A large castle stands alone, the land on all sides cleared for miles. Spires fill the air, the moon shining through the clouds filtering around them. Sinister noises float down from the top.
Suddenly, movement. Or was it? Yes! There, by the huge statue of some sort of cute, insect-feline creature. Wait, no, it's not there.... There! On the wall! It's climbing directly up! It arrives at a small window, and slips inside. (Without opening it, oddly enough...)
It surveys the room. On the far side, there are large, electrical panels, small lights blinking in various colors, every once and a while, a small buzzer would sound. To the left of him is what appears to be a closet, except rather than clothes, it's filled with electrical parts, legos, and what appears to be moldy Mexican food.
But the shape ignores all of these things. Instead, it focuses to the right, where stands a strange looking machine. It's shaped as though it were a female human, though it's colored differently, and has some sort of strange, yellow chestplate. It is obviously powered off, save for a small, blinking red light on the side of it's head. The light is normally hidden beneath a panel, but it is open now, a small cable plugged into the side of it's head running to the bank of computers on the far side of the room. The man, for, in the dim light given off in the room, it is clearly a man, he walks forwards, towards the robot. He strokes a hand up and down her chestplate, his breath moving faster. "Let's not waste any time." he says in a low, husky voice. He takes out a small shuriken, and sticks one of the points into a small screw slot on the robot's side. He twists and opens it, before prying open her chestplate, the hinges squeeking slightly. He reaches inside and runs his fingers across her motherboard, gently massaging her wiring. He gets to work...
Hours later, as the sun rises outside the window, the man closes the robot up. Her light is blue now, and rather than blinking, it simply stays lit. The ninja, for what else could it be but one of Them, the dark denizens of the night? The ninja stands up, his back creaking in protest. He should have brought a chair. He tightens the screw back into place, before looking back at the machine. She looked so peaceful.... Probably because she didn't have emotions. He smiles, and kisses her brow, before slipping back out of the room, disappearing before the day stole the shadows away.
(Do I win?)