Perspective

The witch has the sunseeder. And Ambrose doesn t know why.

Sequel to :Priority: Part two of The Head Case Chronicles

Dedicated to Lord Ambrose

Day in and day out I'm strapped into machines. I have one purpose and one function.

To betray my queen.

I am nobody and nothing. A portion of a once great brain now just another cog for the witches twisted sunseeder.

Which made me Livid.

What tiny little scrap of information was so important that I would wholly surrender the plans for the sunseeder and destroy the kingdom?
What deep dark secret was more important than keeping the realms safe?

I marinate in my jar and fume.
I really did think better of myself than to keep some selfish little secret at the cost of the whole O.Z.

If I ever got contact with myself Id-

(Hello?)

Hello? Who s there?

I m being attached to another brain. No a portion of a brain. My brain.

(Hi I m Glitch well I m you but you remember my name. )

Its Ambrose.

"Glitch I need you to remember something for me. Glitch can you hear me?"

"My name isn't Glitch, its Ambrose." Who was that?

(That s Cain)

From a quick shot of dopamine and memory from 'Glitch' I understand Cain to be a friend

(Listen Uhh Ambrose, we need to shut down the sunseeder.)

Oh NOW you want to shut down the sunseeder?!?

(Yes, please)

I cant believe this! You know if you wanted to shut down the sunseeder you could have stopped it being built in the first place!

(No I couldn t.)

No? You designed it, drew up the plans! You and you alone knew about it, is that true?

(Well yes but-)

But what Glitch, WHAT?

(There was something more important)

YOU'RE GOING TO STAND THERE AND TELL ME SOMETHING MORE WAS AT STAKE? MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR COUNTRY? YOUR HOME? YOUR QUEEN? Tell me Glitch, WHAT was SO IMPORTANT THAT YOU-

(DG)

Wh-what?

(DG. She s alive. The queen lost everything to bring her back. She s all grown up now. And she s so much like her mother too. She s gone to stop Azka-D now. That s why we need to shut down the sunseeder.)

DG? The queen never told me...

(She was trying to protect us.)

That sounded like my queen. I give them the numbers. I can feel the machine shutting down around me.

"And the last number, to reverse Light pulsing sequences is-"

(Ambrose stop! Its long coats!)

What? How?

(I don t know, but don t give them the numbers!)

I try. I really try. But the long coats aren't as polite as Glitch instead of asking, they simply take them.

Glitch! you have to do something!

(What?)

I I don t know!

There s a way, always a way. It's my job to find it.

"2025" Glitch cries out desperately.

Pain receptors go off.

(Ambrose help! Don t give them the number!)

I m trying Glitch

(I m sorry I gave up the Sunseeder)

Its okay Glitch, at least DG is safe.

Well was.

This is it, the end

Glitch? I want you to know I-Glitch?

And he s gone. Just like that I m alone again.

I wait wondering anxiously. What was going on out there? Where has the rest of me gone?

(Ambrose!)

And just like that, he s back.

Glitch!

(The long coats are gone, and we just need the last number.)

I don t know it.

(What?)

Its only for shutdown sequence, The witch didn't need it. You must remember it Glitch.

At which point he begins to panic.

"I cant think, I cant think!"

Come on Glitch, you can!

(No I cant Ambrose I m nothing without you!)

That s not true Glitch! You found DG. You got here!

"I know what to do"
Cain has a decidedly apologetic note in his voice "If you can't remember the last number Ill have to shut it down manually."

(Ambrose! You have to know the number! Cain he he s going to kill you!)

That would shut the machine right down!

(But-)

No Glitch its the only way. The queen may yet live to see her next birthday.

(Birthday? Birthday Ambrose you re a genius!)

"1208! 1028 the queens birthday of course!" Glitch screams "Commence the reverse pulsing!"

I chuckle as best I can. Excitable little thing, my Glitch.

Well done Glitch.

(I couldn't have done it without you)

Yes you could. I reply, refraining to mention that he actually did

(I m going to check on DG but Ill be back, okay?)

I sit in my jello, pride flooding my every neuron.

Turns out I m a pretty good guy after all.