The End is Near...
Death is Among us...
Such a Pleasure isn't it...
The room is cluttered. Motherboards on the floor, screwdrivers, along with some screws scattered around the tables, almost rolling off the table. Database units and a small generator stands against the walls. The room is dim. The only large light is the computer screen in front of the boy while he works on a robotic figure.
The boy reaches out to his left to take a sip of his large cup of coffee. As he takes a small sip, his door opens while a familiar image shows behind it. "What a mess, kid," he said to himself. "You know, these things don't grow on trees." he says as he crouches down to pick up the motherboards off the floor. "They cost a big amount, Starter. You need to take care of these things." The boy ignores him as he continues to work on his project. "Hey!" he screams.
"What is it Zackary?" he says politely.
"It's the motherboards! Did you eve listen to me?"
"Sorry, no. I'm actually busy working on something, Zack."
"Well, can you be mindful about Federation property?" He takes a look at what the boy is working on. "What are you working on?"
"It's a body for Boris."
"Who the hell is Boris?" he says as a blue light begins to glimmer.
"It's me, pretty boy." Zackary jumps. A screwdriver and a few pencils fall off the table he hit.
"Wait, you made that?"
"Yep," he says calmly.
"You used sound and speech specifications on him!"
"Yep, and an AI personality and actual emotions," Boris spoke.
"How do you know how to build this?" the boy continues to work on his project.
"It was all because I saw it in a video," he said quietly. "A guy named RoboCreator made a robotic droid out of scrap and made it with a personality core chip," he put his tools down and turns to face Zackary. "I was lonely at the time. I barely any friends, so I built my own."
"Stop being such a p*ss and just suck it up, you got this hellhole to enjoy now," Boris ranted.
"You built this loud mouth?"
"I will f*cking knock your teeth in" Boris cries out. The boy and Zackary laughed at him.
"It was a glitch. I tried setting him to kind, but that malfunctioned and thought I put it to d*ck. But he's been making me a tough kid, so I don't really mind."
Zackary observed Xavier's project. The metal was rusted and the wires connecting the power were tattered with rips and tears in the rubber exposing the inner wires. "You know you can get the material from the federation. It's all brand new." He said. The boy started to look towards his lap and Zackary knew. "You've been a Junkrat all your life? You don't know how to use these things!"
"How can you tell by knowing I was aJunkrat?"
"You're talking to one," he said softly. "Here let me show you how to use these things." this memory fades into the back of Xavier's mind as him and Tel ride on top of Silas heading for the next signatures.
Tel looks down the other side of the tunnel where came. He looks like he's thinking of his death. Droids and Robots don't see the problems of pain and death, and those who face these sufferable moments, they begin to contemplate their existence and life purpose. Xavier observes his behavior, but thinks nothing of it. .
"How far are we, Silas?" Silas' eye begins to a bright yellow.
"We are here." he says as he stops in a dark room. escape pods on the right side of the walls. Rusted boxes that say "Meat" on it and red barrels surround the room. And a blood trail that leads to a body.
"Is that..." Tel said softly.
"It is," Silas calmly says. "He was the only one that seems to have nott made it." A tear drops from Xavier's chin and hits the pool of blood.
"Can you confirm the victim, Tel?" Tel looks at Xavier scared. His robotics eyes looked at with sadness and content. Tel checked for Dogtags and found the blood-splattered metal tag. Dunlap, Roman it reads.
"It's him, Xavier." he says calmly. In anger, he slams his metal fist into the steel pillar next to him.
"Can you identify the cause of death?" Tel managed to look, but the darkness in the room made everything vague and unclear. Silas steps up to the corpse and begins to scan.
"It was a 75 caliber weapon, Xavier." He said as his eyes turned to a dark red. "It seems to have come from Gavin." Xavier looks to one of the escape pods and sees one missing.
"Find Nicholas, Silas," Xavier says calmly. "We're ending this once and for all. And we're getting that betraying b*stard when we're finished."
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Psycho's eyes were attached to his monitors while his new enslaved friend, Zackary wiped blood off his arms and chest. Jell was sitting in her chair crying. The thoughts of her love's injuries flew in her mind. The images of her socket burning. The unsettling sizzle that she had ti endure. The silence from her love disturbed her, it was the loudest and most painful thing she had to face.
"You killed him." Jell said. " You killed him and for what cause?" Psycho quietly walked up to her. He leans down and clenches her face.
"To bring him here. Why haven't you found that out?" he said. "It should have been easy to see that! And Gavin is just the motivation to bring him here. But don't worry, Gavin is still alive. He's just going have to live with a dent in his head and a few lost memories." He started to chuckle as he begins to face the monitors again. "He's almost here," says and he starts to grin. "It's show time."