--Editor's Note: Hello, first time writing, a simple short prologue for now, if you want to post any tips and/or reviews, please feel free to, Thank you and enjoy,
RoboticHand,
Prologue
It was a dry summer afternoon as a tall boy with sweaty dark red hair wiped perspiration from his forehead with a white, soaked tee shirt and groaned dryly.
"Tuck do you have the lemonade ready yet?" He asked looking through the open front door, glancing at a small boy with black hair. The little boy glared back at him.
"Almost done, almighty-ruler-Brad, why can't you make the lemonade?" He asked reaching for the empty pitcher. Brad sighed,
"Because, I am in charge until Dad comes home from the grocery mart, besides, It's too hot for me to do all that work..." He exclaimed, leaning back on the porch steps. Tuck sighed heavily and grabbed the pitcher.
"Coming, coming..." He replied, holding the pitcher, he headed towards the icebox, pausing to refresh himself with the icy-coolness.
Deep downtown, a mailman sighs as he slides envelops into red-hot mailboxes,
"Just too hot to mail today.... -phew! –"He sighed, wiping his forehead with his hat. Most of the downtown area seemed like it agreed to the man, as grocery stores closed down, ice cream stalls became syrup stalls, and most of the workers and townspeople slumped in exhaustion from the unbearable heat.
"Where is that robot girl?!" most cried, in desperate voices. As the heat grew hotter and hotter every second, the people grew weaker and weaker.
Meanwhile, as the small town Tremorton suffers from the heat, a distant planet, high past Mars, Jupiter and even Pluto, lies a dark planet. Where humans are enslaved in heavy, horrible duties, and robots and cyborgs alike are honored, praised. And deeper into the depths of this hideous planet lies a dark, tall, tower with small balconies that seem to stare into the emptiness of the skies above. And on one of them sits a tall cyborg with lean eyes and black gloves, with long wings paired on her back. She was known as Queen Vexus, Queen of the Cluster Planet and all who inhabit it. As she glares at the planet known as Earth, she chuckled.
"Weak pitiful skin hoarders, I look upon them in disgust, at least, for now." She said, with a glow in her eye. "My plan is only hatching...soon all life will be literally baked in the Suns heat rays. Thanks for our little 'movement'...." She turned away from the sky to walk through deep, lone halls and decorated balconies. Finally, she reached an even darker room, paled with aching pipes and peeling wallpaper. She rested her hands on a cloth draped over a long, machine hidden from the windows.
"My creation works perfectly...soon XJ9 will come begging for help, suffering from the heat..." Vexus then threw off the cloth, threw open the blinds and threw her head to the ceiling and laughed, echoing into the wind.