Well this is my first fic, don't know where this will evolve into, but I'll
wait and see............
Maintenance Chapter One: Streets
The cold tall behemoth walked into a dark machine repair shop near the outskirts of Jump city. He had been recently fighting a gang of 5 who stole fancy cars in order to make money. Cyborg fought them on one occasion and prevented the thieves from walking off with a fancy car; however they returned with electrical batons and tazers. Although they did a good job messing Cyborg up, he managed to use a piece of thick cable nearby to wrap the gang up.
The cops would be there soon, and Cyborg needed to get the hell out of the street. He was in a very rough part of town, neither regular people nor heroes and heroines had any desire to go there. Crime was so rampant that the shops and wonderful neighborhoods that existed before feel under the corruption of the human spirit. It was a waste of time trying to renovate and make the place safer, because the criminals would just annex it again.
"This place used to be a nice area to relax and live, but it's turned into the hellhole that we know today." Cyborg lamented as he gripped his side and walked into the dark shop.
When he was a young child, he remembered that the town was filled with children and wonderful people. He loved to go to the park and go on the swings. Yet he knew after the years that passed, the city became more and more dangerous. The kids he used to grow up with would turn to drugs, murder, and crime in order to sustain an easy, but harmful source of steady income. In fact Cyborg got into a few scuffles in the area, and was glad to even survive.
"Well, I spent 3 weeks here monitoring the neighborhood and getting rid of the creeps, it should be peaceful now that I'm here." Cyborg commenced to walking over the dusty counters and snack machines.
A single empty cash register lied in the corner pried and ransacked, nothing remained inside. Sparks shot out of his side as he tried to clutch the gaping hole on the left side of his robotic being.
"Damn bastards! Why do they have to do this? There are many opportunities out there to earn money, but violence and short-circuiting innocent folks is not one of them!!!!" Cyborg exclaimed as he screamed in pain.
The thieves did a good job hurting Cyborg, they managed to affect his power supply and rip open a hole into his body. Naturally, mechanical parts of Cyborg? don't inspire pain, the good doctor installed the robotic appendages into his nerve center so he would know if he was damaged.
"Aggg, tssssssss." He groaned has he limped to the shelves for parts and cables.
"Ahhh finally all the parts I need are here, all I got to do is sit down and work on myself," He said with a sigh of relief.
Usually the fellow titans would help him do the maintenance with him, but this was after the incident that moved him out.
::Flashback::
"I can't stay here anymore, this whole mess is driving me insane, I don't feel right here," Cyborg said in his room at Titan? tower.
"I just can't see those two be together. I mean I'm happy for them and they are my friends and all, but I also wanted to end up with the girl." He continued.
He gathered his things and proceeded to leave. He left his beloved T-car aside for Beast Boy, he wouldn't need it after where he was going.
" I need to go. I need to discover myself. The rest of them don't need me anymore, they all found their loves and now growing up......... maybe I do too..........." Cyborg said in a depressed manner.
::End Flashback::
He was more than a robot, he was also a human being. Although his race was questioned and scrutinized heavily, he also had to face the reality that he was a machine. He ventured out not only to get over the chain of depressing events, but he also needed to find a new identity, and who he was.
End Chapter 1
Maintenance Chapter One: Streets
The cold tall behemoth walked into a dark machine repair shop near the outskirts of Jump city. He had been recently fighting a gang of 5 who stole fancy cars in order to make money. Cyborg fought them on one occasion and prevented the thieves from walking off with a fancy car; however they returned with electrical batons and tazers. Although they did a good job messing Cyborg up, he managed to use a piece of thick cable nearby to wrap the gang up.
The cops would be there soon, and Cyborg needed to get the hell out of the street. He was in a very rough part of town, neither regular people nor heroes and heroines had any desire to go there. Crime was so rampant that the shops and wonderful neighborhoods that existed before feel under the corruption of the human spirit. It was a waste of time trying to renovate and make the place safer, because the criminals would just annex it again.
"This place used to be a nice area to relax and live, but it's turned into the hellhole that we know today." Cyborg lamented as he gripped his side and walked into the dark shop.
When he was a young child, he remembered that the town was filled with children and wonderful people. He loved to go to the park and go on the swings. Yet he knew after the years that passed, the city became more and more dangerous. The kids he used to grow up with would turn to drugs, murder, and crime in order to sustain an easy, but harmful source of steady income. In fact Cyborg got into a few scuffles in the area, and was glad to even survive.
"Well, I spent 3 weeks here monitoring the neighborhood and getting rid of the creeps, it should be peaceful now that I'm here." Cyborg commenced to walking over the dusty counters and snack machines.
A single empty cash register lied in the corner pried and ransacked, nothing remained inside. Sparks shot out of his side as he tried to clutch the gaping hole on the left side of his robotic being.
"Damn bastards! Why do they have to do this? There are many opportunities out there to earn money, but violence and short-circuiting innocent folks is not one of them!!!!" Cyborg exclaimed as he screamed in pain.
The thieves did a good job hurting Cyborg, they managed to affect his power supply and rip open a hole into his body. Naturally, mechanical parts of Cyborg? don't inspire pain, the good doctor installed the robotic appendages into his nerve center so he would know if he was damaged.
"Aggg, tssssssss." He groaned has he limped to the shelves for parts and cables.
"Ahhh finally all the parts I need are here, all I got to do is sit down and work on myself," He said with a sigh of relief.
Usually the fellow titans would help him do the maintenance with him, but this was after the incident that moved him out.
::Flashback::
"I can't stay here anymore, this whole mess is driving me insane, I don't feel right here," Cyborg said in his room at Titan? tower.
"I just can't see those two be together. I mean I'm happy for them and they are my friends and all, but I also wanted to end up with the girl." He continued.
He gathered his things and proceeded to leave. He left his beloved T-car aside for Beast Boy, he wouldn't need it after where he was going.
" I need to go. I need to discover myself. The rest of them don't need me anymore, they all found their loves and now growing up......... maybe I do too..........." Cyborg said in a depressed manner.
::End Flashback::
He was more than a robot, he was also a human being. Although his race was questioned and scrutinized heavily, he also had to face the reality that he was a machine. He ventured out not only to get over the chain of depressing events, but he also needed to find a new identity, and who he was.
End Chapter 1