Orchestrated By C.M. Rich (Magnetman)
By Classi-Cal, Starnik
A miserable feeling stayed
looming deep in her stomach on the way back to the fortress. Her head
slouched over in the aircraft they were using to get away from the
RPD, that now occupied London. Though glad that herself and her teammate
made it to return to base... it was an empty victory.
"Sho..." She whimpered at the thought of her daughter. The
product of her own hand's work, days and days of molding, bolting,
programing, and filling it with all the love she had inside of herself.
A daughter to cherish forever.
Many things were being torn from her, her mango tree home, her teammates,
and now her daughter. As Spark-Chan's head rose upward, she would find
the windows of the craft darken as they lowered through a hatch in
the Skull Fortress's ceiling. A numbness now overcoming the ache inside
of her heart. Now she was right back here, back with Wily.
Alongside Pride she exited down the ramp, neither of them caring to
speak any longer. Actually... he might have said something along the
lines of 'good work' or 'it's fine', but she drowned most everything
out with the thought of things she was losing. With her final step
off the ramp it folded up neatly behind her back into the ship. She
didn't know what to expect with the mission ending like such. It was
failed in her eyes... and the General's haunting voice still pulling
at her. Spark-Chan was a robot... and almost regretful that she had
no ability to throw up and relieve the stress that sickened her.
"So, 48 hours wasted?" The black and gold robot sneered from
across from her. Spark-Chan could only look up to Forte melancholic
before lowering her head.
"The Scissor Army was unable to obtain what the Robot Police Force
went to London for. That's all that matters." she replied, her
voice monotone in answer.
Pride had left them be, giving the two bots their privacy... but perhaps
it wasn't a safe thing for the Mech. Forte moved forward almost until
his chest was pushing her back, obviously in there to intimidate her.
Her feet inched a little away from him... but soon he turned away from
her and lifted his hand.
"Wily's waiting for your report."
And he left her with that, slightly laughing as he went down a seperate
hallway. She was too easy to scare sometimes... a pushover. Yet he
felt no real gain by playing any mindgames with her in this worn state.
Maybe later.
Spark-Chan gathered up her composure, but didn't run off to meet with
the villain Wily. She instead jogged her way back to the laboratory.
She could only think of the boy Benny, whom she promised to keep safe
until the end of this war. Nothing could bring back his mother... but
that didn't mean he had to live the rest of his life without happiness.
As she desended the staircase and to the upper levels she found the
entrance to the lab. She could see inside the small thick glass windows,
finding no one really around. Wily was not inside... and this gave
her relief that she'd be alone to just... pull Benny into her arms
and keep him there.
A loud crash was heard, the sound of glass breaking both faint but
noticeable to the woman bot. Running inside the lab door she passed
the main room and into the chamber where she herself was fixed. There
she found little Benny, throwing empty glass viles and anything he
could handle onto the floor. Spark-Chan quickly ran up to him to stop
him from harming himself.
"You robots! You killed my mother! It's all your fault!" Benny
screamed as he threw a larger glass tube right at Spark-Chan's feet.
How sad his eyes got when he saw the greenhaired bot just stand there
in shock. He had been treating any robot that came into the lab like
this, bursting out in his hate for them... but never thought about
how his life was saved by a robot in the first place.
"I tried," Spark-Chan's voice cracked... the glass shards
surrounded her and the boy dangerously. Luckily she couldn't really
be harmed since her metallic boots were her real feet in the first
place. She continued, "... but it wasn't enough. I'm sorry Benny.
I am a robot. But I did not want for this. It hurts me to see you suffer
and--"
Benny no longer looked at her in anger, his brows knitting as he began
to run towards her. Quick to react she dove forward onto the glass
and caught him... saving him from any cuts he might have gotten into.
Her arms were tight around him... hugging him, and yet gentle enough
to be considered a mother's embrace. The young boy shook in her arms...
his tears falling onto her collar as she stood up. She knew she was
supposed to go report with Pride on their mission... but Benny's well
being was more important. With an arm wrapped tightly... she used the
other to brush back his soft brown hair.
"You must be hungry Benny. Let's see what we can get you..." Her
voice just as gentle as the arms holding him. He would continue to
quietly sob as she left out from the lab. She swore she saw a mess
hall somewhere, and with it being at late night she could easilly find
and prepare him something.
With every step she was careful not to disturb him... though her eyes
scanned the bandaged injury on his arm. She was going to check it later
and rebandage it. Spark-Chan alone was very tired, wanting to recharge
for the day... but it could come later.
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Ugh, it’s so quiet. thought Starnik as he wandered through the castle corridors. It was three a.m., and most of the other Wily bots had powered down for the day. Even robots needed to “sleep” occasionally, to give their programming time to clear their system memory of all the errors that could build up during the day. Running 24/7 was extremely stressful on the delicate technology that made up a robot’s brain.--------------------
Why? Why when she looked at Starnik did she feel her heart ache further? Maybe because... his eyes spoke to her the truth of what he knew. He used the word 'had'. He 'had' a friend named Ben. It couldn't be. Closing her eyes she turned away and walked towards the many cabinets. As she openned one she glanced over her shoulder... Benny creeping up to hug onto her still.--------------------
Dammit! thought Starnik. Why do I have to be the one to break it to her? And where did she know Ben from, anyways? When did he get to know the Mechs so well? “I…” He finally started. He saw Benny staring at him from across the table. Maybe he should just tell them Ben was fine. Yeah! That was it! He’d just tell her that Ben had left, and was last seen working for the RPD. That was sort of the truth, right?--------------------
What more could she really do? But with the war splitting everyone up in the end... it wasn't Quick's fault in the least. She set a sympathetic hand on his shoulder... her eyes shut as she shook her head.--------------------
The first rays of morning peaked out from behind the hills surrounding Wily Castle. They immediately flooded Spark-chan’s room. Ever since she had started cooperating with Wily, she had been given only the finest of accommodations. Although she didn’t really require it, Spark was given a large, queen-sized bed, filled with feathers, to “rest” in while she was powered down. Her slight frame stirred underneath the covers as her systems began their start-up sequence. Her programming so completely mimicked human traits that she rubbed her eyes and yawned as her consciousness came online.--------------------