Spark of Power

by KrissyKat91

Long before the events of the movie, a WALL-E unit came into contact with an extraterrestrial artifact that changed him in ways no one could have imagined. Now, centuries later, alien mechanoids are coming to Earth, and Wall-E finds that he can't hide the power that's been within him for nearly 700 years any longer. DISCONTINUED FOR NOW.

1. Cube

KrissyKat91: Can y'all tell I like Transformers?

Disclaimer: If you recognize it, I don't own it.

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Prologue: Cube

~dream sequence~

Earth

2115 AD

The little robot stared at the metal cube, processors whirring, trying to decide if the strangely marked object it had found was something that needed to be compressed, or something that another of its kind had already gotten hold of.

Finally, it gave up. According to its directive, if it was on the ground, it was trash, and had to be crushed.

Rolling up to the cube, the little WALL-E unit reached out, intending to pull the object into its compactor.

The shock wave from the explosion of pure energy carried for miles.

~end dream sequence~

Earth

2820 AD

Wall-E shook himself awake, then sighed. He hadn't dreamed about that day, ten years after the planet had been evacuated, in quite some time. Recent events, he suspected, had weakened his defenses against those memories.

He made a sound like a soft snort. Recent events, indeed. It had been five years since the "Axiom Incident", as the humans called it, and he still considered it recent. Being so old must have skewed his perception of time.

Movement to his left drew his attention, and if Wall-E could have smiled, he would have. Five years together, and Eve was still just as beautiful as she'd been when he'd first seen her.

Reaching out, Wall-E lightly rested a hand on her side, careful not to wake her. He sighed happily as his advanced tactile sensors registered the familiar thrum of her power cells.

Unbeknownst to anyone on Earth, organic or otherwise, the rusty old trash collector who'd pulled them out of their mindless conformity was actually the most sophisticated mechanism on the planet.

When the boundless energy from the cube had relocated to his small body so long ago (leaving nothing behind but a shard of twisted, blackened metal that Wall-E kept hidden in his truck), it had reformatted him from the inside out, essentially turning him into a supercomputer on treads.

Being just a bit busy discovering that he was truly sentient (even sapient) instead of just a rolling trashcan, it had taken him a long time to realize what the energy was doing to him, and even longer to figure out how to stop it before it reached his outward appearance.

But stop it he had (though he'd seriously regretted that particular decision when the Axiom autopilot had tried to electrocute and then crush him), and no one was the wiser.

That was the way he wanted it. Though he himself knew and understood exactly what had happened to him, no one else would, and he didn't have the words necessary to explain.

He really needed to upgrade his speech capabilities a little at some point, Wall-E decided as he snuggled closer to Eve, settling back to sleep.