Another chapter! Thanks to those who read/reviewed/followed/ect. I hope you enjoy this chapter, but please don't kill me for my cliffie! *sprints to SHIELD bunker and slams door*
Disclaimer: I don not own anything except Amy, and the English language, since it is in the public domain. ;)
A half hour into the robot's torture, Amy couldn't take it anymore.
Career be screwed, she could not listen to his screaming any longer.
After fidgeting for 45 minutes straight, she finally jumped up and ran to the lab table, blocking the crew from the poor mech, about to be treated to electroshock by handheld devices, then recorded to see the comparison of higher voltage to his frame.
"STOP!" she screamed, shocking the crew, so intent on their work, they had not even noticed her discomfort.
"What is the meaning of this Ms. Ridiner?" bellowed Mrs. Engelhard.
"Please stop!" Amy cried, tears finally tumbling from her eyes. The defeated NBE raised its blue optics to Amy's figure, confusion clear.
"Can't you see it's intelligent? Can't you see you're hurting him?" Amy yelled.
"MS. RIDINER!" screeched Engelhard "This is treachery! And from such an intelligent employee! I would have expected better, Ms. Ridiner. You've thrown away your career for nothing. NOTHING! This specimen WILL serve its intended purpose, no matter what your opinion!" Engelhard hissed.
"What purpose? All you're doing is causing a helpless creature pain and torment! Cruel! All you are is sadistic and cruel! There is nothing that you can learn from this mech! You already have all the information from NBE1!" she gasped.
"A single sample, not an average." her supervisor replied icily, and pushed the button on her radio that summoned security.
"Please stop. He's innocent, and he's suffered enough already. Please." she begged in a whisper. When nothing but a sneer answered her, she turned to face the object of their discussion. She looked into those soft optics and saw compassion, she saw acceptance and gratefulness. The mech trilled gently to her, and pressed its helm to her hand, which had been resting protectively on the examination table.
"I'm sorry, so, so sorry" she whispered, tears running in steams from her eyes, her voice shaking with her quiet sobs.
Security burst into the lab, several men in black body protection, grabbing her forcibly, and wrenching her from the room, she struggled vainly as she was ripped away, and watched as the mech called out in question, trying to keep her in his sights, Amy watched those optics until the door was slammed in her face.
She stopped struggling, and felt her legs give way. Apparently her captors didn't even notice, as they swiftly swept her down stairs and across floors. Amy vaguely saw some of her colleagues look up, and their faces alight with horror and sadness. A few spoke in a whisper, wishing they had the courage to help. But none intervened.
Amy was carried deep under Hover Dam, to the detention cells. She was roughly tossed into an open cell, and lay there, still shaking and silently sobbing. She saw an outline, felt paralyzing pain, then knew no more.
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