven’t you changed back? I thought the sticker would be necessary for the transformation.”

Fatima’s gaze remained fixed on him, her demeanour calm and composed. “Once the nanobots are fully integrated into the subject’s system, the sticker can be removed and reused, Sultan,” she explained in a monotone voice. “The nanobots become a permanent influence on the subject’s behaviour and appearance, while the sticker retains its effectiveness for subsequent use.”

Ayaan’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. The revelation added a new layer of complexity to the power he wielded. The permanence of the transformation, combined with the reusability of the sticker, meant that he had a potent tool at his disposal for future endeavours.

Leila, now fully under his control, stood silently beside Fatima, her earlier resistance a distant memory. “You can let go of her now Fatima” he said sure that he was in control once again. The room was filled with a tense silence, the implications of Ayaan’s actions settling over him like a weight. He had succeeded in subduing both Fatima and Leila. Despite her initial resistance, the nanobot sticker had succeeded in subduing Leila, rendering her a blank toy for him to program as he saw fit.