Ayaan Chettiar

Martin wandered around in the topmost floor of the great tower, trying to locate the Emperor’s prison room. There was no sound whatsoever; he simply moved around mindlessly. Slowly, his hands brushed against something rough, which he identified to be some sort of gateway. Martin grabbed the door with both hands and began to pull […]

The city was under attack. Red bolts of lightning lit up the stormy skies, as the citizens of Chess City ran wildly in all directions. In the air was Mittens, destroying one house after the other, her eyes gleaming, as power pulsated all around her. “How in hell are we going to stop her?” asked

M3GAN was on the chase, and desperately wanted to pick up the clues that Mittens had left to locate the emperor. It was Martin, who assured her that it was better to play the Championship first, and then do detective work later. As it was, this turned out to be a costly mistake. At the

After winning the Chess City Championship Qualifier, Slayer M3GAN was cleared to proceed to greatest city event of the year: The Chess City Championship. The winner of the championship was nominated for an inclusion to The Empire itself. Unbeknownst to the citizens of Chess City, The Engine Empire had fallen. The city had certainly been

“Any sign of the assassin?” questioned the Emperor. “Not even close.” replied LC Zero, entering a few coordinates on his tablet. “I’m afraid our assassin has vanished.” “Great.” said a clearly exasperated Stockfish. “And what about Mittens?” “Attempts to find the cat have failed.” said LC Zero. “On top of that, the Empire has been

Martin at first thought he was hallucinating when he saw a silhouette under the tree, but as he cautiously approached closer, he realized it was none other than that brown-haired bot nobody knew about. He also saw that she was unconscious and severely injured. Now, Martin could have left the assassin for dead. She was

The Chess City Championship was the biggest event of the year, and all the bots were well and truly hyped up for it. As such, there could only be limited entries, so Martin would have to play well to qualify. The Championship Qualifiers were on Sunday morning. Martin entered the playing hall with a new

Danger levels had risen amongst the Empire. Many of the engines felt it necessary to send troops after Mittens, and bring her to justice. “It’s no good.” said Stockfish, wisely. “We’ll be wasting our time. From what I’ve witnessed today, Mittens is in the company of a highly dangerous virus. Our troops wouldn’t stand a

The Saturday meeting of the council was all set to be the most brutal, deadly meeting yet, because although the engines were oblivious to Mittens’ plot, Mittens herself was waiting for her devious plan to unfold. As the seconds ticked down, Mittens’ hand hovered above her watch, the watch that would command Cyber Cat. Her

Three weeks under Coach Noam’s brutal training program, Martin felt as if he might have actually improved. Noam was, as always, pessimistic, but still organized a six-game duel between Martin and Fabian. “If you have really improved your game, Martin, we will soon know.” said Noam. “BECAUSE I HOPE YOU’VE BEEN PRACTISING!” The whole of