Our Lives as Teenage Robots: Episode 3

by BobbyE

Last time on OLATR, Jenny begins to investigate the suspect who knocked the cop out on the night of the Space Bikers' deaths at Mezmer's. But then out of nowhere mutated mole rats popped out of nowhere, getting in her way. Meanwhile Mike and his gang are planning to kill one of the mob's most loyal soldiers.

Our Lives as Teenage Robots

A My Life as a Teenage Robot Fan-fiction by Bobby E

Act 1, Episode 3: A Message

As Jenny leaves the hospital, she thought her errands would be done, until hundreds of giant, mutated mole rats dug up to the surface and starting terrorizing people and destroying private and public property in Tremorton in front of her eyes. She got out her laser beam guns to send them back to where they came from. Jenny starts flying around town shooting at them in the streets, blowing at least two hundred of them away into bloody chunks, bits and pieces. She lost count what her kill count of these monsters were. Then, the giant, ugly creatures started retreating back underground into the holes they've came out of. "There's a whole colony of them in Tremorton, I'm going to have to inside it, and kill it's queen." she reminded herself. She finds a dug up tunnel in the toy store, Wound the World, by seeing a bundle of mole rats going inside the store, before she went in the tunnel to go after them, one of the terrified kids in the store called out her name, "Hey there little fella, what is is it?" she asked the little boy. The little kid was wearing a yellow shirt with Elon Musk's face on it, the first man who landed on Mars, who later founded the first human settlement on mars, Telsa Square, which later paved the way to the slow terraforming of Mars that started in 2042, with the help of the ISP (Interstellar Space Program) founded by the UN after World War Three. The ISP basically absorbed NASA, CNSA, RFSA, ESA, JAXA, among many other government space agencies on earth. "One of those ugly monsters stole the toy I was going to buy, it's a wind up toy with a high pitched voice." he told the super powered robot. "What does it look like?" Jenny asked him. "It's a blue and red robot toy with yellow lighting bolts on it." Just from listening to the description, Jenny knew the toy he was talking about was probably someone she knows. "Don't worry, I'll get back for you." Jenny goes inside by crawling through the tunnel, turning on her night vision as she struggles to go through it. "Crikey, this isn't going to do it." Jenny transforms both of her arms into one big drill, to get to the underground colony faster. "That's better." she told herself.

Jenny eventually finds the colony of naked mole rats when she reached the other side of the tunnel. She found herself in a narrow hallway made of concrete, it was covered in cobwebs and dust. She decides to pull out a lighter from one of her fingers for a brief moment to find a clue where she was. Jenny then sees a reflection from the flames, Jenny walks over to the reflection and wipes the dust off, she discovers a silver plaque that says what the underground facility is named, 'Black Hole, US Military Complex.' Its was an old and abandoned US military installation and underground nuclear bunker that was built over a hundred years ago, more than a hundred and sixty feet beneath the Appalachian mountains in the West Virginia/Virginia border near what is now, the town of Tremorton in Highland County. The Black Hole complex was also between the borders of West Virginian counties of Pendleton and Pocahontas, right at the tip of Highland county, and its part of series of underground tunnels and doomsday bunkers all across the United States. "Strange, I think I've heard about this bunker before, but where did I hear about this place?" "An urban legend that Brad told me about?" she asked herself. She then turns off her lighter. Jenny decides to forget about it and focus on the mission. She also found out where the security room was from reading the plaque, it was up on the ninth floor, and she was on the tenth floor, where the server room is in too. She notices that there's a total of fifteen floors. As she looked up at the ceiling she found the Great Seal of the United States, "Wow, this place is ancient, decades before even my mother was born." Jenny thought to herself, because now the US is part of a planetary, federal republic in control of nearly everything in the solar system. Coincidentally, she was right next to the room to the power generator, because the door to it was labeled so. The door to it was as rusty as she could imagine, she walks to the door, only to step on a pile of naked mole rat dung, Jenny was grossed out but she had to go inside it to turn on the power, and then get the security control room. As soon as she opens it, Jenny finds that there's about twenty mole rats in the room. The room had two rotary converters that are supposed to power the Black Hole complex, and there was a power switch in the back of the room, with a lever to turn it on. As one of the giant mole rats jumped and lunged itself at her, she got out a four foot long, chainsaw from within one of her hands and tearing the giant beast in half, with it's blood squirting all the over the place, even on Jenny's face and eyes, while she transforms her other hand into a giant hammer. Jenny hacks, slashes, and bashes these mutated creatures, slicing their limbs off, and smashes them into bloody bits like she was making mashed potatoes. Jenny kills the last one in the power generator room by gashing it's neck with the chainsaw, she was about to cut its head off completely, but the chainsaw got caught in the corpse's flesh and bones. She had to pull it out by first stepping on it's torso, then pull it out. "Okay, I got to remind myself not to use the chainsaw again, even though its cool as hell." Jenny tells herself as she picks the grisly remains out of the cutting chain after turning her other hand back to normal. She walks to the power switch to turn it on and pulls the level after she picked all the crimson bits out of her chainsaw. The Black Hole bunker lit up like a Christmas tree as Jenny went back to using regular vision. In response to the lights turning on, the hundreds of mole rats that were residing in the Black Hole complex became incredibly enraged by the bright lights that came out of nowhere in their minds. They began wandering all over the place, as Jenny could hear the thuds echoing throughout the underground compound, they were coming down to the bottom floor any second. Jenny pulled out her laser beam gun from her right arm, and brought out a concrete cutter from her left hand, she knew they were coming. She walks out of the power generator room to face the rest of the mutated mole rats and find the security control system. They were crawling all over the bunker, on the floors, on the walls, and the ceilings, they even came out of the air vents. Jenny found a stairway that lead to the upper floors in the complex to her left, but there's also an elevator right in front of her, and another to the end of the confined hallway to her right. She rushes towards the stairway and walks up the stairs, while blasting and tearing the mole rats apart with ease, their blood, guts and limbs splattered all over the place. Jenny makes it to the ninth floor, but struggles to locate where the security control room was, as mutated mole rats were coming at her from all sides. So Jenny decided to bring out her Shiva swords, while spinning around like the Tasmanian devil to slice and dice them. She went through all of the old, dusty, and narrow corridors while spinning like that on the ninth floor. Jenny didn't count how many corridors they were because she was too busy killing the abominations. The robotic superhero then stopped spinning and put away the swords. "Okay, now to find the room."

She finds the room by looking at some of the dusty plaques that were on the walls, it was next to the maintenance room that was connected to the power generator room via stairs. Jenny walks inside the room with blood all over her automated body, closes and locks the door behind her. The security control room was filled with a computer terminal, several computers, control panels, electronic displays, surveillance equipment, and four video walls that reached to the ceiling. She sees a reflection of herself from one of the many computer screens in the room, she notices that she's covered in blood, "Ewww, I'm literally a bloody mess." "I gotta remember that I need to shower myself with oil after this." she tells herself. She looks at all the black electronic displays, wondering how to turn them all on. The vent in the security room breaks and fifty dirty, mutated mole rats swarmed the room through the vent. "Oh my god, when can I ever take a break!?" she asked herself, out loud. She got out her Shiva swords again to slice them apart. She was slitting their throats, slicing their skins, and hacking their limbs off. One of their heads were rolling on the floor in the room, Jenny just stomps on it, crushing it like how a sledge hammer destroys a pumpkin. Jenny sighs for a bit in relief, puts the Shiva swords away, and looks underneath one of the security consoles to find a way to turn it on, as the security console she's looking under is suppose to show camera feed of every room, hall, and lobby in the Black Hole complex. She finds there's a power strip which connects all the electronics in the console, Jenny presses the button to turn it all on, and then turns on the desktop tower that's connected to all the computer monitors. The computer that connected all the other computer monitors required a password, luckily for her there was a sticky note that listed the password for the security camera console, the password was "Quakers/1952." Jenny types it and thinks to herself "Did they ever consider not leaving passwords around in a place like this?" She clicks through a lot of stuff for about two minutes until she accessed the CCTV, showing what's going on all across the complex. The display from the CCTV feed looked like its being recorded with an old VCR tape. "Ugh, found you." she says as she finds the naked mole rat queen, with a disgusted look on her face. The wrinkly, pink skinned queen was in the shopping mall in the food court section, which was part of the second, third and fourth floors, because the entire mall was so huge. The loathsome queen was the size of a Brontosaurus, it had saliva coming out of her big, bucked teeth, it's black and soulless eyes were the size of golf balls, it was breast feeding about twenty mole rat babies, it was heavily obese, and there were at least seventy five mole rats roaming the cafeteria eating their queen's and their own ordure. If Jenny could, she would upchuck just from looking at the site, it was one of the nastiest things she's ever seen in her life, and for someone who fought intergalactic aliens from destroying humanity, that says a lot. Jenny decides to not use the elevator so she could just kill the mole rat queen right away, and plans to go up to each floor before the third and fourth floors to kill the mutated rats that reside in the bunker. She went around the complex hacking apart and blasting mole rats into gory bits and even ashes, floor by floor, in the dormitories, the hallways, the storage rooms, the radio station room, the garden room, the library, the workshop, the science lab, the medical bay, the gym, classrooms, the lounges, that took up three stories in total the bathrooms and showers on each floor, Jenny even went down fifteen floors below the power station room to deal with rest of the mutants, where the water treatment and purification rooms were.

When Jenny was about to reach the shopping mall, "Good golly, how many hours have passed by?" she wondered. Jenny checked what time it was by getting out the computer monitor from her chest that her mom communicates with her through when Jenny is out and about, whether Nora would scold her daughter or remind her to save the earth from burly, bloodthirsty demonic, pan-sexual, abominable snowmen from Pluto. The digital clock on the monitor shows that an hour has passed by, and it's one o'clock in the afternoon, "It feels like I've been down here for three hours." Jenny thought to herself as she got the big computer monitor back inside her chest. "Okay here it goes." Jenny says to herself as she gets out her tino drill and razor blades via both of her hands as she enters the shopping mall. From what she sees, there was about to over ninety hundred mutated mole rats roaming the stores, walkways and corroded escalators. Some of them were using their claws, struggling to get inside one of the glass elevators that haven't been used in ages. Jenny proceeds to kill as many of those abominations as she goes to take care of the gargantuan queen. The subterranean mall was being painted with the critters' vital fluids. Jenny doesn't recall having to kill an entire colony of critters like this, other than the robot ant colony he rid of that one time where she ripped off the queen's head and showed it to Tuck and Brad. But this time, she was butchering biological lifeforms, she wasn't used to having blood and guts splattering all over her titanium alloy body. Jenny had been covered in dust, dirt, rust, but not in blood before. She couldn't kill those super-killer bunnies that made Tremorton look like a war zone because they looked too cute, so she ended up capturing them by capturing them in electric nets that zapped them unconscious. But the large, mutated naked mole rats were so hideous and so ghastly that Jenny felt like she needed to put them out of their miserable existence. Still, she felt kind of bad about doing it, then again she killed monsters and robots that were threats to humanity like this before, she just wasn't used to killing them like this.

Jenny eventually finds the mole rat queen in the food court, it roared in anger like a demonic being from another dimension, as it smelled the blood of her children and loyal subjects covered on Jenny's body. The queen uses one of it's claws to strike at Jenny, she dodges it by flying up in the air through her rocket boosters in her pigtails. Jenny gags as she clasps her hands together to transform into a single arm saw and tells the colossal, mutated beast "Jeez, you're seriously one ugly bitch." The mole rat queen screeches like someone was scratching a chalkboard with a hook before as its about to smack Jenny with one of its paws, Jenny dodges one of its attacks by ducking in front of a cafeteria table, she raises her saw arm upwards and cuts it off, causing a gaping mess. The queen finds Jenny and steps towards her to take a bite out of her with it's yellow, big bucked teeth. She got out of the queen's way by rolling to one of the columns to her left in the food court to take cover. Jenny then uses her rocket boosters in her pigtails to saw one of the naked mole rat queen's legs off. As she was in the middle of sawing off one of it's legs, and a bunch of mutated mole rats lunged at her from the second floor to protect their queen, but Jenny fires lasers from her eyes and legs at them, causing them to explode like they were being cooked in a microwave. Jenny tears one of its legs off in just seven seconds. As the queen struggles to get back up to attack her, Jenny proceeds to mount on top of the mole rat queen's torso, with hooks coming out of the bottom of her feet, penetrating through the nasty creature's flesh and latching onto it's body, and Jenny decapitates the queen's head off with her saw arm within a brief, but unpleasant twelve seconds. The decapitated head was same size of a T-Rex's head. Jenny's arms turn back to normal. She then decides to use her flip phone from within one of her pigtails to take a selfie of her with the queen's head, winking while doing the okay sign, showing that she saved the day. "This will make a great profile pic." she thought to herself as the flip phone turned back into one of her blue, titanium pigtails. "Now to find the toy." Jenny fires a laser beam from her right hand at it's half limbless body and it blows up into several chunks. Jenny then scans the area to find the missing toy from Wound the World, "Oh great, its Killgore." Jenny said in annoyance as she discovers Killgore, caught in one of the old banner in the food court that welcomed people in the Black Hole complex, hanging three stories up above the third floor's walkway that connected the stores on the left and right of each other, twenty yards away from her. Jenny used her stretchy arms to grab the pint-sized, wind up toy robot from the banner he was caught in and kept him in one of her arms as she began searching for the exit up in the first floor, she wasn't in the mood to talk to Killgore right now, after being stuck inside Armagedroid with him which he claimed to have rebuilt. She then walks up the stairs to reach the exit. Jenny enters the vault door room, and its void of anything outside of computer consoles and monitors. The vault door looked like it was for a highly secure bank like in a typical heist movie, it was shaped like a cog, it was followed by a long air lock, ending with a high security door, with three layers of steel and a slab of lead in the middle of it. The blast door was also connected to a large mechanical arm mounted to the entrance's ceiling. There were three security cameras besides the door, a warning light and a siren were also next to the door. She finds the old switch that is suppose to open the giant, thick vault blast door that had sealed the immense, underground bunker for nearly thirty years. Jenny spots the control panel for the door and walks to it. The panel had a green button for opening the door, and a red button for closing it. Jenny presses the green button, as the door opens, the arm swings down and it pulls the door toward onto a gear rack that was built into the floor, letting the door roll aside slowly. The sirens were blaring and the warning lights were lit with red and white lights. As the door is finally open, there was West Virginian state police taking cover behind their patrol cars with their pistols and shotguns aiming at the bunker's open entrance; and UNE mechanized infantry were aiming their assault rifles and repeating laser rifles at the entrance too. Jenny's mouth dropped as she knew that her super heroine butt is in bit of a pickle right now. "Are you XJ9?" the sheriff of Pendleton county asked her through a loudspeaker, in his southern accent. The sheriff was blonde in his late fifties, he was in full uniform outside of his straw cowboy hat, he had a big and mustache and eyebrows, and he had long sideburns that reached to the angle of his mandibles. "Yes, my name is Jenny though." she answered. "Okay just do as a I say and we will all get along fine."

About thirty minutes later, she was being decontaminated through a special shower for androids, with oil instead of water to rid of possible radiation and other weird diseases they think she might be infected with. During the process, she wasn't allowed to do it herself, it Jenny is in a secret facility that was hidden underneath Tremorton's official park, which was once used by a group with a strong hatred of robots with AI, posing as government agents, now used by the UN government. They also took Killgore for a bit, thankfully they didn't wind up him up. After Jenny was done with the decontamination process, she walked out of the shower and was lead to an interrogation room in the facility. "So, why am I here exactly?" Jenny asked the army sergeant who was sitting at the other side of the steel table. He was a brawny guy wearing a multi-cam uniform, aviator sunglasses, and blue beret with a morale patch, it was shaped like circle and it featured a flaming sword with the motto underneath the sword, "Semper Fidelis." "You're here because you reactivated the Black Hole Complex by bringing its power back, a former US military base which suppose to remain closed and off limits to anyone, after the war against Armagedroid during mid to late 2041." he answered. He then asked her why. "There was an entire colony of mutated, naked mole rats inside the bunker, there were was over a thousand of them, I killed it's queen and they won't be bothering anyone again." "I don't see the big deal here." Jenny said. "We've been notified through an alarm once Black Hole's power was suddenly restored from within the base, it could've turned back on because of a few computer nerds with guns want to turn it into some sort of hangout, or some rouge androids who sympathize with the Old Cluster that are using it as base of operations to destroy Earth and the rest of humanity." the man explained to her. "Luckily, from what we've seen in the bunker, it looks like you saved the day, but we're also going to tell something before you go." he went on. "What is it?" Jenny asked. "You have been interfering with a case by INTERPOL, the GIA, Skyway Patrol, pretty much by the whole UN government." "Oh wow, I wonder what it's about." Jenny spoke sarcastically as she rolled her eyes for a moment. "Yes, it is." "Stay out of this investigation, it is supposed to remain classified and kept away from the public, especially from amature superheros who would act as judge, jury, and executioner." he told Jenny. "What makes you think I'll kill him?" Jenny asked. "I spared him at the rooftop and left him for the cops to pick up, didn't I?" The sergeant paused for about three seconds to answer her. From the look on his face, Jenny can assume that he's thinking that she's being really rude. "It doesn't matter, you still cannot interfere with this investigation, that means you cannot go after the MI-8 unit or try to contact him." he reminded her. "The MI-8 unit is a teenage, multiple-purpose, robotic infantry unit, designed by a team of UN scientists in a top secret facility within the Hellas Megacity colony in Hellas Planitia, Mars." "So the conspiracy theory about him is true?" she asked. "Yes it is." he answered. "He was designed as a super soldier capable killing anything in a thousand and one ways, extra terrestrials, robots and androids, and even human beings if he has to." "So because he went from a super soldier to super villain, the United Nations of Earth are afraid of being held guilty by association with Mike?" she asks. "Pretty much, we've been trying to get him for years and failed." "Now imagine how the public will react once they figure out that Mike Watts was designed by Earth's government and interstellar empire as the greatest killing machine ever invented by mankind, where it's example would be the next step in human evolution, replacing humanity as we know it today in the late 21st century." he tells her as Jenny is in shock about what she learns about the teenage, former mafia associate turned vigilante, robot's origins. "There would be massive riots in the streets of every city on earth and in her territories, even more humans would become neo-luddites and start destroying any robot or android they can find, all because of fear of being replaced by robots, androids, and other automatons with advanced, artificial intelligence like yourself and MI-8." he went on. "All of that happening if this big secret got out wouldn't surprise me, considering how an anti robot, hate group used to hang out in this place." Jenny stated. The interrogator nodded his head for a bit as she was talking, looking at the time on his watch, but he was still listening. "One more thing we tell you to do before you go, do not tell anyone about where Mike Watts came from, ever; we could have you turned off and dismantled for revealing classified information." he orders her. "Yes sir." "I want to ask a question, can I have the toy back as I leave?" Jenny requested. "Sure, here you go." the sarge said as he brought the wanna be super-villain on the interrogating table. He then gave Jenny back the wind up key separately. "Thanks." she replied.

Jenny left the underground facility where she and a fire team of UN army soldiers that escorted her entered the base with a deactivated Killgore in her arms, a base which is code named 'Yankee Alpha X-ray, Zero Three, Hotel November,' a secret elevator hidden in the supply closet of a beauty salon. However she remembers that Sheldon told her that he entered the compound through a trap door that was activated as Sheldon and the other agent were in the middle of having their hair done, falling out of their seats and into the bunker's main room. As she was in the elevator, boring and typical elevator music is playing, it sounded like something that was made in the nineteen fifties. "Wow, I'm just in love with the elevator music, I rather be embarrassed by Britt and Tiff in front of the whole school to see, for a whole eleven minutes than listening to this." she thought to herself. Jenny then thought back on what she said, "Well maybe not." The elevator reaches the salon's secret closet and it's doors opened. As she left the beauty salon through it's front door, she comes across her mom who was sitting on one of the benches in the park, facing right in front of the salon.

Jenny sighs, walks toward her and sits down on the bench right next to her mother, and asks Nora Wakeman "Let me guess, the military called you without letting me know?" "Yes, they did call me about what happened and lead me here." "They didn't let you know I was coming here?" she asked her daughter. "Nope, they didn't." Jenny answered her. "I can't believe I'm not allowed to go after Mike Watts." she complained. "Jennifer, I understand why you want to stop him after ignoring his criminal activity for years, but it's for your own safety if you don't go after that mass murdering machine." "It took him seconds to leave you almost like scrap metal during that car chase on route 250." she reminded Jenny. "Whoever built, programmed, and designed him must have completed building a teenage robot before I did, but made it more advanced than I ever could." Jenny then decides to tell her mother what the dumb UN soldier told her about where the MI-8 unit came from. "Mom, he was a top secret super soldier created by the UN government who went, that's why." "A UN soldier had told me." Nora Wakeman thought about the possibility for a second, "Well that would make sense." "He's shown to be more advanced and deadlier than you are, he's had more experience in combat and it wouldn't surprise me if he was also more mature than most teenagers." "But the idea of him being built by the UN government is still a conspiracy theory, a non-surprising origin of Mike Watts and it wouldn't shock me if it is true, but it's still just a conspiracy theory." "Either way, fighting Mighty Mike would be an unwinnable battle for you." said Nora. "Seriously?" Jenny asked. "Aren't you suppose to be one of the best scientist from Earth?" "We can beat him." she told her mother with a smile. "Don't patronize me Jenny." "I'm sorry to tell you this, you cannot stop him and his ultra-violent crusade against his former mob bosses." "I have no doubt that countless people, criminals and civilians will die from the carnage, not just in the Boswash, but worldwide and in the solar system." Nora stated. "How many people are going to die with him on the loose?" Jenny asked in uneasiness. Nora figures out what the average number of how many people died during the barrage between Mighty Mike and whoever he was fighting against, and the recorded kill count of how many people the ginger bot slaughtered in total on INTERPOL's page of him online, which is according to the page: 33,182 victims. She then does the math and concluded "Approximately hundreds of people per month, the worst possibility would be thousands of people this year." Jenny was astonished by the possibility that he could leave so many people dead. "Oh my god, we gotta stop him right now!" she declared. "XJ9!" "You don't have the proper equipment and technology to fight him yet!" the legendary scientist pointed out. "You're going to have to wait for a while until I give you the tools to make you capable of defeating such a ruffian." Jenny then asked her "How long is it going to take?" "Perhaps in a month." Nora estimated. "In other words, people are going to die due to his recklessness and the mob's malice, and there's nothing I can do about it for a whole month." said Jenny in disappointment. "I'm afraid so Jenny, you can't be able to save everyone at once, we're just going to have to wait for a while till you're ready to face him." said Nora. "What kind of tools are you going to give me to fight Mighty Mike?" she asked. "I'm not sure yet, I'll come up with some sort of contraption for you." "Say what are you are doing with that toy anyway?" Nora asked. Jenny's mother then looked at the wind up toy, robot's label. "Is that Killgare?" Nora then asked. "His name is pronounced 'kill-gore' mom." "He managed to rebuilt Armagedroid somehow and trapped me and himself inside the mechanized behemoth." Jenny answered Nora with a straight, angry face, as she kept in her thoughts of how much Killgore was such a shrewd, little twerp. Nora could only laugh at the idea that a bot that's barely one foot tall could rebuild such a war machine, as Jenny just sat there in frustration that her own mother didn't believe her. Nora eventually stopped laughing and questioned "Say why did that UN soldier tell you all of that classified information about the MI-8 unit?" "Beats me, maybe he was just an idiot." said Jenny. "He probably was, he probably was." her mother replied. There was a brief, ten second pause of silence as they both keep their thoughts inside them. The moment of silence then ends with Jenny asking her mother "You don't believe me do you?" "Nope, that's impossible for such a tiny, little thing." her mother told the robotic superhero, with a blank face. "Ugh, great." "Anyway mom, I have to bring this toy back to a little boy, I'll see you at home." she tells Nora before she blasts to off to the Wound the World toy store, with Killgore in her arms. "You too young lady." She says to her daughter while she's about to blast off. While Jenny blasts off to give the kid back his toy, Nora gets off the bench and heads back to her car outside Tremorton park.

Seven hours and thirty minutes later

It's eight o' clock on a Thursday night, the BosWash megacity is just about to gleam with lit up windows, colorful neon lights on contemporary and art deco style skyscrapers, commercials with sound and full motion video being projected through big and tall holograms, automobiles on the ground and some of them in the sky with their headlights on, illuminated metro trains that travel at the speed of a bullet, to the point where night almost resembles day. People were driving their cars as they were blasting vaporwave music on their way home or to wherever else they wanted to go, couples were walking on the sidewalks with their children playing on their smart phones because their parents let them, and teenagers and young adults were having fun for the night. It was a good night for once in Northern Virginia, the BosWash's poorest and most crime ridden area out of the six. Meanwhile Mike and his friends were out to hunt down one man, Ronald Belmont, David Kneller's right hand man in Fratres Hominis, a notoriously violent hate group with connections to Edward Leone's crime family. Mike Watts is just walking on one of the sidewalks in Ronald Belmont's neighborhood, in Chantilly. He was disguised as Clarence, the man he killed during the Bikini Bottom siege just yesterday. He was wearing a bright blue, short sleeved Hawaiian, collared shirt with black palm trees on it, and brown khaki pants. Michael chose this disguise so he could scare the shit out of Ronald. He then stopped walking and stood for a moment, right in front of Ronald's three story townhouse from the sidewalk across the other side of the street. He then sent his MI1 Spyfly to scan the house for a way to break in unnoticed. "Mikey, are you there?" Craig asked him over the radio. "Ten four, I'm standing in front of Ronald's townhouse." "I'm figuring out how to break into his house, so far from looking at the fly's camera feed on my HUD, nobody is home, and it looked like he's left in a hurry." he told him. "Can you hack the security cameras in and around Ronald Belmont's house?" "Maybe making Ronald unable to see the camera feed?" "Disable any alarms?" "Find out where he's off to?" Mike asked Craig. "The neighborhood is Baker Field, I'm going to pick the lock at the front door." "Copy, doing that right now for you." he tells his best friend. Craig, and the new Doe hackers, Jake and Freddy, were on their mobile computers inside Craig's RV which is parked in Lake Fairfax park, hacking through cameras and microphones, infiltrating security systems, accessing private information about all sorts of people and monitoring those people's bank accounts. Unfortunately, there were a fair amount of people camping in Lake Fairfax, close by where Craig's RV was parked. There were loud and obnoxious college kids who consume THC and alcohol as fuel sources that were having a party near the lake, playing loud dupstep and atrocious mumble rap, and there were a few couples making out with one another up against trees. There were a few RVs that were parked and they were a few yards away from them. So Craig and the three new recruits had to take turns looking over their shoulders, to make sure no one stumbles into their business. "Aurora, how is it going at Bananas in Washington D.C?" Craig asked her. Aurora was inside the club drinking an Arnold Palmer, wearing jean shorts and a white tank top, she had undyed from blonde back to her natural, red hair yesterday. "I haven't seen him here tonight, I guess it took one embarrassing tabloid for him to never come back." "I'll ask the bartender if he knows where Mr. Belmont is." Aurora said over the radio chat through her wireless, bluetooth earpiece. "Okay." Craig responded over the radio. "Any luck at the headquarters of Fratres Hominis in Arlington, Butch?" he asked.

Butch was already inside the headquarters. It was in the basement of an old and big, Victorian style cathedral that is a place of worship by day, by night it is a den of unrelenting prejudice and hatred. The steel door to the basement is secured with multiple kinds of locks, sealed to keep non-members and 'undesirables' out. In the hallways, there are plenty of propaganda posters of the original founder, Eric Smith with quotes on them such as "Humanity First," and "One race, one nation, one god, one empire." The posters all came in three colors: red, white, and black. They promoted the idea that the human species as whole must unite to replace the planetary, federal republic and its interstellar empire with clerical fascism, to cleanse alien lifeforms to make more living space for humans and ban automation, so in their eyes humanity wouldn't be replaced and eventually rule the universe. "Uh… nothing much is happening here." Butch replied as he looked at David Kneller giving a speech to his followers in the two story auditorium, talking about how humanity will purge the galaxy of all intelligent extra-terrestrial life, and put robots and AI in their place. "Bitch please, there has to be something going on there." "You're not piss ass drunk like you were yesterday, are you?" "Also what were you drinking at the meeting anyway?" "Was it vodka or whiskey, or what?" Craig asked him. "What I mean is that nothing out of the ordinary is going on at your typical, human supremacist circle jerk, and no I'm not in the least bit tipsy like I was yesterday." Butch said to him. "David is saying the usual things he talks about, like everyone else here." "Thomas King is the devil, the Liberal Party are to blame for mankind's moral downfall today, machines are taking our jobs away, blah blah blah blah." "That's basically what's going on here." "Oh, and I haven't seen Ronald Belmont anywhere in this place, I've looked everywhere and he's no where to be seen in this place." he told Craig. "Just as I thought, as soon as his secret broke out, he didn't come back to Fratres Hominis ever again." "Fratres Hominis hates LGBT people along with anyone outside of the Catholic faith, not just robots, aliens, and cyborgs like yourself." "How is the skin I've installed on your arm working out?" "Did it fool them?" he asked Butch. "It wasn't easy." "I had to lie to them that I got back from Geek Con as I was only wearing cosplay, and said the phrase 'We will be true to thee till death' to get inside their HQ." "I threatened to rip their arms off if they touched me, the guards took it seriously since I'm a big, muscular guy." he explained to him. "Okay, good." Craig then said as he was streaming through the camera feed at Ronald's house, then sighing in relief.

Mike was listening to the radio chatter between him, Craig, Aurora, and Butch as he picked the lock while he was invisible, and walked right inside as his wee drone returned to him. From the looks of the rooms throughout the house, it did look like Belmont left in a hurry. There were some clothes laying on the floor and coffee table in the living room, a crooked picture frame of Ronald Belmont with David Kneller posing with torches behind a large, burning cross. And it looked like he took a book with him from the book shelf in the lounge room, behind the kitchen. "What kind of book did he take?" "How valuable was it to that lowlife?" he asked himself as he looked around the second floor. Mike then asked Craig over the radio "Did you catch anything from the camera feed when he left the house?" Craig was wiping off the crud off of his glasses after he looked through every camera feed in the townhouse. "Ronald left his house an hour ago at seven thirty, he was wearing a black collared shirt and blue dress pants as he was carrying two bags of luggage to a yellow taxi." he told Mike. "He must be heading to Dulles Aerospace Port." "Have you found out where he's heading though?" he asked Craig as he was looking through Ronald's fridge in the kitchen for a beer to steal. "I don't know, I can't seem to hack through a lot of the smart devices in the townhouse, I'll ask Freddy and Jake for help to see if they can find anything." said Craig. "Ten four." he replied as he walked upstairs. Craig then commanded "Jake and Freddy, help me hack into any phones, smart phones, tablets, computers, TVs, smart speakers, and any smart devices in Ronald Belmont's townhouse." "You two remember the address?" he asked the two goofballs. "We remember it Craig." Jake told him. "Already on it." said Freddy as he was rapidly typing on his laptop's keyboard. As they were busy hacking, Mike was still busy looking for clues. He went up to the master bedroom on the third floor and scanned the room for any trace of Ronald's DNA. He found semen stains on the bed sheets and on the carpet, along with bits of blood stains on the carpet also. There were wires, bits of computer parts, and pieces of electronics on the floor too. He then discovered that there is a flickering blue light from underneath of the closet's door, like a light bulb. "Did Ronald forget to turn off his night light or something?" he asked himself. "Open it and see if it's something even more embarrassing." Craig suggested. He then went on and gave an example of what could be behind Belmont's closet, "Like a big, glow in the dark, veiny, dragon themed vibrator based on the ones in Jupiter, with his shit stains on it." "Or it could just be a simple, blue light bulb." Mike replied. "True." The former super soldier then opened the door and a male, naked, robot sex doll collapsed on it's knees, since one of it's legs was severely damaged, so severely it was on the brink of falling off from it's body. Mike turned back into being visible, so the robot doll could see him trying to help. A quarter of it's head was missing, including half of it's forehead, it's left eye, a bit of his nose, and it was missing a hand. The doll's robotic rib cage was torn out of his chest, void of any parts inside it. Inside his chest it spells out the doll's name, Fisto. The only thing that was barely keeping the bot alive was what's left of his processor (in layman's terms his brain), and it's motherboard that Mr. Belmont forgot to destroy, which is hardly keeping the sex bot together. It basically looked like a robot zombie, or one of those terminators from the films, when the skin on their faces is peeled off and missing limbs. Mike also found traces of Ronald's semen on the doll's silicone face and bits on his back. The doll's head looks up to Mike as its on it's knees and arms, like an animal.

Back at the Bananas, Aurora decided to ask the bartender if it knew where David Kneller's closest friends went off to. She tapped on the green button that said "service," as it was giving someone a bottle of whiskey. The bartender looked like one of those toy robots from ninety years ago, and was very primitive looking. It then comes toward her, attached to on a rail that allows it to create, pour and deliver drinks to customers. The old looking automaton then asks Aurora in its robotic voice "Can I help you ma'am?" "I'm looking for a man named Ronald Belmont, he comes here an awful lot." "He's blonde white, has blue eyes and often tries to cover his face with a hoodie." "You know, an Aryan." she told the bartender, unit number 2593021. "When have you last seen him in this bar, and do you have an idea where he's heading?" The robot was searching for a man named Ronald Belmont in it's memory banks and answered "I'm sorry madam, but he has never been here." "However there is a man with the exact physique that you've described, he comes regularly comes here." "He said his name was John H. Richardson." "Okay, do you have any idea where John Richardson might have ran off to?" she then asked. "One of the escorts that works here was with John and then left in his car, he's supposed to have come back to work by now." the bartender told her. "Worst case scenario, he already dismantled our sexbot for spare parts to sell on the market, probably so he have the old in-out in-out with even more robotic sex dolls and repeat the same thing." "Jesus, that's horrible!" Aurora uttered. "Miss, it's one pleasure bot." "It's not like their lifespans don't have any value." the bartender replied. "They're easily replaceable." The bartender then moved to a grown man asking for a martini, dressed up in a blue latex suit, he had blonde bushy eyebrows and facial hair. Aurora was pretty vexed by what it said about pleasure bots as if they had little value as a pig or a cow, because she had to grow through the ordeal of being prostitute in order to survive. She resisted the urge to throw her drink at the bartender, potentially frying it's circuits. She even thought about a person she loves, and how it applies to one of her friends. Aurora inhaled and exhaled, as she then gets off her seat and contacts her boyfriend by holding down her ear piece into one of her ears. "Mike, did you find a pleasure bot at Ronald's place?" "Honey, I'm looking at it in the eyes right now." he told her, as the doll looked up at him.

"K…. ki.." the doll is struggling to even speak, it couldn't even a form a single sentence, let alone say a word at that moment. "Ki.. kill… m.. me." "Pl… ple.. plea.. please." Fisto stuttered and pleaded. The prostitute bot could collapse on the floor, and shut itself down from a lack of power at any moment. "No, I need you tell me where Ronald Belmont has gone to first." he said to the dying robot as kneed down. "Where has he gone to with the book?" "The... john had bought a... ticket to Apollo City, the... Moon." "He's at the Dulles... aerospace port and his ride could show up any... minute." "I don't recall him taking a... book." Fisto answered him while stuttering the whole time. Meanwhile "Why do you want me to kill you?" he asked the sex doll. "They're… coming." Fisto said before he shuts down and finally collapses on the floor. "Who's coming here?" he asked Fisto as it was shutting itself off. "Aw fuck." Mike then moaned. "Hey at least we got an idea of where this McCunt nugget is." said Craig over the radio. "Oh crap, Mighty Mike you have bad guys coming to the house." "They're members of Fratres Hominis, I can tell by the black crosses on their armbands." Freddy warns. "I'll see if I can hack into Ronald's smart watch, to see and hear what's going on." said Jake. "I've already done that, but I have bad news, Ronald is about to leave for Apollo City in fifteen minutes." Craig said on the radio as he was looking through Ronald's bank account. "Mother fucker." Mike said to himself. "Okay thanks Craig." Mike turns himself invisible from the naked and eye and looks through the window to find two black SUVs parking in front of the house, and then four armed men each came out of the cars with laser pistols in their holsters, carrying shotguns, sub machine guns, and electric sledge hammers. The sledge hammers had a large PP3 battery attached to it with durable duct tape, copper wires connected the battery to the metal head, which can cause some damage to Mike by disabling his regenerating shields for brief moment, even though two of them were carrying them, he could get destroyed by them if they got him cornered. Considering how he was knocked out with an EMP grenade by Leone's hitmen and had to be rescued by Jenny Wakeman, he decided to use stealth in order to work his way to Dulles aerospace port and deal with the thugs. He hides in the master bathroom that's connected to Ronald's master bedroom, right beside the door to it. "Guys, I need some help over here at Ronald Belmont's place, there's guys with toys that can fry my motherboard." Mike said to everyone on the radio as he readies his retractable, twelve inch long, serrated blade from the top of his wrist, making sure it works. He does this by activating it through the commands on his HUD. "Don't worry, I'll be right over babe." Aurora told him as she got back into her car. "Butch, are going to help me out here or what?" Mike asked the cyborg over the radio. "Butch?" "Shit." he says to himself. Meanwhile as Aurora gets in her car wearing her slingbacks which have hidden shoe knives on both ends, she gears up in a tactical Kevlar vest with bits of aluminum on it to deflect lasers from energy-based weapons, and she puts metal rings on all of her fingers, then puts on gloves to cover the jewelry. Aurora then puts on a red turncoat which has a silenced, laser handgun in one of its pockets from the inside. She turns on her car and drives out of a parking lot building, with a worried look on her face, hoping that her boyfriend is okay.

Meanwhile in Craig's RV, Craig looks out of one of the windows to check and see no one is watching them. "Alright, it's your turn to take watch Freddy." Craig told him as he got back on his laptop. Freddy sighed, and got off his fat ass and began looking through the RV's windows. Meanwhile in the park, there was a fisherman walking out of the campground's restroom, who appears to be hiding something in his orange vest. He was slowly walking towards Craig's RV as he sometimes hid himself behind other RVs that were parked in the fields, creeping up on them like a commando without them even noticing him. "Are you sure there's someone in this park trying to get us?" "There's no one stalking us out here." Freddy said to Craig. Craig sighed with his palm on his face, he puts his hand down on the kitchen table, and told the boy, "Kid, you're a fucking computer hacker." "Take a guess how they can track us." "I know how it works, I just don't believe that the mafia is out to kill us right now." Freddy said. Suddenly, someone was knocking on the RV's door. Freddy then walks toward the door on pure instinct. "Fred what the fuck are you doing?!" "Are you special or some shit?!" "Get your fatass back here!" "Don't open the fucking door!" Craig was screaming at him as he was reaching for the silenced pistol in his holster, with his hand holding the grip and his index finger about to pull the trigger, the handgun was loaded with seventeen, sub-sonic hollow point rounds in it's magazine. As Freddy opens the door, Craig shouts "NO!" Freddy opens the door and asks the fisherman "What do you wa-?" Before he could finish his sentence, the fisherman pulled out a sawed off, semi-automatic plasma rifle, pulled the trigger as it discharging right in front of Freddy's face, and turned his whole head into green goo, splattering all over the place, even in Jake's hair. Jake grabbed the folding glock on the table next to his mobile tablet, one of the two guns that Craig and Mike gave him along with his now dead friend in the meeting they had yesterday. But before he could aim and fire, the fisherman shoots Jake's left arm off as the plasma cuts through his flesh, and Jake fell out of the chair on impact of the shot. As the two recruits were getting shot up, Craig pulled out his silenced hand gun and dived into the bathroom in his RV as cover, and at that moment where the fisherman shot Jake's arm off, Craig leans out of the bathroom and fired two rounds at the assassin, one through the throat and one in the forehead. As the killer's body hit the RV's carpet floor with it's blood even pouring onto the kitchen's hardwood floor, Craig crawled to Jake to make sure the young man was okay. "Are you breathing?" Craig asked him while he was looking at Jake laying on the floor in pain, putting pressure on his wound to stop the bleeding with his hands. Jake couldn't be able to utter a single word, so he nodded his head for yes with a blank face and his eyes wide open. "Put your hand on the wound, I'm going to get a met kit!" Craig said to Jake. He then began looking for one as he ran to the bedroom to search through the cabinets, cussing under his breath as he does so. "Son of a bitch, I knew shit was going to hit the fan!" he said to himself.

As Mike was hiding right near the door in the master bathroom, he hears lasers discharging and bullets whistling on the radio and asks "Craig, what's going out there?" "Do you read me?" "Aw hell." Mike muttered. He takes cover in the corner, right beside the bathroom door when one of the goons kicks in the townhouse's front door. The armed goons were walking up the stairs, occupying each floor while the rest of them moved up. Three of them remained on the first floor, two of them are searching for Ronald in the garage, while one of them is in the guest room also looking for him, flipping over the bed to search for a hidden floor door with his electrified sledgehammer. On the second floor there was three armed men, one is looking for Ronald in the living room with a heavily modified MP7-A3 while smoking a cigarette, one was in the bathroom taking a piss, with his firearm put aside on the sink, while the other was looking through the fridge for a drink in the kitchen. Two of them walked up the stairs to the third floor, where the master bedroom and main office are, with a hallway connecting them. The one with a silenced shotgun went into the office room, which was nearly the size of the master bedroom, while the one holding the electric sledgehammer began looking in the master bedroom to kill Ronald Belmont. As the goon looks and spits at the broken, robotic sex doll in disgust with his own snot, Mike remains invisible, waiting for the thug to walk into the bathroom so he could cut the man's throat. The teenage, cut-throat, robot turned on the bathroom lights by flipping the switch right beside him. "What was that?" the Fratres Hominis goon said to himself, puzzled. "Hey, bum driller." "I'll let you play with my brand new hammer I got from the toy store." "It's made of foam, so don't worry, it won't hurt a bit." he then said, assuming Ronald was in there. "Oh, so you're playing hide and seek, I see." he then said, with a shit eating grin on his face. The dope then began counting to five, as Mike was getting more eager to satisfy his blood lust for the night, still sticking around in his spot, like how carnivorous plant waits for its prey to fall for it's trap. "Ready or not, here I come!" he said after he got finished counting to ten. As he walks into the bathroom with the sledgehammer in his hands chuckling, Mike throws a jab at the man's neck, activating his retractable blade and stabbing the thug in the neck. When the sledgehammer hits the porcelain, bathroom floor, and when the man was gurgling his blood, Mike decapitates the man effortlessly, and the head flies off the body so high it hits the ceiling and falls back onto the bathroom floor. One of the henchmen on the third floor heard the thud from across the hallway as he was searching for Ronald. "Yo, you're alright man?" the gunman asked, wondering what was going on. Mike picks up the electric sledgehammer, he discovers there's an on and off switch to turn on the battery to generate electric shocks, he turns it on and it discharges like a taser would and he quickly turns it off. "What the hell is going on?" the man said as he was walking to the bedroom. He heard the sledgehammer discharging. Mike knows that the man was getting closer to him, since he could see the feed from the Spyfly on his HUD, which was still flying around the townhouse. So he decides to create a distraction, Mike throws the severed head out of the bathroom, and to the corner of the bedroom in front of him. The hoodlum got even more puzzled as he went inside the bedroom to see what was thrown. He hopped over the four poster-bed to see what it was, and it was his friend's disjointed, bloody head. Mike sneaks up behind him and strikes him in the legs, breaking them with the sledgehammer. After he falls down on the floor, Mike then puts his foot on the man's back, preventing him from moving, and as the man feels unrelenting pressure on back, Mike then smashes his head with the electric sledgehammer, like his head was just a pumpkin or just a bag of blood and bits of bone. Mike notices the silenced semi-automatic shotgun, and picks it up with his right hand, leaving his left hand holding the electric sledgehammer. He slowly makes his way down the stairs, as he puts the sledgehammer on his back, magnetizing the steel hammer onto it. While heads down, he faces the bathroom door as he hears a flush, so he aims the shotgun at the door by looking down the sights. The man opens the bathroom door and doesn't see anything, Mike decides to give the bozo a little surprise in the gut, he shot him in the gut and to his surprise, the silenced shotgun was loaded with dragon's breath. The man's stomach is riddled with shotgun pellets, blood, and the fire spreads to the rest of his body, he screams in pain. Everyone inside the town house heard the screaming, "Anthony is hit!" the henchman in the living room said. "What?" "Who shot ya?" one of the gunman asked Anthony, as he stopped looking through the fridge. Mike then points and aims at the hitman who had his head in the fridge, and shoots him in the chest while he was vaulting over the kitchen counter that looked like a little bar. The gunman collapses on the floor, bleeding in pain and on fire. Mike then rolls down the stairs, and turns to his right to search for the gunman in the living room. He turns back into being visible to the naked eye again, in his real form. Mike walks into the room and suddenly the man tried to ambush him with a knife from the wall he was taking cover, the robotic super soldier turns around, blocks the knife attack and stabs the man with his retractable combat knife in the torso. He then throws the man down on the dining room table, breaking it into half. The crook points his MP7-A3 at the robot, but Mike kicks it aside, steps on one of his arms, Mike then pulls out the electric sledge hammer, turns the battery on, he prepares to strike one of the assassins, and he smashes him in the chest, breaking the entire rib cage and crushing all the internal organs that it stored into crimson chunks, leaving a gory, gaping hole in his chest. Mike gets off of the man's dead body and turns back to being visible. But then, out of nowhere, the thug with the other electric sledgehammer came from downstairs to strike at Mike, he turns around and dodges the attack by slightly moving out of the way and jabs the man in the belly, pushing him a few steps back. He turns on the battery, hoping the flow of electricity from the discharge would stun him.

Meanwhile, Aurora arrives in Baker Field in her sports car and finds Ronald's townhouse. It was guarded by two armed men with sub-machine guns right in front of the garage door, so she then runs them one of them over with her car at high speed, crashing through the garage door while the other henchman got out of the way. Aurora then gets out of her car and dives for cover inside a closet that had it's door opened. She leans out of the closet and shoots the one that dodged the car in the chest right before he could take a shot with his P90A6, and he disintegrates into a pile of gray ash. She then walks out of the closet and walks up to the guy who finds himself stuck between the hood of her car (which oddly enough didn't get end up in serious damage) and the garage wall. His rib cage and his legs are broken, unable to move, Aurora then activates the shoe knife in the front end of one of her shoes, and delivers a roundhouse to the man's eye, puncturing it. He screams from the pain. Annoyed, she then walks back to the thug crushed by the car, and snaps his neck to have a few seconds of silence. Both Mike and the thug with the other electric sledgehammer heard what was going downstairs, as the man was looked at the entrance to the basement in puzzlement, Mike jumps toward him and attempts to deliverer a strike to his jaw, but misses and ends up smashing a piece of the townhouse's wall. The bandit ducks and kicks Mike out of the way and Mike's body crashes through the bathroom's wall and smashes the toilet into pieces. As he gets closer to Mike with the special sledgehammer in his hands, Mike transforms one of his right hand into a little triple barrel mini-gun that fires hollow point .45-70 rounds. But before the hoodlum could strike Mike with the sledgehammer and before Mike was about to tear the man apart, Aurora shows up and kicks the FH member in the crotch with her shoe knives activated. The man covers his crotch and begins to cry from the pain. As Aurora steps out of the way, Mike unleashes a storm of bullets, leaving so many holes in the man's sweater, that it became a single gaping hole in his body, leaving the man's left peck missing, and the man falls on the floor. Mike gets back up and says to her "Wow, you showed up fast, thanks." "Don't mention it." Aurora replies. "Ooooo, would you look at that, shoe knife to the balls." Craig said as he got back on the radio chat, while he was driving his RV out of the park, with the bodies still inside the vehicle and Jake trying to stay alive, still lying on the carpet floor.

"Craig you're back on the radio, what happened?" Mike asks. "Oh my god, this is bad." "Someone knocked on the door, one of the rookies was dumb enough to open the door, and wouldn't you know it, the stranger pulled out a gun and shot two of them, and was so close to melting my brains into plasmic goo before I shot him in the head." "Freddy is dead, Jake had lost an arm and he's barely breathing." "Mother of shit, I don't think he's going to make it and I've done all I did by covering up his wound with a couple of tourniquets." Craig said to Mike, Aurora, and a silent Butch on the radio. "Bring him back to your apartment, if he dies, then we'll ditch his body at the secret spot along with Freddy's." "We can't let their parents or anyone know the boys had any involvement with us." Mike tells Craig. "Roger that, it's not like this is the first time I had to do away with dead bodies." said Craig. "Also any word from Butch?" Craig sighs before answering, a tad bit irritated that Butch hasn't responded to either of them since he told them he told them Ronald Belmont's absence at Fratres Hominis' HQ in Arlington, Virginia. "No, he hasn't responded or spoke to me or anyone on the radio chat as far I know." "Who knows, maybe he went back to his hover truck and feel asleep on his wheel." "I'll let you know if anything else bad happens." "And by the way, Ronald is getting on his blue, private spaceplane to Apollo City, we now have about five minutes left to kill him." Craig tells Mike. "Ten Four." Mike said, confirming he heard what he said. He then turns toward Aurora. "Can you head to Craig's apartment to help out Jake?" "You're going to medical school to be a nurse like you said you would right?" He asked his girlfriend. "Yes, I go there every Monday and Tuesday night, and I've been studying surgery till 4 am every day." "I might be able to save him." she answered it. "Thanks honey, I'm going to take care of business." he says to her as he opens the window in the living room. "Mike." "Yes Aurora?" he asks her. "Actually never mind, you know how to take care of yourself, fly below the radar." his sweetheart said. "I know." he told her. The spyfly comes back to him inside his body, Mike dukes out a jet pack from inside his back, readies his rocket boosters in his boots and blasts off, turning invisible as he heads off. Aurora raises her hand in front of her face and closes her big, blue eyes as he blasts off into the night. She then looks at the palm of her hand and sees a speck of dust from Mike's rocket boosters, and then she then runs back to her car as fast as she could before the cops show up at the scene.

Mike is flying to the Dulles aerospace port at high speed, ninety five miles an hour, and he reaches his destination just in time as Ronald Belmont was getting on his private spaceplane. Mike lands behind a shuttle bus, and went back to being disguised as Clarence. "Are there Mike?" Craig asks him over the radio. "I've made it just in time actually." "Remember last night when I was in disguise?" he asks his best friend. "I'm not sure if they're going to let a dead man onboard or not, but okay." "You'll give them one surprise though, good luck man." Craig tells him. Mike stops hiding behind the shuttle bus, walks up the boarding ladder and right inside Belmont's private spaceplane. The plane's interior had a carpet was animal print of a leopard, leather couches, glass coffee tables, cotton wing chairs, a cramped kitchen and bar, and there was a small, 64K widescreen television mounted one of the interior walls which is connected to a DVR cable box which receives over tens of thousands of stations, for everyone in the cabin to watch. The door to Ronald's bedroom was locked and it was behind the cramped kitchen in the back of the plane, and the bathroom was right next to the boarding ramp. Mike had to think how he was going to kill or interrogate Ronald, since the private spaceplane was more cramped than he thought. There are three bodyguards onboard with handguns in their sports jackets and sunglasses, two of them were watching ESPN on the high definition TV, and the third one taps on his shoulder and asks Mike with remarkably bewildered look on his face, "Yo, where… how did you survive from getting your brains blown out?" "I have a special connection to an underground doctor in Washington DC." Mike replied in Clarence's voice as he turns around to face him. "Doctor Lagos?" the bodyguard asks. "Yeah, that's him." "Artificial organs and Yamori shots are a marvel." he answered. Mike then decides to sit down on one of the chairs, right in front of Ronald's lawyer from across the other side of the dining table, who was typing on his foldable tablet and sipping his glass of Champagne. The lawyer was wearing blue sunglasses and an all black tuxedo, had black hair and hazel eyes, and he's a bit chubby, as he had a second chin. Once Mike sits down, he grabs a newspaper and pretends to read it, covering his face in the process. As the boarding ramp closes, and when the VTOL aerospace-craft is lifting off the ground, he thinks of how he's going to kill Ronald Belmont in the plane. The plane takes off and flies out of the earth's atmosphere.

Fifteen minutes have passed after they left the earth's atmosphere. "Attention folks, we're now on autopilot, and we're about two hours away from Apollo City." "Stay tight." the pilots told the people onboard. As they're flying through space, Mike knows he has to hurry. "Hello sir, are you Ronald's lawyer?" "I'd like to see Ronald Belmont please." Mike asked the man in front of him. "Yes, I'm his lawyer, Mr. Bellini." "No, he isn't in the mood to talk to anyone." "Kind of hard for someone who now has guys out to kill him because he's into mechanical, male, sex automatons to talk anyone right now, isn't it?" Mr. Bellini said to him. "Is he friends with anyone named Clarence?" Mike asks him as he was still pretending to read the newspaper, while still covering his face. "I don't know, I guess he HAD a friend named Clarence at some point in his life." he said. "Why do you ask?" "In fact why is it any of your business?" "In fact were you even invited onboard?" he asks the fellow reading the newspaper. Mike puts down the newspaper, revealing himself to be Clarence in the perspectives of Mr. Bellini and the rest of the people onboard. Ronald's lawyer holds back on spitting his wine, flabbergasted. "No, no, there's no way you're still on your feet, alive and well after what happened." he said to his face. "Oh yeah, they gave him artificial organs and Yamori shots to regenerate his limbs back, so its totally okay." "I mean why would he lie to us?" "He works with the Leone Family." one of the bodyguards tells the lawyer, as he's watching ultra violent, interstellar, Colosseum battles and having a cold one with the rest his of coworkers on the couch. "How did you even survive?" Mr. Bellini asks. "Lets say Mike needs to work on his aim." "He shot me through the mouth and not the brain." Mike lies to him. "But the autopsy report says that your brains were blown out." Mike then tells him, "That was a double." The lawyer observes his body language, the man was fidgeting a little bit, and he doesn't make much eye contact with him, as Mike is staring out the spaceplane's window at the depths of space. He decides to give the stranger a rhetorical question "You're not Clarence, are you?" "Nope." Mike replies as he turns off his holographic disguise, replicates PMR-30 pistols for both of his hands, points and fires at both the lawyer and the bodyguards sitting on the couch right beside him. Mike shot Ronald Belmont's lawyer in the chest, piercing through his kevlar vest and lower spine with one round, causing Mr. Bellini to collapse on the floor in pain, and he shot each of the body guards in the head, three rounds for each of them. Mike got up from his seat and knees down in front of Mr. Bellini, who couldn't be able to speak, and who's body is barely fiddling and pouring blood. "Why did you just sit there as I revealed myself in front of your very eyes, packing?" He asks him with a smirk on his face. "It's like you want to die." Mike then aims one of his pistols sideways at the lawyer's forehead. One of the pilots opens the cockpit door, he runs out of the cockpit with a laser pistol in his hands but trips because he was panicking. Mike fires two shots into his torso as he tripped, and finishes him off with a head shot. While the other one was in the bathroom, shaking with his laser pistol in his hands, sitting on the toilet with his pants down, scared shitless. Mike asks himself "Where is the other pilot?" "He's in the crapper." Craig tells him. "That just gives me an idea." Mike said, with a mischievous grin on his face. He magnetically attaches/holsters his pistols to his thighs, Mike then locks the bathroom door shut with his robotic arms and hands, making the last pilot unable to get out. "Say Craig, can you see if you can hack the gravity switch in this plane and give me full control of it?" he asks him as he was walking towards the door to Ronald's room. "Sure thing." he tells Mike. "Also, how is Jake?" "Is he going to make it?" "Have you guys made it to our rendezvous point?" Mike asks Craig. "I have no fucking idea man, let's just hope Aurora takes care of him and he can go home safe and sound." "I'm back at my apartment, your girlfriend has already beat me, Butch, and the rest of us to it." "Me and Butch are helping Jake stay alive." Craig tells him. "There's something I need to tell you, Freddy lied about his age, he was seventeen years old." "I overheard him talking to Butch when he offered him a drink after showing us the chart." Mike tells him while he is picking the door lock to Ronald's private bedroom. "Aw god dammit, now Freddy is going to be all over the news because people are going to notice this kid is gone." Craig frets. "I just hope he didn't tell his parents or anyone else about what he was really doing this week." he replied. "I'll see you at the apartment." Mike said as he unlocked the door and got his PMR-30s ready. "Roger." Craig replied on the radio.

Meanwhile at Craig's cluttered apartment, Craig is searching for medicine all over the place to save Jake's life as he's lying on an air mattress in the middle of the floor on anesthesia, with the wooden coffee table and green recliner chair jamming the front door to Craig's home. Aurora had hooked Jake up to a patient monitor/defibrillator she brought over from her car, and she brought her own med kit. Jake is still losing blood despite Craig's efforts to cover up his injuries, unconscious. Butch was sitting there on Craig's big, green couch, drinking from his flask, leaving the two doing all of the work. "You know Butch, you're not exactly helping." Aurora scolds him, as she was applying pressure on Jake's wound. "I don't take orders from an invader." Craig heard Butch being a jerk to Aurora while he was searching for Yamori shots in his bathroom to grow back Jake's missing arm, he tells him "Butch get off your lazy, bionic ass now!" "Help Aurora keep this kid alive!" "Did you come here just to get piss ass drunk or what?" Butch got up from the couch and asks Aurora quietly "Mind if I take turns with you?" "I'm not asking because I was screeched at." Aurora stands up, moves out of the way as Butch nimbly puts his hands on Jake's flesh wound, does a curtsy bow sarcastically before she walks to the other side of the air mattress to watch the patient monitor. "Aurora please tell that Butch is doing something to help!" Craig requests, yelling from across the apartment in his bathroom still looking for the medicine to save Jake's life. "Yes Craig, he's taking turns to put pressure on Jake's wound." "Have you found any of those shots yet?" she asks. "I don't know if I have any of those kind." Craig responds as he is still looking through his med kit that he kept in the medicine cabinet mirror, checking it twice. "Yamori shots are the ones with the yellow, gecko eyes on the them, and they have green caps on them." She informs him. He continues to looks through it until he finds one, they were beside the ace bandages from the left. Craig walks toward the living room with the syringe in his hands. "I found one!" he exclaimed. "Awesome, give it to me." Craig tosses the syringe to Aurora and she catches it with one of her hands. "Alright, all I have to do is stick it a vein that connects with the arm, and it the limb should start growing back." she tells herself. "Butch, you can take your hands off of Jake's wound now." Aurora said to him. Butch then gets up and goes through the kitchen for something to snack on. "It accelerates the healing process of flesh wounds before the limb grows back, right?" Craig asks. "Right." she answered him. "Has the bleeding stopped?" she asks Craig. Craig sits down on the floor, and tells her "Yeah, I think so." "Are you sure?" "Have you checked by taking off the tourniquet?" She asks him. Craig takes it off and Jake's wound is still bleeding, some of his blood gets on Craig's white, collared shirt he's wearing. "Dammit, this is my signature shirt." "Shit, put it back on Craig, quickly!" Aurora tells him. Craig wraps it back on the flesh wound, while Aurora puts pressure on it through hands. She takes her gloved hands of it as soon as he was done wrapping the tourniquet. "Okay, we can do this." Aurora says to herself and Craig, after she took a deep breath. She sticks the shot inside one of Jake's veins, but then after fifteen seconds passed, he dies. A flat line is displayed on the heartbeat monitor. Craig and Aurora are stupefied, with their eyes wide open as they sat there like statues, looking at Jake's now dead body. Aurora is covering her mouth, preventing herself from uttering a word as she was on the brink of crying. Craig's mouth drops in shock with his hands on his head, and bits of his hair falling out in frustration and fear. Butch walks out of the kitchen to the living room, holding a leftover philly cheesesteak in one of his hands, eating it. "Oh wow, a character I barely know had just died." "I'll grab a body bag." Butch said as he looks at Jake's body. He then walks away to his truck to fetch the body bag. Craig and Aurora didn't even talk back to him, they just sat there in such shock that they couldn't say anything.

As they were trying to save Jake's life, Mike kicks in the door to Ronald's bedroom onboard the private spaceplane. Since the room was cramped, underneath the bed's mattress there are drawers, there are two windows on both the left and right, and there's a computer monitor right above the door. Ronald is hiding underneath the blankets on the bed, he holsters one of his pistols away, walks toward the bed and he removes the blanket off, revealing Ronald Belmont cowering in fear. As he grabs both of his legs and drags him out of the bedroom, and onto the floor in the cabin, Ronald is screaming and begs him to let him go and leave him alone. "Please, don't kill me!" "Fratres Hominis is already sending out members to kill me, and now the ginger bot is going to kill me for my sexuality." "What do you want from me?" he asks Mike. Mike then begins choking him with a single hand, and lifts him off the ground, as Ronald is barely struggling to escape. "I'm not here to kill you because you like robotic schlong you retard, I'm here to send a message to Edward Leone, his friends, family, and anyone who works with him or walked pass him in the street." he answers him. "What... kind... of message... are you... going to send to him?" Ronald asks he is gasping for air. "This." Mike tells him. He then gets out one of his pistols and shoots him in both of his knee caps so he couldn't move, Mike then stops choking him and breaks Ronald's back spine by flipping him over, raises one of his tungsten alloy knees, and slams his body against it. Mike then hurls the man against the furniture, he walks toward the bathroom door with one of the pistols in his right hand, he unlocks the bathroom door with his other hand, and the last remaining pilot bursts out of the room, turns toward him and screams "Die you mother fucker!" while he shoots him with two rounds with his revolver. Little did he know that he was bulletproof, Mike blasts him with a hail of bullets through his stomach, and tosses the dying pilot back into the bathroom. Ronald smells a horrible odor from the bathroom after Mike opens the door. Mike then plants some C4 on Ronald's body, stuffs him in the smelly bathroom with the dying pilot, and jams the door shut. The killer robot goes into the cockpit and takes control of the aerospace-craft by turning off the autopilot mode, he then tells Ronald and the dying pilot onboard "Bad news people, the spaceport at Apollo City has been closed due to a meteor shower, we're now returning to the Dulles port." Next he turns off the gravity inside the plane, and does a bunch of aerobatics, like he was performing for a flying circus. As he was doing all sorts of stunts, including a barrel roll, there is tons of human waste such as urine, feces, and puke have found it's way everywhere in the lavatory, on the floor, the walls, the ceiling, and on the bodies and faces of the dying pilot and Ronald Belmont's. Ronald was screaming from inside from his clothes covered in waste. The smell was so odious that he was begging to get out, Mike wasn't listening, he was taking a lot of joy from torturing this mafia associate. It went on for five minutes, until Mike stops doing flying maneuvers, aims the plane towards the sun, puts the aerospace-craft to eight teen million and six hundred thousand light years per minute, above the galactic speed limit, he duplicates more C4 explosives and plants one in the cockpit, three in the cabin, and two in the bedroom. Mike then turns invisible, leaves the plane and takes off, making his way back to earth in less than two minutes.

Meanwhile, at Jenny's place

As Mike is flying back to Earth, Jenny is watching television in her gigantic room after getting her homework done without a problem. The show she's watching is called "Thots of San Fran," a reality TV show about five, obese females who all share a townhouse together, they endlessly talk about their hook ups, make endless jokes about their vaginas, talk about how not being hygienic like not shaving their armpit hair is empowering them as women, talk trash about creepy "incels" that they meet when they were in college and high school, bragging about their sexual conquests, and of course calling anyone who hates Thots of San Fran as racist, sexist, misogynistic, white trash who're just jealous of their lifestyle and fortune. It's her first time watching the show, so far she finds it boring, and the women remind her of the popular kids that who bully her in school, and that they wear so much make up they look like clowns. The only reason she is watching the show is because it's all the rage among teenagers these days, according to the magazines she reads. "Why am I even watching this show?" "Didn't this channel used to play music videos and trippy cartoons?" "Shows that were good?" she asks herself. But then one of the computers monitors in her room begin going off like an alarm, showing her that a private spaceplane is heading straight towards the sun at high speed. Jenny blasts off into to space to save the people onboard, only to see it blow up before it even reaches the sun's surface. "Oh no." "Maybe I can still save some people before they die out there." she says to herself. The teenage robot spots a human body floating in space, it was missing an arm and it's legs, she checks to see if he was still breathing only to find out that he wasn't. She finds out that the body she's checking out is a pilot, or was one. The body is riddled with bullet holes and he's unconscious. Jenny gets out a space suit from her back and puts it on the body, hoping that he could recover from conscious. She scans the area to see if there's anybody else out there, all she saw were remains of the ship, freezing corpses, and chunks of guts and limbs from the blast. "Jesus." she said to herself. "Guess all I can do now is create an SOS signal so the UNE aerospace force can pick these bodies up and figure out what happened here." Jenny transforms into a some sort of tube, and she shoots out a 25mm flare that's designed specifically to light up in space and send a signal for help. As it's launched into space, it creates a bright, sky blue light for UNE fighter ships could see it. "That should do it." said Jenny, as she sees the position lights of two fighters in outer space, and flies back home.

Jenny makes it back home and goes back inside her room through the giant window. She hears a knock on her door. "Jennifer, young lady, you locked your again." "How many times do I have to tell you these things?" "This isn't your condo, you know." Nora scolds her. Jenny stretches one of her arms to unlock the door. "What is it mom?" Nora then opens the door to her daughter's room. "What happened back there Jenny?" "First you couldn't prevent a bank robbery and now this?" she asked Jenny. "I'm sorry mom, it just happened out of nowhere, those people on the plane are all dead" she apologizes to her as she sits on the mattress, sad. "Oh Jenny, it's not your fault out there, its possible that someone planted proximity or remote explosives on the space ship, could've been done by terrorists." Nora comforts her as she puts her hand on one of Jenny's shoulders for a moment. Jenny then asks her mother "What terrorists?" "Oh yes, there's several of them, all of them are equally just as violent, the Martian Democratic Resistance, Frates de Hominis, Junud Allah, and a handful of robots with AI that are still programmed under old cluster propaganda" Nora said to Jenny. "Can I ask you something?" Jenny asks. "Do you think this was done by you know who?" "I'm not sure if he is, but like I said before, I suggest you have to stay away from him until I give you the proper equipment and weapons to deal with him and his friends and come up with plan how to do so." Nora tells her answer. "His assassins had military grade, EMP grenades that could fry your metallic brain, they even made Mike hit the floor." she notes. "Have you let the authorities know about the explosion?" the fifty five spinster asks her. "Yes mom, I've launched a space flare for UNE fighter ships to see, the UN Navy should be there right now." she tells her. "Good my dear." said Nora as she takes her hand off of one of Jenny's shoulders. "Since your encounter with the infamous Mighty Mike, and the people that were after him and his gang, I've decided to hire a helping hand to assist you on fighting crime and saving planet earth during the afternoon." she tells Jenny. "Who is it?" "Why why hire a helping hand?" "I can take care of myself just fine." Jenny assures her mother. "Those thugs have military grade equipment, and it's rare for simple crooks like that to have such advanced weaponry that could take down super-humans." "They could only work for the biggest mob boss in the Boswash, Edward Leone." "He has pockets in almost every corner, politicians, judges, interstellar businesses, even in most of the police departments in the Boswash." Jenny's mother informs her. "So are you saying he's so powerful, that I can't go after Edward?" Jenny asks her. "Yes, he's too dangerous, even if you did go after him, even Skyway Patrol could have you dismantled." "You'll be fighting crime and saving humanity from the usual for now." "Anyway, your helping hand and my newest apprentice is Sheldon Lee, he'll be assisting you tomorrow." Nora said to Jenny. "WHAT!?" "I mean, why him?" "I like him as a friend and all, but that doesn't mean I want to always be in every part of my life, like you are." Jenny tells her mother. "I hired him because he's one of your friends, and the most qualified for the job in Tremorton." "I thought you would like that." she explained. "You don't get it mom, the thing is that he has a crush on me, but I don't have one on him." After Nora heard what she said, the famous scientist and war hero thought about it for a few seconds, with a bit of a worried look on her face. Jenny just was just standing there waiting a response. "I understand your concern Jenny, me and Sheldon are completely different people, but he'll have to do." She insists to her. "Couldn't you have hired someone else?" "Like Phineas Mogg?" "He has the same experience with science and robotics as you do, more experience than.." Before Jenny could finish her sentence, her mother shouts "NO!" "I will not hire that pompous swindler, let alone work with him in anything." Jenny rolls her eyes, annoyed. "Look, I'm just not comfortable with Sheldon talking to me through a giant monitor that pops out of my chest whenever there is an emergency, that's all okay mom." said Jenny. "Like I said Jenny, I understand, but he'll have to do, goodnight." Nora said to her as she stands up, walks out of Jenny's room, and closes the door.

Jenny then prepares to go bed, and plugs herself to the charger that's inside of her bed with her coaxial cable from her back. As she is going to bed, she thinks to herself, "Great, I didn't save lives from being blown into bits and freezing to death in space." "Then again, its not the first time I failed to save the day." "Think positive, it could've been worse." "I still remember that time I caused so much collateral damage to Tremorton before I was transported to Cluster Prime." "There was also that time I was too late to prevent the explosion of an entire planet, where billions of life were lost, and it was my first mission." "It sucks that I'm not allowed to go after Mighty Mike for the things he has done, even if I can sympathize with what he's gone through." "Although I could find out more about him, so I could figure out his weaknesses, then be able to fight him." "Heck, maybe he might help me take down that mob boss and his crime family if I ever capture him." She then gets underneath the covers and wonders "I wonder who's responsible for the spaceplane's explosion?" and then closes her eyes as she is going to sleep. But then she opens her eyes and says "Hey I think forgot something, I forgot to upload the selfie I took with the mole rat queen's head to Minds." She then transforms one of her pigtails into a cell phone, gets online and posts the selfie she took on her profile. "This is going to make me popular for sure." Jenny said to herself, elated before going to sleep.

As Jenny was falling asleep on her bed, Mike has flied back to Craig's apartment through the window to the living room. "Look who's back." said Craig as he turns toward Mike. "Did you kill Ronald Belmont?" he asks the teenage, killing machine. "Yes I did, I took him for a ride after I locked him in the unflushed lavatory, onboard his private space jet." "I then took him on a flying circus, he was all covered in shit and piss, then I had the plane flying directly towards the sun faster than light speed." "When I saw someone try to rescue the meatbags onboard, I blew the plane up and their bodies, including Ronald's to pieces." he answers. "Fucking A man." "That's one less mafia sleazebag to worry about." Craig and Mike do a high five. "You know I didn't mean to offend you right?" Mike asks. "Come on man, you know I don't get offended easily like some pussy ass bitches do." Craig mentions to him. "So, did the kid make it?" he asks Craig and Aurora as they were both drinking shots of malt liquor to take the pain of what happened away, sitting on bar stools. Aurora puts her face on the kitchen counter, crying as Craig whispers the answer to him. Mike does the sign of the cross while he moves out of the way for Butch. Butch is carrying both the body bags of Jake Baum and Freddy Carpenter, and places them on the floor where Jake had just died, he then tells Mike "You know what to do robot boy, I've also destroyed any handheld devices that they had in their pockets outside of Donny Hill." "Awesome Butch, glad you were able to work with Aurora without killing each other." Mike congrats the hyper-masculine cyborg. Mike then looks at Craig and asks him "Say Craig, can you make sure Aurora doesn't leave here till I come back?" "I'm planning to drive her home tonight using her car, it won't take me more than fifteen minutes to bury the bodies." Craig gives him a thumbs up as he is chugging the last forty bottle, assuring that he will take care of Aurora. "Thanks man, I'll be back." Mike said. The overpowered robot then leaves with the body bags on his shoulders through the back patio and flies off to the secret spot. Mike arrives on the secret spot, which is in Great Falls park, part of the Potomac River and drops the body bags in the series of waterfalls and rapids. One of the body bags hits one of the rocks and falls into the water, marking one of the rocks with blood. While the other one fell right through the rapids. Mike then arrives back at Craig's apartment to take Aurora home, landing on the back patio and opening the glass door to the living room. "Told you it wouldn't take long." Mike said to his longtime best friend. "Ready to go honey?" he asks his sweetheart. She still had her face on the kitchen counter till she raised her head back up. "Yeah, let's go." she answers as she wipes one of her eyes, since her tears have caused her mascara to fall off from her eyes.

They walk down the stairs in the apartment building to the parking lot outside. As they both get inside the car, with Mike taking the wheel this time instead of her, he asks her "So how did Jake die?" "Did you give him Yamori shots at least?" Aurora is holding back her tears as she describes what happened while Mike was going after David Kneller's aide, "That's the thing, I gave him a Yamori shot, and yet fifteen seconds after I stuck it in the correct vein, he died." "Say what?" "What are you talking about babe?" Mike asks as he driving on the road. "Some people are allergic to specific chemicals that certain meds have, neural cells like Gap-43 proteins and Tubulin was one of those chemicals for Jake, which I didn't know till he had died on the floor." "How the hell can I be a nurse if I can't save someone's life?" Aurora asks herself as she covers her face in disappointment. "Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that." Mike said to her. "Was it your first time on the operating table Aurora?" Aurora stops crying and thinks about the positives of today. "On humans it was." she answers him. "That makes sense." he said. All of a sudden he paused for a moment and thought about what her answer. "What the fuck?" "What else did you operate on?" he then asks with suspicion. "Well, I did operate on some dead humanoid aliens that were left lynched in the Monongahela National Forest, I was trying to see if I could bring them back to life pulp fiction style with the adrenaline shot, but all I did was rupture their cardiovascular system with blood oozing out of their hearts instead." she tells him. "Wow, okay, that's just… wow." "But look, what happened tonight wasn't your fault, you didn't even know he was allergic to those chems, he was blacked out when Craig brought him over." he reassures his beloved. "Yeah, I guess you're right." Aurora said, feeling happier. There was brief moment of silence between the two. Mike is driving to them back home to Aurora's apartment in Reston, he had a contrite look on his face as he was trying to find a way to comfort his girlfriend, keeping his eyes on the road. Aurora is feeling better after Mike reminded her of what happened when Craig brought Jake into the apartment, she is starting smile a little bit, because she's saving something special for Mike since he's now staying at her apartment for now on. Once they've entered the parking lot underneath the building, Aurora is deciding to ask him if he wants to do something tonight. "So do you want to start fooling around when we go upstairs?" "Sure." He answers her.

Three hours and seven hundred and fifty eight calories depleted later…..

Aurora is asleep underneath the bed sheets naked, exhausted from fooling around with Mike Watts for three hours. Mike got a call from Craig ten minutes close to midnight, and got off of his bed and looks at the town center through the blinds of Aurora's bedroom window. They're both talking to each on their smart phones through an app called What's Up, where their messages and calls are untraceable by the police, the government, or private entities. They have been talking for five minutes about what happened tonight. "Aw man, what a shit show." "We got him, but what a shit show." Mike said on the phone. "You said it." Craig replied in agreement. "Do you think anyone are going to find out these kids were with us man?" "Depends, did you get rid of the bodies at the secret spot like we said?" Craig asks him as he is streaming through BitChute and YouTube on his homemade computer in his bedroom, looking at the thumbnails and titles of various videos by independent journalists, corporate news outlets and late night hosts talking about the demise of Frates de Hominis' infamous right hand man in the cold reaches of outer space near the sun, Ronald Belmont and his ride blown to pieces within an instant. "Yes, I dumped them in the secret spot." "Their dead bodies will be at the bottom of the Chesapeake bay by morning." Mike insists him. "Awesome." "Have you been reading or watching the news?" "You sure know how to put on a show." "I never thought of you as the theatric type." Craig admitted. "Usually I'm not." "But lately I feel different after the mob tried to kill Thomas King along with the rest of us that night." Mike said to him over his personal smart phone. "I can't say I blame you dude, but for now, I suggest we lay low for a little bit." Mike was a bit upset by Craig's advice. He stops looking through the bedroom window, leaves the bedroom, closes the door and goes to the living room to talk on the phone somewhere else. "What do you mean we should lay low?" Mike asks him. "For how long?" "If we decide to lay low, David Kneller would've got another bitch in his place." Craig decides to keep a cool head, even though he didn't like the tone of his best friend at that moment and tells him "Dude, just keep your girl happy for right now, you know." "Watch some vintage monster movies with them, prepare the plan to kill either David Kneller, Danny Leone, or anyone else on the chart, let me and Butch know." Mike takes a seat at the dining room table for a moment as he says "Will do." "By the way are you looking for replacements for Jake and Freddy?" he then asks. "Yes I have, they're from Tremorton, Virginia, two juniors from high school that have been members of the Does for years." "Is that fine?" Craig asks. "Awesome, we're going to need guys with more experience than the two we briefly had." "Because in a few days, we're not to just kill another soldier this time, we're going to kill a capo." "Goodnight my man." Mike said over the phone. He then hangs up on Craig and goes back to the bedroom to comfort his girlfriend. Craig smirked while he rolled his eyes, taking a break from aggressively typing on his keyboard, "Tittie sucking Tuesday afternoon, what crazy ass night, what I went through tonight felt like liquid fecal matter exploding from out of my sweaty, hairy asshole, I'm going to fucking bed." he said himself before yawning, and going to bed on his air mattress in his trek wars pajamas.

The next morning, at eight thirty am in Tremorton…

Jenny and her friends, Sheldon and Brad have arrived at Tremorton High off of the school bus. It was a sunny morning, students were chatting with their friends and cliques, teachers were eating breakfast they got from fast food joints in the teachers lounge, and the Crust cousins were showing off their new clothes that they're wearing right now for the whole school to see, they're wearing Thots of San Fran merchandise. Brit is wearing a purple tank top with the most well known person on the show on it, a short, fat, foul mouthed, drunken tramp with long brown hair, who went to the tanning booth so much that it looks like she was born with orange skin, that woman is nicknamed "the Wookiee," with her nickname on it in silver and covered in glitter. Brit is also wearing tan hot pants with the title of the show featured on the rear. She waves her black hair for the boys to see as she's walking to the school's front doors. Tiff is wearing a white crop top featuring the Barbie House, the pink and white townhouse in Tenderloin, San Francisco on the back of the shirt. She's also wearing an extremely short, blue miniskirt, with the seal of approval from the Trainwreck, which much like Brit's new shorts, is also on the rear. Tons of the boys and girls gather around the Crust Cousins to compliment them. Don Prima shows up and says to the two "Hey babes." "Where did you get those?" "They simply make you look marvelous." he then states. "You look fabulous in them." Jantrice tells them. "You're hot!" Jeremy yelled at them. "Oh, it's no secret really." Brit said. "We're just big fans of the reality show everyone is raving about, so we got these from R&R at the mall." she tells the crowd. "And we want to show off our legs, booties and jewels with these babies." Tiff says in a sassy way. The crowd cheers. Little do they know, is that Jenny was watching them, stretching her neck so she could see what all the kids were gawking at. She then turns her neck back to normal and she wonders to herself, "Is this the way to be popular now?" "I mean I want to look good, but I don't want to look like a hooker." Sheldon then answers "Come on Jenny, you don't need to transform your body to look like that to be popular." Sheldon then attempts to sing, "Because you're amazing just the way you are." "SHUT UP DWEEB!" one of the gorilla sized jocks shouts at Sheldon, as he throws a football at his head, knocking him down to the ground. Brad then said as he walks to his geometry class "Or you could transform your body to look like a supermodel to popular." "Brad!" Jenny yells at him. "Sorry I'm just saying, do whatever you want." Brad replies. Sheldon then gets back up and says to her as he rushes to the front door "Anyway, I got to go to my theater class, I can't wait to work with you on saving the world and stuff this afternoon!" Brit and Tiff heard Sheldon told Jenny and begin to mock her. "You heard that?" "The robotic freak has someone new to work with on saving the world and other… stuff." said Brit, emphasizing the word stuff. "Yeah, stuff..." Tiff said, using air quotes. They both began giggling, it took about three seconds before the rest of the crowd began laughing too. "Hey guys look, it's Jenny!" Byron said to his group of friends. Byron is a boy Jenny finds cute, he recently came to Tremorton, Virginia from the city of Athens. One of his friends is hispanic, dyed yellow hair, and of average size for a human, and the other is white, geeky looking boy who has red hair acne all over his face. "This is the girl who published that badass selfie." Byron noted. Jenny then smiles in bliss as the young man approaches her.