'Giro, I'm picking up something that has a stronger power core than the other Mavericks.'

"I can feel it." Giro agreed, preparing the zetasaber for battle. "But I think I feel something else too…"

Coming down from a high ledge, a large, purple Pseudoroid landed in front of Giro's path. The impact the Maverick created from coming down made Giro jump back a bit to prevent from behind hit.

"So you're the backup?" the Maverick said, straightening its baboon-like body to get a better look at Giro protected with Model Z. "Those Guardians put up a good fight; I like that. But they sent you to finish us off? That's insulting."

"Do you know how many innocent lives you've put into danger?" Girouette demanded, starting to feel a bit unnerved that the Maverick seemed to be so calm over the situation at hand.

"I stopped counting at fifty." The Pseudoroid claimed maliciously. "It's been much more than that though, I'm afraid to admit."

"You're a monster!" Girouette declared, raising the zetasaber to attack. "Who are you?!"

The Pseudoroid gave a chuckle that did not ease Girouette's thoughts at the least. "You can call me Purprill the Mandroid, if you wish to scream my name as you think of atoning for my 'massacre' and the 'death of hundreds of humans and Reploids'." The Pseudoroid told Girouette coldly. "Before you start lashing though, I wish to direct your attention to a certain little toy I picked up. Do you like it?"

Girouette looked at the Pseudoroid before looking over to where Purprill was motioning to. When Giro saw what it was, his systems nearly froze. There laying on the ground, was a small human girl with long light brown hair that covered her face. Her once rather pretty clothes were torn and blood stained as if she had been cornered by several Mavericks that she couldn't shake off. Purprill had surrounded her with three large bombs, surely able to go off at any moment if the Pseudoroid wanted to.

"You captured a human?!" Girouette demanded, absolutely outraged.

"Ah, ah, ah…" Purprill taunted. "One step closer and she'll be blown high into the sky."

'Think rationally Giro. Enough innocents have been hurt today, would you like to add another to that list? Likewise, if this Pseudoroid isn't taken down, who's to say that he'll do that same another day?'

Girouette ground his teeth together as he attempted to think the situation out carefully. Suddenly, the Reploid had an idea and it gave him the will to smile a bit.

"What are you smiling for?" Purprill questioned.

"Me?" Girouette asked innocently. "Oh, I was simply thinking about how you took all day to create such a chaos then choose to spare just one little kid. Surely there was someone else here that you could have held for ransom."

Purprill recoiled a bit from the Reploid's thoughts.

"Why did I choose her? Is that what you're asking?" the Pseudoroid inquired. Girouette nodded patiently.

"She doesn't look to come from a family of high stature." Giro pointed out. "Surely if you were doing this for a monetary reason, you would have chosen someone more pampered?"

The Pseudoroid seemed to smirk a bit as it took a look from the girl then back to Giro.

"What made you want to spare her?" Girouette asked. "If not for the money, assuming for a minute that you wanted more than just the destructions of hundreds, and that you've had another reason; why her?"

"Perhaps…" Purprill slowly started to say, "She reminded me of an iris. A pretty little thing that could do no harm to anything, how pale she looked when she saw the hordes of Mavericks maul her mother to death. Then, when the Mavericks started to come toward her, she ran and ran and ran until she became purple. It was fascinating to see; humans usually get red, but she became purple. Perhaps she couldn't breathe (I didn't care). When I came to her, she gave a face unlike any other I have seen before, then I took her out of her misery in one movement. It was worth it…"

Girouette's eyes grew wide with a thought that perhaps Purprill didn't spare her and was keeping her body around as a trophy. Using the visor provided from Model Z's armor to perform a quick distance scan of the girl, he was interrupted when Purprill started to give a sinister laugh.

"Turns out I don't need her after all." The Pseudoroid declared. Girouette looked at it with little emotion. "Have the girl. It wasn't her that I enjoyed seeing; it was the destruction. Get the girl and leave, but you must do one thing."

"And what's that?" Girouette asked, raising an eyebrow at Purprill's change of thought.

"Tell the Guardians, tell Serpent over at Slither Inc, tell everyone that comes through this area that Area H is now my territory. Tell everyone you see that if they dare come here, I. Will. Kill. Them."

"Understood." Girouette agreed with a small grumble.

"Oh, and one more thing, before we depart."

"What?"

The Pseudoroid did not answer right away, instead the grenades that surrounded the girl started to pulsate in warning of imminent explosion. Realizing what the Pseudoroid was planning, Girouette quickly dashed to cover the girl before the grenades would go off. The grenades detonated just seconds after Girouette was able to get to her, and when the smoke cleared Giro was a bit battered, but the girl was safe. Somewhere in the distance, Girouette could hear Purprill chuckle as the Pseudoroid went to some other part of Area H to hide in. Carefully, Giro placed his hand on her wrist to check if she was still alive.

Barely.

She was just barely still alive.

"We need to get her back to Giro Express." Giro decided, speaking more to himself than to Model Z.

'The blast cut more than a little bit of damage to both of us. I might be able to get you back, but will you make it if I let go of you?'

"I'll be fine Model Z. If we're close enough, Sho will know. He'll find help, I'm sure of it."

'If that's your plan, then I agree. Let's hurry, however, that girl may be alive for now but if we wait…'

"I know." Giro agreed as he started to get up, positioning the girl so it was easier to carry her. "Let's get going."