Being in the same room with it was a little disconcerting, Victor thought. He knew there was no reason for him to be concerned. This being had saved the world a dozen times over, often sacrificing its own physical form in the process. Still, there was something...menacing, almost, about it.
Victor began to understand the battle Magneto had fought all his life. Everyone, it seemed, was frightened of that which was different.
It didn't seem to notice Victor's misgivings, however...or if it did, it wasn't concerned by them
"Of course I will help you," it said in its emotionless monotone voice. "My programming mandates that I protect life."
"Does that include the lives of the invaders?"
"Yes. I will not destroy them. Destruction is not my purpose. Protection is my purpose."
"Will you protect the Invaders from us? Will you prevent us from destroying them, if we decide it is necessary to protect our world?"
It hesitated to answer for almost a full second. That must seem like an eternity to it, Victor thought. But the response was clear. "I am programmed to protect the people of Earth. If it is necessary for you to destroy the Invaders, I will not stop you. But I will not destroy them for you."
"I wouldn't ask you to. Thank you."
Protagonist: Mechanon