Some where in Tokyo
Get up! Atlas snarled as he roughly picked Reno up off the ground and threw him ahead of him. And you thought you were being cleaver? It wasnt hard to figure you out at all.
Reno was puzzled at first. Why werent they going back to the Diet building? Instead Atlas brought him to this place under a train trestle overpass. Then it hit
Reno turned around and gritted his teeth in Atlass face. Just get it done with! Youre such a damned coward! You have to hide me so you can kill me?
Atlas stepped back as Reno dropped to his knees. DO IT! STOP TORTURING ME AND JUST GET IT OVER WITH!
Hmph! Will you stop with the melodramatic crap? Atlas said as he walked up and tore the zip tie handcuffs off Renos wrists. Youre too important to kill anyways.
Atlas grabbed Reno by an arm and jerked him along deeper into the passage under the train line above, his eyes shining lightly as he brought Reno through a door and into an electrical service room. He stood behind Reno and gently pushed him over to one of the walls where something lay atop a work table
You were the only one I could count on. Old OShay would have gotten too much attention.
Reno looked down and shuddered as Atlas moved to the table and rubbed a hand slowly over a still face.
Astro? Reno slowly walked up and reached for a hand. The dim light inside the room didnt hide the mess Astro was in. For the moment Atlas had backed away and watched as Reno looked Astro over.
How did you? Everyone heard what happened, how did you?
Atlas shrugged. Slight of hand. I got lucky. So
.wiz kid
you can fix him right?
Reno pursed his lips as Atlas walked up. You can fix him
.right?
I
..I
.I mean hes a mess
Atlas snorted back and gripped Renos shirt. Stop with the angst and do that
whatever thing you do. Dont make Astro a liar.
Reno frowned. Whos leg are you trying to pull? Why should I trust you after all the crap youve been spouting! Youre probably hoping Ill fix him up so you can kill us both well guess what creep
.GO SCREW YOURSELF!
Atlas wiped the spittle from his face. Hes the only chance you got! Im not gonna explain myself to you right now! He snatched Renos collar and pushed him back over to the table. Now look at him, tell me what you need and start working or Ill get really angry and bust your chops so bad? Youll be sucking your food through your butt!
Reno gave Atlas a real hate filled look till the boy bot stomped out of the room and slammed the door behind him.
Upper Tier
Five Gorges Dam
Peoples Republic of China
Night supervisor Sing returned to a scene of chaos and hell. Fires were set upon buildings all over the site, the control building was gutted, riddled with holes and burning fiercely as he stopped at the foot of the stairs and grabbed an employee. Where is Shift Supervisor Yu?
Dead Sir! The man replied. Most of the control staff are dead. We were attacked, they hit all the buildings, the power is gone, the fires are out of control and the dam
Sing walked to the edge of the walkway over the upper span and craned his head around. Damage?
All the relief spillway gates are shut or blocked with debris, we have no available power to get them open. The water is rising slowly for now but the forecast calls for extreme monsoon rains in the high lands within the day.
Sing grabbed the man by his jacket. Round up who ever you can find. We need divers, blowtorches, jack hammers, anything you can find. We must get these spillways open! Well set up a control area at my car. And find me a phone, radio, anything to call Beijing.
The worker looked back stunned. We heard the General Secretary and most of the Polit Bureau were killed.
Someones in charge by now. Get on with it man, we have no time to sit and cry.
Under the Shinkansen Line
Tokyo
Reno emerged from the room and slowly closed the door behind him. He saw Atlas sitting on the ground with his back to the wall, sleeping from the look of it till an eye opened up. Well? He asked. What are you gonna need?
Reno sat and looked dejected. I cant
.
Atlas snorted and rolled jumped up. Oh b.s. you cant!
Hes too far gone! Reno replied. The fusion reactors trashed, his computer spine is gone, his electrical circuits are toast
I cant do it!
Atlas snarled. Im barely keeping his computer brain working down here! I almost lost it twice, had to rig it to my own power. If we lose power down here its game over for him! Now do something!
Reno jumped up and pushed Atlas hard enough to drop him back onto the floor. I CANT YOU STUPID IDIOT! HES TOO FAR GONE! Reno lost it, he jumped on Atlas and started whaling punches down on him till the robot grabbed his fists.
STOP IT! Atlas snapped. Then
..then take my brain out and give him my body.
Reno gasped. Youre fricken crazy!
Do it or Ill go myself and kill that psycho robot but this has got to be stopped!
Why? Reno asked. Why stop it? This is everything you wanted! To see humans grovel at the boots of a robot, to be humbled and subjugated to a robots whims, To finally have a sense of power in your hands!
Atlas snapped back. I never wanted to see humans brutally murdered! Tortured! Shot like cattle in a slaughter house! This isnt my dream
its a nightmare!
So flying off and getting yourself chewed up will stop it? You cant fight Mordred any more than Astro could, youre both the same class. Mordred will chew you up and toss you in a dumpster
its suicide!
Atlas slackened and shook his head. Better I die trying than live another day watching this. I cant take it! If theres no other way then Ill go. I dont want Astro thinking I was a coward.
Reno leaned against the wall. There is another way
I dont know if its still around, by now Mordreds destroyed Astros back-up archive and hes probably found out the body exists.
Atlas pursed his lips. Body? You mean theres another body, for Astro?
Wouldnt it be kinda logical? After all he has been abused a lot. Parts get harder to replace and youve beaten him up sometimes worse than a rubber ball at a squash court. He couldnt be repaired indefinitely.
Reno looked back at the door. So
one day Doctor OShay took out the Atom weapons Project blue prints and revamped them, made a new body design for Astro. Of course we never told him.
Atlas beamed. So? You had a hand in it right? Is it strong?
Reno smirked. To be blunt? Youd be in for quite a serious ***** slapping.
Then what are we waiting for? Atlas said exited. Lets go get it!
Reno crossed his arms. Im supposed to trust you? What are you smoking?
Atlas shook his head. Not good enough huh?
Your reputation isnt stellar remember? Reno said as he walked back into the room.
Look
if you could hear it from Astro? Would you trust me? Atlas asked.
Reno gave him a sarcastic look as Atlas walked up to Astro, snatched a pair of wires from his chest and affixed them to his own chest plate. Now this is gonna get a little weird, more for me than you
As Atlas hooked up the last wire, he suddenly froze stiff and almost tumbled to the ground had Reno not caught him. His eyes flipped open suddenly when Reno sat him down against a table leg
You spied on Livian in the bathroom? You pervert! Astros voice suddenly came from Atlass mouth.
Shut up! Atlas said back. Gee
Miss Myoki? Look whos the dog now!
Hey! Thats private!
Reno shook his head. Could you both stop and let me talk?
Atlas looked at Reno and smiled warmly. Hi Reno
Im really messed up huh?
A little. Reno replied. I got a plan but Atlas thinks I can trust him.
Atlass face turned questionable. Whos he kidding?
Oh great! Goody boots just shot himself in the foot, way to go dork!
Youre the dork!
Dufus!
Stupid pile of rusty bolts!
HEY! Reno snapped. We dont have time for this!
Reno grabbed Atlass shoulders. Astro
we have a plan ok but I need to trust Atlas. Can I trust him or not?
Atlas face contorted for a moment. Yeah
hes real deal. But hes gonna owe me when this is over.
In your dreams.
Then forget it.
You blackmailing piece of crap!
Take it or leave it goof ball.
Reno huffed. Just be serious Astro! Youre sitting on a loose wire and you could end up frying if we dont do something
.get it?
Ok! Yes you can trust Atlas. Astro said just before Atlas ripped the wires from his chest.
Thats enough of that! Pervert? Hope I dont tell anyone about those special love letters to your teacher! Atlas snorted as he wagged a finger in Astros face. Its not a pleasant experience sharing my brain with this drippy, good all the time, love and kissy dork, let me tell you!
Reno sighed. Lets just get on with this Atlas?
Yeah. Atlas replied pursing his lips. First thing you need to tell me is where this new body is.
New Fan Fiction: Walkies Some more.
USS Snark
50 miles off Tokyo Bay
The radioman turned from his station. Captain? Gidions asking why we ran.
The Executive officer leaned against the Captains chair. I think the crew might want an answer too Sir. We left the fleet crews in the water
The Captain gave the XO a scowl. Anyone here felt like joining them? The first priority of a sub commander is to know when the survival of his crew and his weapons takes precedent over needless sacrifice. We couldnt help those men less we all end up dead.
The Captain stood up and walked around the control room. We have our weapons, we have the freedom of movement and we have our silence, the advantage is ours gentlemen and when the time comes? I intend to ram our advantages right down the throat of that murdering scumbag.
Gidion says its clear enough Sir if you want to start moving again? The radioman said. Also? I have no replies from SEAL team 3.
The Captain stood thinking for a moment. Helm? All ahead 1/3rd. Ask Gidion if hell range out a bit? Have em float around Tokyo Bay and see whats going on?
Aye, aye.
Gidion
The return static was depressing. Reno was still keeping his radio off which did Gidion no good. It was one thing to swim around the bay and see what was going on around the water but eyes on the streets was what Gidion really needed besides just for once the happy voice he expected every morning bringing him oil or a treat.
Buzzzzz Gidion? Came Renos voice suddenly which made Gidion flip in the air with joyful relief. Where have you been?! Things have been so crazy out here!
Sorry Giddy. Reno replied. Im working something out so Ill have to ask you to sit tight just a little longer. So what have you been doing?
Gidion suddenly saw some spheres arcing towards him. Shoot! Sorry to cut and run but it seems we cant chat by radio any more, Ill call you when I really need you! He rolled about and swam as fast as he could for the bay floor as several spheres splashed in behind him!
Chibusake suburb
Tokyo
Inspector Towashi left an apology note on the driver side of the car he had hotwired, not a smart thing to do but nothing came between the seasoned police officer and his own honor. He and Deutadi found an empty apartment and jacked the door lock.
Five rounds for the shotgun Inspector. Deutadi said as he stood by the living room window while Towashi rummaged through the kitchen.
Coffee? The Inspector said as he started filling a coffee maker.
We should try to find out whats happened to your family Sir. Deutadi said as he took a cup.
Cant be helped. Towashi said blankly. We need to find other officers we can depend on. Build a resistance.
Tall order dont you think? Deutadi snorted. After all by now theyve finished cleaning all the departments out.
Towashi snorted back. I have faith in our Shinjuku force, I taught them better than this. Im sure theres more than enough waiting in the shadows to start raising hell if I give them the word.
Security bureau
Tokyo
Rock sat in his office looking over paperwork till Atlas came stomping through his door with a torn up robot costume in his hands. The boy bot tossed it on the desk along with a piece of tape covered with hair and a blood soaked rag. This should make the Leader happy! Job well done!
Rock smirked back. Who .was this or need I ask?
That little weasel Reno. I caught him running from the Diet building and took care of him. Atlas smirked evilly. You should have heard the little ***** crying till I slit his throat.
Rock clasped his hands in joy. Mordred will be pleased by this. We work well together. Im considering letting you take care of Astros troublesome little sister and that fat Doctor OShay since you captured them. Mordred wants you to attend to her personally. She may know a few things we have concerns over.
Atlas smiled evilly. Dont kill them. I want to be personally there to see them done in myself.
You show a pleasing sight Atlas. Rock said as he stood up. Im going to tell Mordred he has no reason to be suspicious of you any longer. With you as my strong right hand? No one will be able to stop us from completing Mordreds dream.
Atlas snickered. Im very glad. Oh? Did OShay have a back up storage of Astros accumulated memory? And what about other things the Ministry of Science had? Weapons? You know? I beat that sniveling pal of Astros till he told me about some annex building and the computer storage banks?
Rock smiled back. The computer back up files were erased. We also destroyed the hard drives at the central information library at the Ministry. The annex is under heavy security and we intend to ransack it sometime in the next day or two. Unfortunately youre not invited.
Like I care? Atlas replied shrugging. Ill be in touch when you find something else for me to do.
50 miles off Tokyo Bay
The radioman turned from his station. Captain? Gidions asking why we ran.
The Executive officer leaned against the Captains chair. I think the crew might want an answer too Sir. We left the fleet crews in the water
The Captain gave the XO a scowl. Anyone here felt like joining them? The first priority of a sub commander is to know when the survival of his crew and his weapons takes precedent over needless sacrifice. We couldnt help those men less we all end up dead.
The Captain stood up and walked around the control room. We have our weapons, we have the freedom of movement and we have our silence, the advantage is ours gentlemen and when the time comes? I intend to ram our advantages right down the throat of that murdering scumbag.
Gidion says its clear enough Sir if you want to start moving again? The radioman said. Also? I have no replies from SEAL team 3.
The Captain stood thinking for a moment. Helm? All ahead 1/3rd. Ask Gidion if hell range out a bit? Have em float around Tokyo Bay and see whats going on?
Aye, aye.
Gidion
The return static was depressing. Reno was still keeping his radio off which did Gidion no good. It was one thing to swim around the bay and see what was going on around the water but eyes on the streets was what Gidion really needed besides just for once the happy voice he expected every morning bringing him oil or a treat.
Buzzzzz Gidion? Came Renos voice suddenly which made Gidion flip in the air with joyful relief. Where have you been?! Things have been so crazy out here!
Sorry Giddy. Reno replied. Im working something out so Ill have to ask you to sit tight just a little longer. So what have you been doing?
Gidion suddenly saw some spheres arcing towards him. Shoot! Sorry to cut and run but it seems we cant chat by radio any more, Ill call you when I really need you! He rolled about and swam as fast as he could for the bay floor as several spheres splashed in behind him!
Chibusake suburb
Tokyo
Inspector Towashi left an apology note on the driver side of the car he had hotwired, not a smart thing to do but nothing came between the seasoned police officer and his own honor. He and Deutadi found an empty apartment and jacked the door lock.
Five rounds for the shotgun Inspector. Deutadi said as he stood by the living room window while Towashi rummaged through the kitchen.
Coffee? The Inspector said as he started filling a coffee maker.
We should try to find out whats happened to your family Sir. Deutadi said as he took a cup.
Cant be helped. Towashi said blankly. We need to find other officers we can depend on. Build a resistance.
Tall order dont you think? Deutadi snorted. After all by now theyve finished cleaning all the departments out.
Towashi snorted back. I have faith in our Shinjuku force, I taught them better than this. Im sure theres more than enough waiting in the shadows to start raising hell if I give them the word.
Security bureau
Tokyo
Rock sat in his office looking over paperwork till Atlas came stomping through his door with a torn up robot costume in his hands. The boy bot tossed it on the desk along with a piece of tape covered with hair and a blood soaked rag. This should make the Leader happy! Job well done!
Rock smirked back. Who .was this or need I ask?
That little weasel Reno. I caught him running from the Diet building and took care of him. Atlas smirked evilly. You should have heard the little ***** crying till I slit his throat.
Rock clasped his hands in joy. Mordred will be pleased by this. We work well together. Im considering letting you take care of Astros troublesome little sister and that fat Doctor OShay since you captured them. Mordred wants you to attend to her personally. She may know a few things we have concerns over.
Atlas smiled evilly. Dont kill them. I want to be personally there to see them done in myself.
You show a pleasing sight Atlas. Rock said as he stood up. Im going to tell Mordred he has no reason to be suspicious of you any longer. With you as my strong right hand? No one will be able to stop us from completing Mordreds dream.
Atlas snickered. Im very glad. Oh? Did OShay have a back up storage of Astros accumulated memory? And what about other things the Ministry of Science had? Weapons? You know? I beat that sniveling pal of Astros till he told me about some annex building and the computer storage banks?
Rock smiled back. The computer back up files were erased. We also destroyed the hard drives at the central information library at the Ministry. The annex is under heavy security and we intend to ransack it sometime in the next day or two. Unfortunately youre not invited.
Like I care? Atlas replied shrugging. Ill be in touch when you find something else for me to do.
"You guys have some serious Mommy issues."
Headquarters of the KEHL
Tokyo
We made contact with some of our comrades in Yokohama. Sparx said as he came into the room where Zenzo and other members were checking out captured weapons on a table.
Hmmm?...Sparx said as he picked up a pistol and looked around puzzled. Excuse me? This robot just wiped out the American fleet, decimated the Chinese Air Force and survived being smacked around the sky by a nuclear warhead and you intend to use this?
Zenzo scowled. We intend to use what we can.
Sparx walked around the room. Youre still thinking you can accomplish this action alone without the help of us robots, thats your problem my friend. As I said Ive been in contact with our comrades in Yokohama and they have by good fortune gotten their hands on a peacekeeper class battle bot. All we need is a programmer who can figure out how to scramble its programming and turn it to our advantage.
Sparxs threw the pistol over his shoulder where it hit the concrete floor and fired off a bullet that sent all the humans diving. Uh?...who exactly are these weapons a threat to anyway? Them or us?
Engine Company 17
Fighting Dragoons
Evening
Timber was taking the trash out to the dumpster after dinner and suddenly shook when he opened the cover to see Atlas looking back at him.
SLAM! The firebot threw the cover down and stomped back to the station house as Atlas flew in front of him and cut him off
Tim!
I dont talk to traitors. Timber snorted. What ever you want to say? Forget it, Im not interested.
Atlas snatched Tims arm and watched as he pulled his fire ax from the sheath on his back. Calm down .I need your help
Help what? Timber snarled as he pushed Atlas back and swung the ax up. I dont want anything for a traitor like you!
Atlas stood still and dropped his hands. Go ahead .give me a good whack. I wont defend myself but Im not a damned traitor! Ive been shucking that Mordred creep and you can really help us stop him so please...
Timber was going to swing, he had the ax poised for a drop and he let it go fast and hard over his head towards Atlass face!
He pulled it short of the nose and held it there. Trusting .arent we? Timber said as he returned the ax to his back. I knew you couldnt follow this jerk. I just had to be sure.
Atlas wrapped an arm around Timbers shoulders and led him behind the decorative bushes on the side of the fire house. I need a favor. You guys have access to the building schematics of all the buildings in Tokyo proper right? I need the ones for the Ministry of Science storage annex in Tokyo like yesterday.
Timber gave Atlas a snort. Aaaaaand Im supposed to get these how?
Network. Atlas said smiling. Get in touch with some of your buddies in the Tokyo FD? Cook up some sort of annual review thing? You know earthquake preparations, disaster awareness, some official sounding excuse.
Timber sighed. Im a fire fighter Atlas
Youre a fellow robot and a Japanese one remember? Atlas said with his hands out. Ill repay you super big time! Ill be your slave! Ill wash trucks, wear a leash, Ill even eat out of a doggie bowl and wait on you hand and foot for a century this is our last chance to stop this stupidity Tim please?!
Timber smirked. Ok Ill cook up something and if Im lucky youll have the schematic by tomorrow.
Atlas shook Tim by his shoulders. I knew youd understand.
New Shinjuku
Motsuja Electronics Repair
Late Evening
A knock on the door shook Takiuma from his precarious sleep in a chair leaned back against a work desk. He slowly opened the door and met Verneys toothy grin on the other side
Is this where the party is? Verney said as he came through the door with a sphere wrapped in bed sheets. Good to see you again Tweek. He said as he dropped the sphere on the table and wiped his brow. You should see the security around here! Its gotten anal as heck!
Etsuko, who owned Motsujas, came out with a tray of coffee in her hands as the four men huddled around the sphere. You three took a big risk coming here. Mordred has many pro-nationalist spies running around catching people.
Jinzo Kosa began to pull plates off the outside of the sphere. This was worth the effort though. Maybe we can re-program this thing to make the others turn on themselves? Obviously if this is the EMP producing weapon, it may come in good use to knock some chips off Mordreds shoulder.
Keto Watanabe looked at Takiuma. What about your brother? Any word?
No Takiuma replied shaking his head. Not my concern right now. Lets see if this thing has a hard drive we can exploit shall we?
National Constabullary Detention Center
Tokyo
Late Night
Doctor OShay sat still in thought while Zoran sat entertaining herself by playing a Disney cartoon recording from her internal hard drive files across her eyes. She giggled a few times but she couldnt hide the obvious worry displayed by the tight grip she had on the Doctors hand.
How stupidly foolish! He thought. Leaving that lap top in the bathroom, how stupid! Now he worried greatly for Amako and Zoran. Where was Amako? Did they pick her up as well?
His thoughts were suddenly broken by the door to the holding cell flying open and a small figure stomping his way in
You can leave me alone with them you dont want to stay and watch what Im gonna do. Atlas said evilly as he waved his hand.
Atlas walked up to Doctor OShay and passed him a note as the door slammed shut
Astros ok Play along Zoran, eat this note.
Zorans screams suddenly filled the cell and the hallway outside along with such horrifying slamming of the walls that broken plaster rained from the ceiling and the outside walls of the cell!
TALK! TALK YOU FILTHY FAT JERK OR ILL RIP HER APART!
The guards were almost giddy with glee as Zorans crying and the Doctors pleading went on for what seemed like hours. Inside the cell, Atlas threw himself flat faced with a concrete cracking crash against a wall and smacked his hands together hard enough to make a loud metallic ring resonate over the faked screams of Doctor OShay
NO MORE! HAVE MERCY PLEASE! STOP THIS! The Doctor pleaded.
Atlas smiled as he made a few rips on Zorans shirt and rubbed her head reassuringly. Youre not crying enough and stop the crazy giggling!
Open the door! Atlas snarled as he stood waving a quickly scribbled paper filled with false leads. The guards looked in to see Zoran cringing against the Doctor with her clothes torn up. Atlas handed them the paper and snarled evilly. She dared to get in my way. Get that to Rock at once! tell him he needs to take some troops to Fujima now! Seems old fat ass here had another Astro class robot body in hiding down there.
Tokyo
We made contact with some of our comrades in Yokohama. Sparx said as he came into the room where Zenzo and other members were checking out captured weapons on a table.
Hmmm?...Sparx said as he picked up a pistol and looked around puzzled. Excuse me? This robot just wiped out the American fleet, decimated the Chinese Air Force and survived being smacked around the sky by a nuclear warhead and you intend to use this?
Zenzo scowled. We intend to use what we can.
Sparx walked around the room. Youre still thinking you can accomplish this action alone without the help of us robots, thats your problem my friend. As I said Ive been in contact with our comrades in Yokohama and they have by good fortune gotten their hands on a peacekeeper class battle bot. All we need is a programmer who can figure out how to scramble its programming and turn it to our advantage.
Sparxs threw the pistol over his shoulder where it hit the concrete floor and fired off a bullet that sent all the humans diving. Uh?...who exactly are these weapons a threat to anyway? Them or us?
Engine Company 17
Fighting Dragoons
Evening
Timber was taking the trash out to the dumpster after dinner and suddenly shook when he opened the cover to see Atlas looking back at him.
SLAM! The firebot threw the cover down and stomped back to the station house as Atlas flew in front of him and cut him off
Tim!
I dont talk to traitors. Timber snorted. What ever you want to say? Forget it, Im not interested.
Atlas snatched Tims arm and watched as he pulled his fire ax from the sheath on his back. Calm down .I need your help
Help what? Timber snarled as he pushed Atlas back and swung the ax up. I dont want anything for a traitor like you!
Atlas stood still and dropped his hands. Go ahead .give me a good whack. I wont defend myself but Im not a damned traitor! Ive been shucking that Mordred creep and you can really help us stop him so please...
Timber was going to swing, he had the ax poised for a drop and he let it go fast and hard over his head towards Atlass face!
He pulled it short of the nose and held it there. Trusting .arent we? Timber said as he returned the ax to his back. I knew you couldnt follow this jerk. I just had to be sure.
Atlas wrapped an arm around Timbers shoulders and led him behind the decorative bushes on the side of the fire house. I need a favor. You guys have access to the building schematics of all the buildings in Tokyo proper right? I need the ones for the Ministry of Science storage annex in Tokyo like yesterday.
Timber gave Atlas a snort. Aaaaaand Im supposed to get these how?
Network. Atlas said smiling. Get in touch with some of your buddies in the Tokyo FD? Cook up some sort of annual review thing? You know earthquake preparations, disaster awareness, some official sounding excuse.
Timber sighed. Im a fire fighter Atlas
Youre a fellow robot and a Japanese one remember? Atlas said with his hands out. Ill repay you super big time! Ill be your slave! Ill wash trucks, wear a leash, Ill even eat out of a doggie bowl and wait on you hand and foot for a century this is our last chance to stop this stupidity Tim please?!
Timber smirked. Ok Ill cook up something and if Im lucky youll have the schematic by tomorrow.
Atlas shook Tim by his shoulders. I knew youd understand.
New Shinjuku
Motsuja Electronics Repair
Late Evening
A knock on the door shook Takiuma from his precarious sleep in a chair leaned back against a work desk. He slowly opened the door and met Verneys toothy grin on the other side
Is this where the party is? Verney said as he came through the door with a sphere wrapped in bed sheets. Good to see you again Tweek. He said as he dropped the sphere on the table and wiped his brow. You should see the security around here! Its gotten anal as heck!
Etsuko, who owned Motsujas, came out with a tray of coffee in her hands as the four men huddled around the sphere. You three took a big risk coming here. Mordred has many pro-nationalist spies running around catching people.
Jinzo Kosa began to pull plates off the outside of the sphere. This was worth the effort though. Maybe we can re-program this thing to make the others turn on themselves? Obviously if this is the EMP producing weapon, it may come in good use to knock some chips off Mordreds shoulder.
Keto Watanabe looked at Takiuma. What about your brother? Any word?
No Takiuma replied shaking his head. Not my concern right now. Lets see if this thing has a hard drive we can exploit shall we?
National Constabullary Detention Center
Tokyo
Late Night
Doctor OShay sat still in thought while Zoran sat entertaining herself by playing a Disney cartoon recording from her internal hard drive files across her eyes. She giggled a few times but she couldnt hide the obvious worry displayed by the tight grip she had on the Doctors hand.
How stupidly foolish! He thought. Leaving that lap top in the bathroom, how stupid! Now he worried greatly for Amako and Zoran. Where was Amako? Did they pick her up as well?
His thoughts were suddenly broken by the door to the holding cell flying open and a small figure stomping his way in
You can leave me alone with them you dont want to stay and watch what Im gonna do. Atlas said evilly as he waved his hand.
Atlas walked up to Doctor OShay and passed him a note as the door slammed shut
Astros ok Play along Zoran, eat this note.
Zorans screams suddenly filled the cell and the hallway outside along with such horrifying slamming of the walls that broken plaster rained from the ceiling and the outside walls of the cell!
TALK! TALK YOU FILTHY FAT JERK OR ILL RIP HER APART!
The guards were almost giddy with glee as Zorans crying and the Doctors pleading went on for what seemed like hours. Inside the cell, Atlas threw himself flat faced with a concrete cracking crash against a wall and smacked his hands together hard enough to make a loud metallic ring resonate over the faked screams of Doctor OShay
NO MORE! HAVE MERCY PLEASE! STOP THIS! The Doctor pleaded.
Atlas smiled as he made a few rips on Zorans shirt and rubbed her head reassuringly. Youre not crying enough and stop the crazy giggling!
Open the door! Atlas snarled as he stood waving a quickly scribbled paper filled with false leads. The guards looked in to see Zoran cringing against the Doctor with her clothes torn up. Atlas handed them the paper and snarled evilly. She dared to get in my way. Get that to Rock at once! tell him he needs to take some troops to Fujima now! Seems old fat ass here had another Astro class robot body in hiding down there.
"You guys have some serious Mommy issues."
Midnight
The Diet Building
Doctor Tenma stood silently observing a pair of spheres as they worked over the supine body of Mordred as he lay on a cleared off desk. He said nothing and offered no indication of thought as Mordred sat up and felt the repair made to his chest plate.
Not so invulnerable after all are we? Tenma said as he placed his hands behind him.
Hmph! Nothing is totally invulnerable father. However? You built me to be excellently robust did you not?
Much to my regret. Tenma replied.
Oh come now Father! Mordred snorted as he stood with his arms crossed. Stop this feinish attempt to hide your pride. Not only am I your most excellent creation, the pinnacle of your genius but I am the answer to your long hidden desire am I not?
Tenma snorted. I didnt create you Mordred. You are just a program, a sick program inhabiting a body of another purpose. A sick perversion of my original intentions. So stop with the Father references you are a sickening reminder of my past, a past I deeply revile.
Mordred smirked back. And of that original purpose? A new body for your cowardly copy of a son? I wish your son had not died seeing as how Astro was his duplicate, I can only imagine how sickening it was for a great man like you to sire such a pathetic and weak minded child as that. And you wanted to put that into this glorious body? Such a waste.
Tenmas hands shook violently as Mordred walked past. You wish to destroy me Father? At least it will show you have some courage.
Gidion
Midnight
Gidion floated out of the sunken car and looked about for any spheres that had stuck around to play the waiting game. Good thing they werent programmed with patience. But now he worried about Reno again. If they could pick up radio signals this easily then it was obvious they had to know where Reno was by now. Then again, Reno was too smart for them to be caught so easily.
It took a few hours of hard searching but he managed to join back up with the Snark which was cruising just below the surface with its radio buoy trolling along the surface of the sea.
USS Snark
Midnight
Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, Guam, the West Coast, most of China blacked out. The President told the rest of the country about the MacArthur and the fleet a few hours ago. Hes still holding out the hope for some sort of negotiated peace.
The radioman handed the Captain the message and he crumpled it in his hand. This is how we treat negotiating. He threw it to the deck and walked back to his chair.
Gidion is back Sir. Should I tell him anything?
Yes. Ask him to go back into the bay. Locate and identify all JMSDF combat ships out of Yokosuka or Yokohama and tell us right away of they sail. Dont tell him why we need to know he doesnt.
The Captain then turned to the weapons officer. Load tubes 1,2,3 and 4 with Mark 48 torpedoes. Should any Jimmy warship attempt to sail out of the bay? Sink them. They belong to his people now so they just became the enemy.
Aye Aye Sir. Search for and identify. The radioman replied as he called Gidion and told him what to do.
Under the Shinkansen Line
Tokyo
2am
Atlas found Reno sleeping on the floor near the work table and softly shook him awake. I got a futon mat. Atlas said as he pointed up. Hes alright?
Yeah Reno replied as he sat up. The powers not steady down here. Its scary as hell. He cant tell me anything I feel a little helpless.
Atlas patted Reno on the shoulder. Youre a mess. Did you get close to the Annex?
Hmph its an armed fortress. Well be lucky if they didnt go through it already.
Atlas got up and pulled the Futon mat from a cubby hole. I threw that jerk Rock a false lead. Hopefully hell be out of our hair for a few hours. We gotta find some help. I have someone hunting down the building floor plans for the Annex but it wont do us much good without some extra muscle.
Reno lay on the mat and rubbed his hair. So mind explaining why you decided not to join up with this creep?
Atlas shrugged as he laid down. I dunno maybe its his voice. Then again Im not in the mood to explain anything right now Im a little beat.
I just want to be honest. Reno said snorting. I still think youre a rat.
You and everyone else. Take a number, get in line and shut up. Atlas replied.
Both of them looked back at each other and their faces softened to light hearted chuckles. Ill keep watch on Astro. Atlas said waving a hand. Get some sleep because youre gonna need it.
Kenadas Gang hideout
Kamakura
2am
Livian thought to herself, If I could have a headache right now, my head would probably explode., as she looked at the two police officers who asked to join Kenadas ever growing circle of people with an ax to grind.
Give me one good reason why I should trust you two? Weve already had one fake try and pull some garbage on us so understand why we lack a little trust in the bank. She said as she looked over at the gang member waving a shotgun around the room. Hey Shusaki? Thats not a stupid guitar.
Sorry. The teenager said as he lowered the gun.
Livian looked back at the two officers. You havent given me a reason by the way.
One of the officers gave her a smirk. Inspector Towashi. Is that reason enough?
The sudden slamming of a door and the sound of crashing boxes brought Livian and the cops running into the building. A group of bikers was carrying a comrade to a table. We got bushwhacked! Fujimo was knocked from his bike, hes in a bad way!
Kenada stumbled out of his small room and joined Livian as she pulled the wounded bikers shirt apart and checked for a pulse
Bad way .hes gone. She said as she threw a towel to the floor. From now on? No more going off in small groups! This is the seventh person weve lost! We cant afford more needless deaths like this!
Livian stomped off and slammed a door behind her.
Kenada started to follow her but got cut short by Shinji. Boss, shes not up for listening at all.
Kenada pushed Shinji aside and tried the door. Livy? Open the door. He jiggled the door till she abruptly opened it and pulled him inside the room. Ok obviously youre not in the mood for conversation.
Well .when some one you love disappoints you and you watch good people lose their lives, it sort of causes more than a few skewed screws dont you think? She said wiping her nose with her fingers.
Kenada found a seat on a table. Have you been checking your power levels?
Yes theyre fine. Livian replied. Theyre fine, my body functions are fine, my emotional state? Screwed up.
Kenada put his hands out. You need a hug a friendly human hug. Though Im not as warm as Atlas would be.
Livian smirked. Nice try. As I remember you have a girlfriend or did she, like most of your past bikes, suffer a critical malfunction that you might need me to correct it?
Kenada snorted. Kay? I dont know where she is and frankly if she still cared for me? She hasnt bothered calling.
Livian shook her head. So typical of you Kenada. Any way? My mind isnt so bothered with Atlas as it is with our situation. We need to stop lone wolfing this and link up with other resistance.
What ever ideas you can cook up. Kenada replied. You can handle the organizing details though, Im not good at anything if it doesnt involve beating stupid people.
Livian smirked. How you humans have gotten this far? Ill never get it.
The Diet Building
Doctor Tenma stood silently observing a pair of spheres as they worked over the supine body of Mordred as he lay on a cleared off desk. He said nothing and offered no indication of thought as Mordred sat up and felt the repair made to his chest plate.
Not so invulnerable after all are we? Tenma said as he placed his hands behind him.
Hmph! Nothing is totally invulnerable father. However? You built me to be excellently robust did you not?
Much to my regret. Tenma replied.
Oh come now Father! Mordred snorted as he stood with his arms crossed. Stop this feinish attempt to hide your pride. Not only am I your most excellent creation, the pinnacle of your genius but I am the answer to your long hidden desire am I not?
Tenma snorted. I didnt create you Mordred. You are just a program, a sick program inhabiting a body of another purpose. A sick perversion of my original intentions. So stop with the Father references you are a sickening reminder of my past, a past I deeply revile.
Mordred smirked back. And of that original purpose? A new body for your cowardly copy of a son? I wish your son had not died seeing as how Astro was his duplicate, I can only imagine how sickening it was for a great man like you to sire such a pathetic and weak minded child as that. And you wanted to put that into this glorious body? Such a waste.
Tenmas hands shook violently as Mordred walked past. You wish to destroy me Father? At least it will show you have some courage.
Gidion
Midnight
Gidion floated out of the sunken car and looked about for any spheres that had stuck around to play the waiting game. Good thing they werent programmed with patience. But now he worried about Reno again. If they could pick up radio signals this easily then it was obvious they had to know where Reno was by now. Then again, Reno was too smart for them to be caught so easily.
It took a few hours of hard searching but he managed to join back up with the Snark which was cruising just below the surface with its radio buoy trolling along the surface of the sea.
USS Snark
Midnight
Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, Guam, the West Coast, most of China blacked out. The President told the rest of the country about the MacArthur and the fleet a few hours ago. Hes still holding out the hope for some sort of negotiated peace.
The radioman handed the Captain the message and he crumpled it in his hand. This is how we treat negotiating. He threw it to the deck and walked back to his chair.
Gidion is back Sir. Should I tell him anything?
Yes. Ask him to go back into the bay. Locate and identify all JMSDF combat ships out of Yokosuka or Yokohama and tell us right away of they sail. Dont tell him why we need to know he doesnt.
The Captain then turned to the weapons officer. Load tubes 1,2,3 and 4 with Mark 48 torpedoes. Should any Jimmy warship attempt to sail out of the bay? Sink them. They belong to his people now so they just became the enemy.
Aye Aye Sir. Search for and identify. The radioman replied as he called Gidion and told him what to do.
Under the Shinkansen Line
Tokyo
2am
Atlas found Reno sleeping on the floor near the work table and softly shook him awake. I got a futon mat. Atlas said as he pointed up. Hes alright?
Yeah Reno replied as he sat up. The powers not steady down here. Its scary as hell. He cant tell me anything I feel a little helpless.
Atlas patted Reno on the shoulder. Youre a mess. Did you get close to the Annex?
Hmph its an armed fortress. Well be lucky if they didnt go through it already.
Atlas got up and pulled the Futon mat from a cubby hole. I threw that jerk Rock a false lead. Hopefully hell be out of our hair for a few hours. We gotta find some help. I have someone hunting down the building floor plans for the Annex but it wont do us much good without some extra muscle.
Reno lay on the mat and rubbed his hair. So mind explaining why you decided not to join up with this creep?
Atlas shrugged as he laid down. I dunno maybe its his voice. Then again Im not in the mood to explain anything right now Im a little beat.
I just want to be honest. Reno said snorting. I still think youre a rat.
You and everyone else. Take a number, get in line and shut up. Atlas replied.
Both of them looked back at each other and their faces softened to light hearted chuckles. Ill keep watch on Astro. Atlas said waving a hand. Get some sleep because youre gonna need it.
Kenadas Gang hideout
Kamakura
2am
Livian thought to herself, If I could have a headache right now, my head would probably explode., as she looked at the two police officers who asked to join Kenadas ever growing circle of people with an ax to grind.
Give me one good reason why I should trust you two? Weve already had one fake try and pull some garbage on us so understand why we lack a little trust in the bank. She said as she looked over at the gang member waving a shotgun around the room. Hey Shusaki? Thats not a stupid guitar.
Sorry. The teenager said as he lowered the gun.
Livian looked back at the two officers. You havent given me a reason by the way.
One of the officers gave her a smirk. Inspector Towashi. Is that reason enough?
The sudden slamming of a door and the sound of crashing boxes brought Livian and the cops running into the building. A group of bikers was carrying a comrade to a table. We got bushwhacked! Fujimo was knocked from his bike, hes in a bad way!
Kenada stumbled out of his small room and joined Livian as she pulled the wounded bikers shirt apart and checked for a pulse
Bad way .hes gone. She said as she threw a towel to the floor. From now on? No more going off in small groups! This is the seventh person weve lost! We cant afford more needless deaths like this!
Livian stomped off and slammed a door behind her.
Kenada started to follow her but got cut short by Shinji. Boss, shes not up for listening at all.
Kenada pushed Shinji aside and tried the door. Livy? Open the door. He jiggled the door till she abruptly opened it and pulled him inside the room. Ok obviously youre not in the mood for conversation.
Well .when some one you love disappoints you and you watch good people lose their lives, it sort of causes more than a few skewed screws dont you think? She said wiping her nose with her fingers.
Kenada found a seat on a table. Have you been checking your power levels?
Yes theyre fine. Livian replied. Theyre fine, my body functions are fine, my emotional state? Screwed up.
Kenada put his hands out. You need a hug a friendly human hug. Though Im not as warm as Atlas would be.
Livian smirked. Nice try. As I remember you have a girlfriend or did she, like most of your past bikes, suffer a critical malfunction that you might need me to correct it?
Kenada snorted. Kay? I dont know where she is and frankly if she still cared for me? She hasnt bothered calling.
Livian shook her head. So typical of you Kenada. Any way? My mind isnt so bothered with Atlas as it is with our situation. We need to stop lone wolfing this and link up with other resistance.
What ever ideas you can cook up. Kenada replied. You can handle the organizing details though, Im not good at anything if it doesnt involve beating stupid people.
Livian smirked. How you humans have gotten this far? Ill never get it.
"You guys have some serious Mommy issues."
Oval Office
The White House
Cookies and kisses couldnt dent the blow. The Chief of Staff met the first lady coming out and by her face, things had sunk drastically. He found the President sitting on the Oval Office couch swirling a brown liquid around in a small glass.
Mister President? The man said as he sat down. Sir .
Jefferson looked at him and put the glass down on the coffee table. Its not what you think it is. Right now? I wish I was a bit plastered.
I was informed by the Chief of Naval Operations that one of our attack subs near Japan is unaccounted for. Theyve received no evidence it was lost.
Jefferson rubbed his forehead. One sub? Something positive in all this madness. Would you believe it called me? It smashed our Pacific Fleet, blacked out our West Coast and threatens us with eradication and it called me.
Im sure it was a very warm courtesy call.
It was hell. Jefferson replied as he stood and flailed his arms. He warns hell extend the blackout into the Mid-West unless we capitulate. The President walked up to his desk and leaned against it while looking out the window behind it. I feel about as lonely a man on a deserted island. We have few options, an invasion could be a disaster and he will easily destroy our strategic bombers .sigh .
Jefferson turned to his Chief of Staff. Call the majority and minority leadership of the Congress? This is not going to be an easy day.
Upper Tier
Five Gorges Dam
Peoples Republic of China
The Chief Engineer stood with Supervisor Sing as they watched another diver come up from the venting flumes below and shake his head. Cutting the counterweights didnt work Chief Tsu!
Whats the rate of build-up standing at now? Sing asked Tsu.
Steady at one foot for every two hours. At this rate we will reach critical stress levels in 48 hours. If those flume doors cant be opened soon, well reach a point of now return in 40 hours. After that even blowing the flumes wont prevent the inevitable.
Sing closed his eyes. When we lose the upper tier, the water will surge down on the remaining four. They couldnt take the stress of all that water rushing them at once.
What the Spheres have done to us will pale in significance to what this disaster will do. Ill keep working on it Supervisor Sing, no matter what.
Sing nodded slightly and walked along the span wracking his head for answers. He couldnt call home, he couldnt drive home, his family couldnt leave their village, certainly his elderly parents couldnt go.
He resided himself to the fates. He would stay put to the last minute, the last second if need be or until the water would overtop the span on its way to Beijing.
Morning
Kenichis House
The small group had gathered in the basement. The three level presidents, Kenichi of Elementary, Osato of the Middle School, and Rhekoni of the Upper Classmen sat with Tamao, Abercrombie and others who were almost packed like sardines.
I think its pretty simple. Kenichi said with a deviant grin. Drive the Administrators absolutely crazy and take back our school.
Well we are certainly ready for it. Rhekoni said smiling. The kitchen is going to be a masterpiece of punking. Itll make the 1812 Overture look like a pop gun. I never did like Miss Ichika anyway, that old bag makes Home Ek feel like the Spanish Inquisition.
Just then another student entered the basement. Fushio Yugi walked up to Kenichi and bowed slightly. I need to see you outside for a moment.
Ken followed Fushio into the backyard where he stood with his arms crossed. Yes?
About our fight. I apologize for my behavior.
Kenichi frowned. The one you really need to apologize to isnt here. I guess he was too busy dying for others to hear it.
Fushio closed his eyes tight. I know .
You know? Kenichi replied. You know? You knew how to hate him, that was obvious. What did Astro do to you? I dont remember him pushing you around, or calling you names or telling other people you should be melted in a furnace.
Ive thought about it all every day trust me! Fushio snapped. I want to do something! I know its too late to atone for my behavior but let me be a part of this?
Kenichi took a deep breath. Astro always told me I should be willing to forgive first. Fine then, come inside before we get caught out here.
The meeting was just breaking up when Kenichi and Fushio stepped back inside the basement. Hey Rhekoni? You got anything for Fushio to do? He feels left out.
Rhekoni walked up smirking. You still have that piece of junk you call a car?
Yeah why?
Elementary School 12
The Auto Shop
The old beat up El Dorado flew through the shop door, floated through the air and nose dove ten floors past Kenichis classroom window to a pin point explosive landing on Miss Kikachus car!
Children? Children! Come away from the window at once! The robot teacher screamed as she ran up to the window, looked down and saw .
MY CAR! MY BEAUTIFUL CAR! She screamed as she waved her arms and ran past Kenichi.
Teacher? What about class? Kenichi asked innocently.
You will have to take over the morning lesson oh my CAR!
As Kikachu ran out the door, Kenichi turned around to the class with a deviant evil smirk on his face. And now it begins commence Operation Lunatics!
Miss Ichikas Home Ek Class
8:30am
The old teacher walked up to a group of giggling girls and gave them a dissatisfied sneer. Could you all explain why you are interrupting my class with some silly side talk that is not conducive to this lesson?
One girl shrugged back. We were just taking a little time out of baking this cake for the leader teacher. You should see it! A wonderful double layer chocolate fudge cake.
Miss Ichika looked through the oven window to see the cake baking inside. Allow me to give it a progress inspection. If its doing as well as you say it is, I will consider allowing you all to leave early today.
As if on cue, the girls began to move backwards as Ichika opened the oven door. The sudden rush of air hit the chemical concoction inside the cake dough causing it to react and spontaneously expand at a terrifying speed till it exploded from the oven with a loud room shuddering KAPOW!
Ichika was thrown against a wall, knocked unconscious and quickly duct taped to the wall of a closet.
This is Etsuko in Home Ek, weve taken control of the classroom. A girl said into a walkie talkie.
Excellent! Came Kenichis voice in reply. Kenichi switched the channel on his walkie talkie as he looked down at the ground below the classroom and watched his robot teacher lose her mind at the destruction of her prized car. Hasagawa? Status on the pastries delivered to the teachers lounge?
The nearest bathroom is full up and we have teachers brawing outside the door! Exlax in the muffins? Brilliantly done!
The White House
Cookies and kisses couldnt dent the blow. The Chief of Staff met the first lady coming out and by her face, things had sunk drastically. He found the President sitting on the Oval Office couch swirling a brown liquid around in a small glass.
Mister President? The man said as he sat down. Sir .
Jefferson looked at him and put the glass down on the coffee table. Its not what you think it is. Right now? I wish I was a bit plastered.
I was informed by the Chief of Naval Operations that one of our attack subs near Japan is unaccounted for. Theyve received no evidence it was lost.
Jefferson rubbed his forehead. One sub? Something positive in all this madness. Would you believe it called me? It smashed our Pacific Fleet, blacked out our West Coast and threatens us with eradication and it called me.
Im sure it was a very warm courtesy call.
It was hell. Jefferson replied as he stood and flailed his arms. He warns hell extend the blackout into the Mid-West unless we capitulate. The President walked up to his desk and leaned against it while looking out the window behind it. I feel about as lonely a man on a deserted island. We have few options, an invasion could be a disaster and he will easily destroy our strategic bombers .sigh .
Jefferson turned to his Chief of Staff. Call the majority and minority leadership of the Congress? This is not going to be an easy day.
Upper Tier
Five Gorges Dam
Peoples Republic of China
The Chief Engineer stood with Supervisor Sing as they watched another diver come up from the venting flumes below and shake his head. Cutting the counterweights didnt work Chief Tsu!
Whats the rate of build-up standing at now? Sing asked Tsu.
Steady at one foot for every two hours. At this rate we will reach critical stress levels in 48 hours. If those flume doors cant be opened soon, well reach a point of now return in 40 hours. After that even blowing the flumes wont prevent the inevitable.
Sing closed his eyes. When we lose the upper tier, the water will surge down on the remaining four. They couldnt take the stress of all that water rushing them at once.
What the Spheres have done to us will pale in significance to what this disaster will do. Ill keep working on it Supervisor Sing, no matter what.
Sing nodded slightly and walked along the span wracking his head for answers. He couldnt call home, he couldnt drive home, his family couldnt leave their village, certainly his elderly parents couldnt go.
He resided himself to the fates. He would stay put to the last minute, the last second if need be or until the water would overtop the span on its way to Beijing.
Morning
Kenichis House
The small group had gathered in the basement. The three level presidents, Kenichi of Elementary, Osato of the Middle School, and Rhekoni of the Upper Classmen sat with Tamao, Abercrombie and others who were almost packed like sardines.
I think its pretty simple. Kenichi said with a deviant grin. Drive the Administrators absolutely crazy and take back our school.
Well we are certainly ready for it. Rhekoni said smiling. The kitchen is going to be a masterpiece of punking. Itll make the 1812 Overture look like a pop gun. I never did like Miss Ichika anyway, that old bag makes Home Ek feel like the Spanish Inquisition.
Just then another student entered the basement. Fushio Yugi walked up to Kenichi and bowed slightly. I need to see you outside for a moment.
Ken followed Fushio into the backyard where he stood with his arms crossed. Yes?
About our fight. I apologize for my behavior.
Kenichi frowned. The one you really need to apologize to isnt here. I guess he was too busy dying for others to hear it.
Fushio closed his eyes tight. I know .
You know? Kenichi replied. You know? You knew how to hate him, that was obvious. What did Astro do to you? I dont remember him pushing you around, or calling you names or telling other people you should be melted in a furnace.
Ive thought about it all every day trust me! Fushio snapped. I want to do something! I know its too late to atone for my behavior but let me be a part of this?
Kenichi took a deep breath. Astro always told me I should be willing to forgive first. Fine then, come inside before we get caught out here.
The meeting was just breaking up when Kenichi and Fushio stepped back inside the basement. Hey Rhekoni? You got anything for Fushio to do? He feels left out.
Rhekoni walked up smirking. You still have that piece of junk you call a car?
Yeah why?
Elementary School 12
The Auto Shop
The old beat up El Dorado flew through the shop door, floated through the air and nose dove ten floors past Kenichis classroom window to a pin point explosive landing on Miss Kikachus car!
Children? Children! Come away from the window at once! The robot teacher screamed as she ran up to the window, looked down and saw .
MY CAR! MY BEAUTIFUL CAR! She screamed as she waved her arms and ran past Kenichi.
Teacher? What about class? Kenichi asked innocently.
You will have to take over the morning lesson oh my CAR!
As Kikachu ran out the door, Kenichi turned around to the class with a deviant evil smirk on his face. And now it begins commence Operation Lunatics!
Miss Ichikas Home Ek Class
8:30am
The old teacher walked up to a group of giggling girls and gave them a dissatisfied sneer. Could you all explain why you are interrupting my class with some silly side talk that is not conducive to this lesson?
One girl shrugged back. We were just taking a little time out of baking this cake for the leader teacher. You should see it! A wonderful double layer chocolate fudge cake.
Miss Ichika looked through the oven window to see the cake baking inside. Allow me to give it a progress inspection. If its doing as well as you say it is, I will consider allowing you all to leave early today.
As if on cue, the girls began to move backwards as Ichika opened the oven door. The sudden rush of air hit the chemical concoction inside the cake dough causing it to react and spontaneously expand at a terrifying speed till it exploded from the oven with a loud room shuddering KAPOW!
Ichika was thrown against a wall, knocked unconscious and quickly duct taped to the wall of a closet.
This is Etsuko in Home Ek, weve taken control of the classroom. A girl said into a walkie talkie.
Excellent! Came Kenichis voice in reply. Kenichi switched the channel on his walkie talkie as he looked down at the ground below the classroom and watched his robot teacher lose her mind at the destruction of her prized car. Hasagawa? Status on the pastries delivered to the teachers lounge?
The nearest bathroom is full up and we have teachers brawing outside the door! Exlax in the muffins? Brilliantly done!
"You guys have some serious Mommy issues."
Mister Udawakas 3rd grade class
9am
Timao came up with a great idea. First .lead the 3rd graders to hold an improvised singing tribute to the Leader. Second .convince a few people that the spheres hovering about the school could look less threatening if the 3rd graders were allowed to paint them bright colors .
Third? While the spheres were being painted, pour caustic battery acid into their air vents.
Oops! There goes another one. Kenichi said as he marked another falling sphere on a piece of paper. Way to go there Timao. Suddenly, one of the spheres made a lucky shot as it came down on poor Miss Kikachus head and exploded in a brilliant shower of sparks!
Uh ..SORRY MISS KIKACHU! Kenichi yelled out the window. Man they dont make substitute teachers like they used too.
An older classmen walked up to Kenichi and tapped him on the shoulder. Hey? Are you sure Principle Sakuchio is in league with these creeps?
Ken looked back. Oh yeah arm band, disturbingly giddy voice and all why?
AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH .MY CAR!
Ken and the older classmen watched as the poor principle chased after his flying car through the parking lot.
Hey? Isnt that the monthly septic tank maintenance truck coming up the road? Ken asked as he pointed towards the tanker truck, now on a deffinate collision course with the Principles car.
Eah .It kinda worked out that way you know? The upper classman replied with a smug.
CRASH!
The collision between the two vehicles was instantly eclipsed by the vomit producing stink it produced among the gathered faculty below.
I hope you can find a good car cleaner, Principle! Ken screamed with evil delight. The operation was proceeding with raptured insanity.
Kanto regional construction ministry
Tokyo
9am
The clerk studied the request then gazed at the two firemen standing before him with apt curiosity. So you need these schematics to update your emergency planning?
Captain Kiba leaned against the desk. Orders from the national fire Marshal himself no less. Its an annual review, you guys have been through this stuff before.
But this is rather sudden. The clerk replied nerviously. Usually we get prior notice of this inspection months in advance.
Well in case you didnt see the fireworks in the sky yesterday my friend? Its rather obvious that we need to quickly review our procedures. Before all this mess, the only concern the Fire Marshal had was earthquakes. Imminent war sort of makes people panic. Now will you kindly help us or do we have to report you to the Leader under the charge that youve directly endangered the safety of our nation?
Fine! Fine! Fine! Ill give you the prints you need. The man said waving his hands as he beckoned the firemen to follow him.
Hmph! Should have told him I had rabies and youd sick me on him. Timber said smirking.
I had that in reserve believe me. Kiba replied.
New Shinjuku
Motsuja Electronics Repair
Mid-morning
Takiuma sat studying the complex wiring and hard drive of the captured sphere that was now plugged into Kosas laptop. I have to hand it to the enemy, they must have had one clever programmer. This is no trivial level 5 from Microsoft who did this.
Kosa leaned in. Who ever he or she was? Theyre probably dead. Protect the house, lose the key you know?
Well so far Ive been able to decipher the weapons program and how it fits into the overall operating system. Just havent figured out an advantage to it yet. The whole matrix has a cleaver level of safeguards and anti-tampers, if you try messing with one section of the operating system? The whole matrix crashes.
Verney leaned in pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose and pursed his lips. So youre telling me I need to program a cross barrier matrix to fool the protection protocols? Find out how many safeguards we have and I can start working on that.
9am
Timao came up with a great idea. First .lead the 3rd graders to hold an improvised singing tribute to the Leader. Second .convince a few people that the spheres hovering about the school could look less threatening if the 3rd graders were allowed to paint them bright colors .
Third? While the spheres were being painted, pour caustic battery acid into their air vents.
Oops! There goes another one. Kenichi said as he marked another falling sphere on a piece of paper. Way to go there Timao. Suddenly, one of the spheres made a lucky shot as it came down on poor Miss Kikachus head and exploded in a brilliant shower of sparks!
Uh ..SORRY MISS KIKACHU! Kenichi yelled out the window. Man they dont make substitute teachers like they used too.
An older classmen walked up to Kenichi and tapped him on the shoulder. Hey? Are you sure Principle Sakuchio is in league with these creeps?
Ken looked back. Oh yeah arm band, disturbingly giddy voice and all why?
AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH .MY CAR!
Ken and the older classmen watched as the poor principle chased after his flying car through the parking lot.
Hey? Isnt that the monthly septic tank maintenance truck coming up the road? Ken asked as he pointed towards the tanker truck, now on a deffinate collision course with the Principles car.
Eah .It kinda worked out that way you know? The upper classman replied with a smug.
CRASH!
The collision between the two vehicles was instantly eclipsed by the vomit producing stink it produced among the gathered faculty below.
I hope you can find a good car cleaner, Principle! Ken screamed with evil delight. The operation was proceeding with raptured insanity.
Kanto regional construction ministry
Tokyo
9am
The clerk studied the request then gazed at the two firemen standing before him with apt curiosity. So you need these schematics to update your emergency planning?
Captain Kiba leaned against the desk. Orders from the national fire Marshal himself no less. Its an annual review, you guys have been through this stuff before.
But this is rather sudden. The clerk replied nerviously. Usually we get prior notice of this inspection months in advance.
Well in case you didnt see the fireworks in the sky yesterday my friend? Its rather obvious that we need to quickly review our procedures. Before all this mess, the only concern the Fire Marshal had was earthquakes. Imminent war sort of makes people panic. Now will you kindly help us or do we have to report you to the Leader under the charge that youve directly endangered the safety of our nation?
Fine! Fine! Fine! Ill give you the prints you need. The man said waving his hands as he beckoned the firemen to follow him.
Hmph! Should have told him I had rabies and youd sick me on him. Timber said smirking.
I had that in reserve believe me. Kiba replied.
New Shinjuku
Motsuja Electronics Repair
Mid-morning
Takiuma sat studying the complex wiring and hard drive of the captured sphere that was now plugged into Kosas laptop. I have to hand it to the enemy, they must have had one clever programmer. This is no trivial level 5 from Microsoft who did this.
Kosa leaned in. Who ever he or she was? Theyre probably dead. Protect the house, lose the key you know?
Well so far Ive been able to decipher the weapons program and how it fits into the overall operating system. Just havent figured out an advantage to it yet. The whole matrix has a cleaver level of safeguards and anti-tampers, if you try messing with one section of the operating system? The whole matrix crashes.
Verney leaned in pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose and pursed his lips. So youre telling me I need to program a cross barrier matrix to fool the protection protocols? Find out how many safeguards we have and I can start working on that.
"You guys have some serious Mommy issues."
Under the Shinkansen Line
Tokyo
9am
Wheres Reno? Came Astros voice from Atlass lips. Atlas sat on the table monitoring the readings from Astros brain. So far the power was stable.
Getting breakfast. Atlas replied.
Be honest with me? Astro asked. Am I .could I die?
Atlas smirked. Death such a strange concept to us. But since Rock destroyed the back up drive at the Ministry and your brain is the only repository of your character? You could say a loss of power will mean death.
Have you seen Doctor OShay? My Sister?
Atlas pursed his lips. You can read my mind so dont bull me.
That was a good trick. Astro said. Though Zorans probably still shaking.
Id never hurt your sister. Atlas said smiling. Though shes seriously annoying? She knows how to make you happy .and me.
Promise me youll take care of her if I die?
Atlas snorted. Youre not gonna die, Ill make sure you dont. If I have to shove your programming into a toaster, Ill make it fit.
giggles Now youre being illogical. But theyre ok right?
Its a little risky but theyre safer where theyre at than they were at OShays place. Did you know he had his laptop flat out in the open?! I mean .duh! I downloaded what I could and destroyed it.
Atlas shook his head. Wheres this Takiuma? You said he was trying to get home?
Dunno. Astro replied. He might have tried to get to Doctor Tenma but I cant be sure. But he is a very experienced programmer, I saw a lot of his work.
Well I need to find him. Atlas snorted. Damn! How much can a human kid eat?! What did that dolt do, a steak dinner at Volks?! Come on Reno!
Just then, Reno came through the door with a bag in his hand. Oh about time! You only left, what, two hours ago?!
Relax. Reno replied as he emptied the bag. Hows Astro?
His usually sickening self. Atlas snorted. You have that USB with the roach clip at the end?
Reno passed Atlas the wire. Whats that for?
Surfing the web. Atlas replied. I need to do it like this so they cant trace my identity. I cant use my wireless set up. Just make sure you keep an eye on Astros power intake and keep that car battery set up over there close by. If the power goes out youll only have 30 seconds to hook that thing up so dont go wandering off.
Hey Atlas? You never took my suggestion to buy a big box of chocolates for Livian so wheres the 300 Yen I loaned you?
Atlas pulled the wires from his chest. Thats enough snooping around my head for now. Cant you respect my privacy Goodie?!
Sewer Sub-system under
Tokyo Ginza
Noon
Keeyooma checked his magazine for what must have been the 28th time. Still the same number of rounds plus the magazines he had for the pistol and the bag of C-4 he had strapped to his hip. John Rambozo, the battling bastard of banzi no mamma, no pappa no uncle Sam sigh and who gives a damn.
What options were there? Escape back to Mister Kumas house and try to contact the Snark, if she was still hanging around. The explosives could cause some havoc, perhaps use them as IEDs in the middle of the night around the Diet building? No that was clearly suicide. Was there a Diet building left? He heard explosions all the previous day but since then a dead repressive silence hung about the air and left Keeyooma sagging in frustration.
He then looked at the trident patch on his combat vest and slipped back into reality, what were all those years of butt busting training for just for him to sit with his gun in his lap mourning, pissing and moaning over some trivial complaints? His mind started to buzz..Get up, shut up, put up and dish out. Came the words of the first instructor from Seal Beach who chewed his hide for dropping that log on his shoulders. If you cant hack it slacker then theres the ring out bell!
No wash out here, no bell just his hands. Keeyooma tightened the grip on his rifle and pulled himself off the stone ledge he sat on. Going back to Mister Kuma would only put the man in danger, Keeyooma had to find others to join up with and there wasnt much in the grace of time to get it done.
Diet Building
Noon
One of Mordreds lackies followed him like a tamed pet through the building reading from a stack of sheets he precariously tried to keep together. The Chinese are being obstinate. The woman said as she passed a sheet over Mordreds shoulder. The Americans are requesting a summit. She passed that sheet over Mordreds shoulder. The Russians wish to send a delegation to negotiate terms.
I expected the Americans and Chinese to continue resisting. Mordred said coldly. I wonder how the Chinese are progressing on their attempts to prevent the five gorges dam from falling apart? Im sure the magnitude of impending disaster is weighing heavily on them? Perhaps they need a little more encouragement.
Mordred sighed .As for the Americans lets see how well they fair after we send their Midwest back to the dark ages shall we?
The woman handed him another note. This is from the Mandi tribe of Africa they
Mordred looked at the paper and started laughing. Simple cattle herders telling me to go to hell?
What shall we do? The woman asked.
Do? Mordred replied with a chuckle. A brave people. Wish to them no ill, I have no fight with them.
A strange contradiction. Came Tenmas voice from behind. They just told your ideals to take a flying leap and you do nothing. Your understanding of humans is still pitiful Mordred.
Mordred shooshed the woman away. I see no reason to punish simple humans who live a simple way of life thats all Father.
Tenma walked up and tapped Mordred on the chest. Youll come to find my dear Mordred that where one human can tell you to go to hell? It soons turns into thousands upon thousands telling you to go to hell. The Mandi might not possess anti-tank rockets or armor piercing bullets but they have spunk something that makes humans very dangerous to you.
Mordred scowled. Are you .trying to help me or hurt me Father?
Tenma huffed. Im just watching how you react. After all since I built you, I should have some minor interest in how you act shouldnt I?
Mordred scowled. If that were all youd be doing, I wouldnt have some one watching you would I? he watched Tenma walk away then turned back to the woman whod been following him around. Send a reply to the Mandi. If they continue to resist our overtures, warn them the punishment for doing so shall be severe.
Yes Leader. She replied with a bow.
Tokyo
9am
Wheres Reno? Came Astros voice from Atlass lips. Atlas sat on the table monitoring the readings from Astros brain. So far the power was stable.
Getting breakfast. Atlas replied.
Be honest with me? Astro asked. Am I .could I die?
Atlas smirked. Death such a strange concept to us. But since Rock destroyed the back up drive at the Ministry and your brain is the only repository of your character? You could say a loss of power will mean death.
Have you seen Doctor OShay? My Sister?
Atlas pursed his lips. You can read my mind so dont bull me.
That was a good trick. Astro said. Though Zorans probably still shaking.
Id never hurt your sister. Atlas said smiling. Though shes seriously annoying? She knows how to make you happy .and me.
Promise me youll take care of her if I die?
Atlas snorted. Youre not gonna die, Ill make sure you dont. If I have to shove your programming into a toaster, Ill make it fit.
giggles Now youre being illogical. But theyre ok right?
Its a little risky but theyre safer where theyre at than they were at OShays place. Did you know he had his laptop flat out in the open?! I mean .duh! I downloaded what I could and destroyed it.
Atlas shook his head. Wheres this Takiuma? You said he was trying to get home?
Dunno. Astro replied. He might have tried to get to Doctor Tenma but I cant be sure. But he is a very experienced programmer, I saw a lot of his work.
Well I need to find him. Atlas snorted. Damn! How much can a human kid eat?! What did that dolt do, a steak dinner at Volks?! Come on Reno!
Just then, Reno came through the door with a bag in his hand. Oh about time! You only left, what, two hours ago?!
Relax. Reno replied as he emptied the bag. Hows Astro?
His usually sickening self. Atlas snorted. You have that USB with the roach clip at the end?
Reno passed Atlas the wire. Whats that for?
Surfing the web. Atlas replied. I need to do it like this so they cant trace my identity. I cant use my wireless set up. Just make sure you keep an eye on Astros power intake and keep that car battery set up over there close by. If the power goes out youll only have 30 seconds to hook that thing up so dont go wandering off.
Hey Atlas? You never took my suggestion to buy a big box of chocolates for Livian so wheres the 300 Yen I loaned you?
Atlas pulled the wires from his chest. Thats enough snooping around my head for now. Cant you respect my privacy Goodie?!
Sewer Sub-system under
Tokyo Ginza
Noon
Keeyooma checked his magazine for what must have been the 28th time. Still the same number of rounds plus the magazines he had for the pistol and the bag of C-4 he had strapped to his hip. John Rambozo, the battling bastard of banzi no mamma, no pappa no uncle Sam sigh and who gives a damn.
What options were there? Escape back to Mister Kumas house and try to contact the Snark, if she was still hanging around. The explosives could cause some havoc, perhaps use them as IEDs in the middle of the night around the Diet building? No that was clearly suicide. Was there a Diet building left? He heard explosions all the previous day but since then a dead repressive silence hung about the air and left Keeyooma sagging in frustration.
He then looked at the trident patch on his combat vest and slipped back into reality, what were all those years of butt busting training for just for him to sit with his gun in his lap mourning, pissing and moaning over some trivial complaints? His mind started to buzz..Get up, shut up, put up and dish out. Came the words of the first instructor from Seal Beach who chewed his hide for dropping that log on his shoulders. If you cant hack it slacker then theres the ring out bell!
No wash out here, no bell just his hands. Keeyooma tightened the grip on his rifle and pulled himself off the stone ledge he sat on. Going back to Mister Kuma would only put the man in danger, Keeyooma had to find others to join up with and there wasnt much in the grace of time to get it done.
Diet Building
Noon
One of Mordreds lackies followed him like a tamed pet through the building reading from a stack of sheets he precariously tried to keep together. The Chinese are being obstinate. The woman said as she passed a sheet over Mordreds shoulder. The Americans are requesting a summit. She passed that sheet over Mordreds shoulder. The Russians wish to send a delegation to negotiate terms.
I expected the Americans and Chinese to continue resisting. Mordred said coldly. I wonder how the Chinese are progressing on their attempts to prevent the five gorges dam from falling apart? Im sure the magnitude of impending disaster is weighing heavily on them? Perhaps they need a little more encouragement.
Mordred sighed .As for the Americans lets see how well they fair after we send their Midwest back to the dark ages shall we?
The woman handed him another note. This is from the Mandi tribe of Africa they
Mordred looked at the paper and started laughing. Simple cattle herders telling me to go to hell?
What shall we do? The woman asked.
Do? Mordred replied with a chuckle. A brave people. Wish to them no ill, I have no fight with them.
A strange contradiction. Came Tenmas voice from behind. They just told your ideals to take a flying leap and you do nothing. Your understanding of humans is still pitiful Mordred.
Mordred shooshed the woman away. I see no reason to punish simple humans who live a simple way of life thats all Father.
Tenma walked up and tapped Mordred on the chest. Youll come to find my dear Mordred that where one human can tell you to go to hell? It soons turns into thousands upon thousands telling you to go to hell. The Mandi might not possess anti-tank rockets or armor piercing bullets but they have spunk something that makes humans very dangerous to you.
Mordred scowled. Are you .trying to help me or hurt me Father?
Tenma huffed. Im just watching how you react. After all since I built you, I should have some minor interest in how you act shouldnt I?
Mordred scowled. If that were all youd be doing, I wouldnt have some one watching you would I? he watched Tenma walk away then turned back to the woman whod been following him around. Send a reply to the Mandi. If they continue to resist our overtures, warn them the punishment for doing so shall be severe.
Yes Leader. She replied with a bow.
"You guys have some serious Mommy issues."
.....
......
A side-street in downtown Tokyo
Noon
The two truck convoy, a police pick-up in the lead and a service lorry behind it, turned onto Daitawa Street after coming across a nasty two-car intersection crash. They only went half way down before coming across another little annoyance
Something square looking and dumpy was waving its arms and legs in dire frustration. Help me! I cant get up! Help .waaaaa!
The lead car stopped and the two officers inside walked up to the squealing robot. Forgive my poor design .I uh .never can get up after getting knocked over.
As they reached down to pick the robot up, they were cold cocked from behind! The driver of the lorry tried to shift his truck in reverse but felt the cold end of a pistol pushed into his temple. Uh uh! Perhaps you could be fast then perhaps not Zenzo said as he grabbed the man and hauled him out of the cab.
Fridge waddled up and climbed into the drivers seat with Sparx taking the Passengers side.
Are you sure he can drive that? Zenzo wondered.
How hard could it be? Fridge replied. Just make sure we get this thing unloaded quickly so we dont attract attention.
Sparx threw a police shirt on and pulled the hat tightly over his head. Well? He asked Zenzo.
You guys are crazy, get out of here so we all dont end up bullet bait!
Fridge punched the gas and the Lorry spun out around the police car and down the street, almost hitting a car at the intersection beyond.
If this is an insurgency, Id hate to see a circus. Zenzo said shaking his head as he watched his fellows put the two knocked out cops back into their cruiser.
West Tokyo
A cell phone tower wire shed
Mid-afternoon
Atlas lay on the floor of the shed with his legs crossed, one lazily kicking around as he watched the internet change and scroll on his eyes
My Space uh uh.
Yahoo mail uh uh.
MSN Mail .uh uh.
AOL .uh uh.
ROV Junkies dot com mail ..hmmmmm .uh huh!
Atlas pretended to type in the air. Takiuma email me at wildwilliesteel@hotmail.com or if you feel safe, call me using number JBLT-37-8019. Need you for metal pest control. You know what I mean. Atlas.
New Shinjuku
Motsuja Electronics Repair
Mid-Afternoon
Verney was sitting at his computer working on a program to bypass the anti-tamper protections in the captured sphere when Takiuma came into the room with a zip stick in his hand.
Ive isolated the program I believe is responsible for the EMP pulse driver. See if this is right will you?
Verney took the stick. This protection programs a real pain in the ass. By the way I was looking at your e-mail while you were taking that nap? Some one called Wild Willie just came up.
Takiuma leaned over Verneys shoulder as he bought the e-mail up.
Takiuma email me at wildwilliesteel@hotmail.com or if you feel safe, call me using number JBLT-37-8019. Need you for metal pest control. You know what I mean. Atlas.
You have your cell phone? Takiuma asked Verney.
Thats not a good idea. Verney replied. While I was working around this sphere program? I found a protocol that allows them to trace telephone signals. Thats why I have a little program on my lap top that allows free phone calls with a scrambler chip.
Takiuma tapped the number into the laptop and waited for a reply.
That didnt take long. Atlas said from the other end. Good thing you check your e-mail.
Where should I meet you? Takiuma asked.
Near the Shinkansen Line out of Tokyo Station. Go to the Circle K store on Satoshima Street. Buy a coffee, come out, stick your tongue out, say This coffee stinks. And throw the cup over your left shoulder.
Takiuma snorted. You hope I can remember all this right?
I really dont care if you do or dont. I just need a laugh. Atlas replied. To be serious though, Im hoping youre as good as Astro said you are. Youre needed big time.
Ive been busy trust me. And trust me Ill be more than ready to take care of you should this be some sort of trick. Astro told me a lot about you.
Atlas frowned. All lies. Hes just jealous. So Ill see you soon, be there by 6pm.
Tokyo
Fire engine servicing station
4pm
Timber looked at the time on his watch and fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat. Where is he? My toot hed be here on time, probably got himself into a mess of trouble like always.
Suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around his eyes. BOO!
Timber snatched Atlas by his wrists and wrestled him from behind the seat and onto the cabs floorboards, YOU STUPID IDIOT! He snapped. DONT DO THAT!
Atlas snickered. You were shaking like a bush! Did you get it?
Took some serious ass kissing but yeah. Tim snorted as he passed a USB plug to Atlas. So whats so important about the Science annex building?
Something Im going to need your help getting out of it. Atlas replied as he downloaded the blueprints to his memory. You know how to force doors and walls so who else would I ask to help?
Noon
The two truck convoy, a police pick-up in the lead and a service lorry behind it, turned onto Daitawa Street after coming across a nasty two-car intersection crash. They only went half way down before coming across another little annoyance
Something square looking and dumpy was waving its arms and legs in dire frustration. Help me! I cant get up! Help .waaaaa!
The lead car stopped and the two officers inside walked up to the squealing robot. Forgive my poor design .I uh .never can get up after getting knocked over.
As they reached down to pick the robot up, they were cold cocked from behind! The driver of the lorry tried to shift his truck in reverse but felt the cold end of a pistol pushed into his temple. Uh uh! Perhaps you could be fast then perhaps not Zenzo said as he grabbed the man and hauled him out of the cab.
Fridge waddled up and climbed into the drivers seat with Sparx taking the Passengers side.
Are you sure he can drive that? Zenzo wondered.
How hard could it be? Fridge replied. Just make sure we get this thing unloaded quickly so we dont attract attention.
Sparx threw a police shirt on and pulled the hat tightly over his head. Well? He asked Zenzo.
You guys are crazy, get out of here so we all dont end up bullet bait!
Fridge punched the gas and the Lorry spun out around the police car and down the street, almost hitting a car at the intersection beyond.
If this is an insurgency, Id hate to see a circus. Zenzo said shaking his head as he watched his fellows put the two knocked out cops back into their cruiser.
West Tokyo
A cell phone tower wire shed
Mid-afternoon
Atlas lay on the floor of the shed with his legs crossed, one lazily kicking around as he watched the internet change and scroll on his eyes
My Space uh uh.
Yahoo mail uh uh.
MSN Mail .uh uh.
AOL .uh uh.
ROV Junkies dot com mail ..hmmmmm .uh huh!
Atlas pretended to type in the air. Takiuma email me at wildwilliesteel@hotmail.com or if you feel safe, call me using number JBLT-37-8019. Need you for metal pest control. You know what I mean. Atlas.
New Shinjuku
Motsuja Electronics Repair
Mid-Afternoon
Verney was sitting at his computer working on a program to bypass the anti-tamper protections in the captured sphere when Takiuma came into the room with a zip stick in his hand.
Ive isolated the program I believe is responsible for the EMP pulse driver. See if this is right will you?
Verney took the stick. This protection programs a real pain in the ass. By the way I was looking at your e-mail while you were taking that nap? Some one called Wild Willie just came up.
Takiuma leaned over Verneys shoulder as he bought the e-mail up.
Takiuma email me at wildwilliesteel@hotmail.com or if you feel safe, call me using number JBLT-37-8019. Need you for metal pest control. You know what I mean. Atlas.
You have your cell phone? Takiuma asked Verney.
Thats not a good idea. Verney replied. While I was working around this sphere program? I found a protocol that allows them to trace telephone signals. Thats why I have a little program on my lap top that allows free phone calls with a scrambler chip.
Takiuma tapped the number into the laptop and waited for a reply.
That didnt take long. Atlas said from the other end. Good thing you check your e-mail.
Where should I meet you? Takiuma asked.
Near the Shinkansen Line out of Tokyo Station. Go to the Circle K store on Satoshima Street. Buy a coffee, come out, stick your tongue out, say This coffee stinks. And throw the cup over your left shoulder.
Takiuma snorted. You hope I can remember all this right?
I really dont care if you do or dont. I just need a laugh. Atlas replied. To be serious though, Im hoping youre as good as Astro said you are. Youre needed big time.
Ive been busy trust me. And trust me Ill be more than ready to take care of you should this be some sort of trick. Astro told me a lot about you.
Atlas frowned. All lies. Hes just jealous. So Ill see you soon, be there by 6pm.
Tokyo
Fire engine servicing station
4pm
Timber looked at the time on his watch and fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat. Where is he? My toot hed be here on time, probably got himself into a mess of trouble like always.
Suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around his eyes. BOO!
Timber snatched Atlas by his wrists and wrestled him from behind the seat and onto the cabs floorboards, YOU STUPID IDIOT! He snapped. DONT DO THAT!
Atlas snickered. You were shaking like a bush! Did you get it?
Took some serious ass kissing but yeah. Tim snorted as he passed a USB plug to Atlas. So whats so important about the Science annex building?
Something Im going to need your help getting out of it. Atlas replied as he downloaded the blueprints to his memory. You know how to force doors and walls so who else would I ask to help?
"You guys have some serious Mommy issues."
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