Break: Hi Guyz it's Xerxes Break from Pandora Hearts…. What am I doing here? A fair question! Emily I'll let you explain.

Emily: We are here at the request of Nightblake and Prodigal The Son…

Break: We are here to mess with the minds of the Decepticon on the Nemesis. Why we doing this? I am bored of Gilbert trying to quit smoking.

Nightblake: Get in a cupboard and get there already!

Prodigal: Before we're forced to use less civil methods of convincing you…

Break: Emily do you think they hate me?

Emily: …No comment.

Prodigal: Alright, that's it! Get in that cupboard so we can start telling the story already!

Nightblake: Or I'll kick you in headfirst!

Break: 'Runs inside cupboard with Emily'

The Nemesis

If it was possible for a normal day to occur on the Nemesis, it was starting to look like it would. Knockout was refreshing his finish, Soundwave everbusy… and silent. Starscream every scheming, and of course, attempting to avoid Megatron. The warlord himself was on the Bridge, looking over reports. "Perhaps things will stay quiet today." He thought hopefully. Alas, we will not allow that. For the next thing he knew, an unfamiliar voice piped up behind him.

"Ooh, nice place. Bit smaller than I thought it would be." It said, prompting Megatron to turn around. He found no one there. "I'm down here." Down was where he looked. And thus it was that he came face to face with… A human? On the warship? "I bet I can read your mind right now. Your wondering how the heck I got here, aren't you?" Before Megatron could give anykind of response, the human spoke again. "Nah, forget that. I was never really psychic anyway." He said, pulling out a piece of candy. Megatron seemed to have finally collected his thoughts, and raised his fusion cannon to rid himself of the already annoying human. He fired, and there was nothing but a scorch mark on the floor.

"Good ridance…" He said.

"To bad rubbish! Which, by the way, I am totally not." Megatron suddenly turned to his left, to see the human sitting on his shoulder! "That would have been a nice shot though."

"Would have?!" Before either of them could do anything else, the door to the bridge opened, and Steve the Vehicon walked in.

"My lord I-"

"STEVE!" The human interrupted.

"How did-?"

"No, wait, what am I doing calling out your name without even telling you mine. Name's Xerxes Break. But you can call me Break. Whichever's easier. That's probably the latter."

"ENOUGH!" Megatron bellowed, throwing this "Break" of his shoulder with the intent of breaking every bone in his body on the floor. Alas, we won't let that happen either. Break simply got up and dusted himself off. Right then, another voice spoke up.

"Now that wasn't very nice, was it?" It was clearly feminine, but the source unknown. This was much to Megatron's annoyance, and Steve's confusion.

"SHOW YOURSELF!" The tyrant demanded, already pushing his limit.

"You didn't say the magic word, bucket-head." It said.

"Bucket-head?!" Ok, Megatron's getting royally ticked off now.

"Yeah,your helmet looks like a bucket." Before he could demand the source of the voice, Break turned to an odd-looking doll on his shoulder, and tsked.

"Emily, it's not nice to tell the truth!" He tutted. Then, the impossibility hit Megatron like a meteor.

"That piece of stitched-up material was talking to me?" He asked, trying not to lose his cool.

"Oh, you wound me." It drew a hand to its chest. "Then again, you're not exactly a basket of fruit yourself." "She" finished. Then Break looked at her again.

"What did I just tell you, Emily?" He gave her a look. At this point, Megatron rose his cannon again. "I think we've overstayed our welcome. Let's take our leave." He moved before the fusion blast even came close, and ran over to a computer terminal. With unnatural strength, he opened the service hatch underneath… to reveal a cupboard amidst the wires and components. "Toodles." H declared as he ran inside it, closing the door behind him. But Megatron wasn't having any of that; He grabbed the wooden ornament and threw it on the ground. Then, he gave it a good few fusion blasts. When the smoke cleared, there was no sign of the Human's body. There should have been some ash, or something.

"Argh! You there!" Megatron called, pointing at Steve.

"It's Steve sir, I got the new silver Paintjob." The drone said, referring to the new colours worn by Starscream's armada. He wasn't a flyer, but he didn't care. All the more he could do for his favourite seeker.

"Steve…" He spat the human name that the vehicon had chosen. "Alert our warrior to be on the look out for this human. Regardless of how he arrived here, I want him dead or gone! Are we clear?"

"Yes Sir!" And with that he ran out.

Somewhere within the bowels of the Nemesis…

Soundwave walked slowly through the corridor, his mind always clear. He had a job to do, so he was going to do it: Hunt down and exterminate the human rodent that had somehow found its way onto the Nemesis. He silently hoped that this wouldn't take long, after all, he had other duties to attend to.

"Emily, get a load of this! It's robo-Slenderman!"

"I know, right?!" Well, it certainly wouldn't take long to find them. The mech turned around, and sure enough, there it was. Of course, he thought the vehicons were delusional when they said it had a talking doll. Oh well…

"Seriously, are you a fan of the guy?" It asked. But Soundwave wasn't about to let conversation get in the way. He raised his resonance blaster and targeted the human. "Oh, you want to fight, do you? Well I though we could get along, sit down, drink a cup of tea or something. Or, maybe have some cake, but I guess you can't cause you're a rob-" A blast of soundwaves interrupted him, and he suddenly had to be standing a little to the right. Then the doll spoke up.

"It isn't polite to interrupt!" Soundwave retargeted, and fired again. He had the same results. This went on for several minutes. Eventually, Soundwave gave up on shooting him, and he assed his options.

"Well, that was fun. At least it was for me and Emily. What about you?" Break asked him, clearly hoping to push him. At least he was in Soundwave's eyes. Suddenly, the decepticon third in command had an idea. His visor suddenly lit up with a diagram of the Nemesis, and co ordinates were displayed. "Ooh! Are you goin to do a magic trick?!" He didn't get an answer, but then a wooshing sound was heard. The human fell through a groundbridge cleverly placed on the floor. Once it losed, Soundwave gave a slight nod, and walked off to inform his master that the problem was dealt with. He turned…

"Wow! Neat trick!" and he found the human and his companion, which had just spoken, was standing in front of him. Again. "What else can you do?" Again, no response from the slent mech. Only the extending of his tentacles. He intended to pin the human and rip him apart swiftly, but found out that even that wasn't going to work. Instead, Break vanished in a slight flash, and reappeared on Soundwave's head.

"He has tentacles?! He is SO robo-Slenderman!" Then to his surprise, a deep, growling, reverberating voice, filled his ears.

"Cease and desist!" It announced… from below him.

"Whoa! Now I see why you don't speak. Must be hard to get a girl with a voice like that. Am I right, Emily?"

"Yep, I can assure you I'm totally freaked out by that kind of speech pattern."

"Mating chances: Irrelevant."

"Jeez, you monotonous as well." The doll continued. And Break added to it.

"I know, right? Look at him, he's like an uncharasmatic bore!" That did it, without warning, Laserbeak detached from Soundwave's torso and flew in a circle to fire at the human that Soundwave unceremoniously removed from his ducking and kicking. Alas, Break was unharmed. Again. Laserbeakc opened fire, but the human was once again gone, and, as Soundwave hoped, for good this time.

"Ok, maybe not quite uncharasmatic enough to not get angry, but then again…" Once again, the human was standing behind him. Much to Soundwave's aired grievance. So much so, that his emotional inhibitor was unable to keep up.

"AAAAARGGGH!"

Nightblake: Well then can I have a hug Break?

Break: Can do! 'hugs'

Prodigal: Tell us what you think! And if you like, we'll continue. After all, Break signed a 5 chapter contract.

Break: Yes sir!