Have a new story! This one is just something im playing around with. I dont know how long it will be or what will happen. Im just making it up as i go along. If you have any ideas of what i should do in this, TELL ME! I dont know how often ill update this but ill try to fairly often. I checked it over before i posted this but there might still be some mistaces. Please tell me if you see any! Also, i need a better name for this story. If you think of anthing, tell me.

Now, without further ado, THE STORY!

Powering on… Designation: P-0078

How long was I shut down for? The last thing my memory core registered was charging into battle.

My optical sensors come online.

I was unfamiliar with the area I now resided in. Where was i?

I attempt to move so I could get a better look at my surroundings. Something stopped me. I tug against whatever restrained me. It didn't budge.

Turning my head, I spot what stopped me from moving… Chains?

Before my processor could register this new information something…no…someone, burst into the room. I recognize the individual immediately. Designation: Engineer Status: Enemy

I must have been captured! But that wasn't like them. They just shot at us and we shot at them. They never captured one of us!

If I had a heart, it would have flown out of my chest it would be pounding so hard.

I was scared. I shouldn't have been scared. I shouldn't have been able to be scared. I must be glinting. I had to be. Oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh!

The Engineer walked closer to me.

"Hmmm. You shouldn't have come online yet…" He muttered to himself. What an odd thing. I never understood talking to yourself. That's what thought processors were for.

The Texan knelt down and tapped my metal head. It made an annoying vibration.

"Ssszztop t-t-that!" Ug. My voice box was glitching. I would have to get that fixed once I got out of here… If I got out.

"Huh. Seems you voice box is working. I wonder what else is?" OH MY GOSH! He's taking to himself again. It's getting on my nerves. Im right here!

He pokes my arm, hoping to get a reaction.

"O-Oh M-M-MYzz GO-OSHzz!" Why does he keep poking me? Why cant he just interrogate me and get this torture over with?! I decide to voice my opinion. "J-juszzt inter-r-rog-gate me a-allzzready!"

"Huh?" The Engineer scratched his helmeted head. Some how I confused him with my simple command. So, I decide to break it down for his simple mind.

"I-int-t-terogate. M-mezz. A-a-all-lreazzdy." His expression tells me he finally understands.

"Who says I'm here to interrogate you?" Now its my turn to be confused. Somehow he knew I was confused by looking at my expressionless, gas mask shaped face.

"W-whazzt?"

"What is your designation number?" He pulls a wrench from the tool box that he brought in with him. Why didn't he answer my question? I grew more and more annoyed with The Engineer every second

"P-0078zzzzt." Why did I answerer him?

He looks at me, surprised.

"I didn't expect you to be so old! No wonder you act so… human." Me? Act human? Preposterous! I am a robot based off of the mercenary: Pyro!

"Im going to fix your voice box so you can talk easier… And so it easier for me to understand you." Why was the enemy fixing me? This isn't right!

The Texan opens me up and locates my voice box. Once it's located, he begins to repair it. We sit in silence until… "AH!"

The Engineer jumps back, cursing and clutching his hand. I tilt my head to the side to ask him whats wrong. Not speaking for fear of undoing the work The Engineer has done.

"Just a little electric shock." He rubs his hand gingerly. "Nothing to worry about." Ha! He thought I was worried about him? No,I just asked so I could get some information... Right?

He shakes his hand in the air then gets back yo work on my voice box.

The silence that was broken before returned until The Engineer completed his work.

"Done!" He said gleefully, "try saying something." He wiped his hands on his pants and watched me eagerly.

I clear my imaginary throat. "How does it sound?" Ohhhh that felt good. Finally being able to say something with out my voice glitching out.

Engineer looked like a child on Christmas morning.

"Perfect!" Laughed the man. I did not expect a reaction like this.

The Engineers expression suddenly became serious. "Ill finishes fixing you if you promise not to kill me."

"I make no prom-wait, there are more injuries?" I didn't feel any more wounds. Then again, I didn't have a huge amount of feeling. The only reason we have any feeling at all is so we know if we need repairs. But if that's what feeling is for, then shouldn't I feel the injuries?

"You were shot by Soldier before I got you. So your pretty beat up." He explained, "Im surprised that such an advance robot doesn't have any sort of feeling."

"But I do have feeling," I corrected, "so I should feel the injuries." Engineer pondered this for a moment.

"Whatever allows you to have feeling must be broken, or, some wires might have been severed." He decided. I nodded in agreement. For a human, he was smart. But not as smart as Master Grey (ALL HAIL THE MAKER!) of corse.

The Engineer again begins to work on me. I wonder if he forgot that I didn't promise not to kill him. So forgetful.

It took a while for the repairs so I shut down. Best to conserve power while I'm captive. Who knows if they have any way to charge me or when I will get out of here.

When I power back on I am alone. The Engineer is gone and I feel slight aches in my joints.

It seems that The Engineer had finished his repairs.

Too bad the Texan had not unchained me. Then I could have gotten out.

I struggle in my restraints. Maybe now that I am repaired I can break free… Yes! I felt the chains give slightly. It could have just been a bit of slack but there is still a chance that I was breaking free.

I attempt for what seems like ages to break free. I have no luck. It must have just been a bit of slack earlier. Darn.

I was really expecting someone to barge into the room by now. Like the Soldier or something. Strangely enou-SERIOUSLY!?

The Engineer is back. Took him long enough. I was starting to get bored.

"What took you so long? Im bored!" I whine.

"I didn't think robots could get bored." Stated the Engineer and sat down in front of me.

Finally! He stopped talking to himself and talked to me!

"Well I'm special." That really was the truth. I was one of the oldest robots in Master Grey's(ALL HAIL THE MAKER) army. Our processor was so advanced that we robots could learn. It took a while but we could. Most robots were destroyed or glitched out before they could learn very much though.

I readjust how I sit. That old position was starting to lock up my joints. Locked up joints are never fun. Especially if you cant get to a medi-bot.

"So, are you going to unchain me or something? Or is there some other reason you came down here?" I ask the Engineer.

"I came down her t-" the Texan was cut off my some yelling. He sighed and patted my shoulder. "Ive got to go. Solder and Scout are probably fighting again." With that, he left. Again leaving me alone in darkness.