Lap 1
The Battle Bots
The door stops barely a few inches from the floor and I have to get on my hands and knees to peer under it. Whatever's inside must be too far in for me to see. I stand back up then curl my fingers around the bottom firmly and yank upwards. I clench my teeth and strain as it scrapes its way up. Now, with the door at my shoulders, I lift with my back and knees. Slowly but surely the door makes it to the top.
The door reveals a large chamber of sorts filled with large metal columns going all the way to the high ceiling, tons of dust and a loud grinding sound. Still, in the doorway, I already see the cause of the noise and the mini-quake just before.
On the far side of the new chamber, four to five purple guys are drilling into the wall. In fact, now that I look closer they're not any average Joe. They're Mechanaloids. These Mechanaloids look kinda different from the ones that are used to protect Legion City. Actually, they are donning a deep purple coat of paint, unlike the normal ones which are yellow. Along with the construction tools, they're breaking down the wall with, I wonder why do they appear to be equipped with unnecessary combat weapons.
"Hey!" I call across the room, obviously having a death wish. My voice must have been drowned out by the sounds of metal pounding and grinding against stone. I try again, louder this time, "YO!" Once more they ignore me.
I then do the stupidest thing ever. I raise my Buster and fire at the one that has a jackhammer or something built on its arm.
"HEY!" I shout as loud as my lungs will allow.
Now being attacked, it turns around. Two more of the five turn their heads too. They stare at me steadily. "Stop digging or you're going to bring down the whole ruins!" I continue bellowing 'cause the two that didn't look back are steady going at the wall like it talked smack about their mothers. Not that they have any.
Those three alerted droids step away from the other two and give me a mechanical glare. The one in front takes a few steps. I immediately start sizing them up.
In the middle, the Droid wields a sharp shovel hand and has a proportionally sized crane arm bolted to its back. 'Scoops.' I make the name for him myself. The Mechanaloid on its left wears a jet black wrecking ball attached to a hydraulic piston on its right wrist. On the other hand, pun unintended was an enhanced Buster rifle. 'Dozedome.' Last, the Mechanaloid I shot first. His name was easy. 'HammerHand.' Without warning, HammerHand thundered his way across the chamber towards me.
HammerHand swings his arm down, aiming for a headshot. I've had my fair share of scuffles with the Reaverbots so how much harder could an even less intelligent Mechanaloid be? I easily sidestep then fire two rounds. He deflects them with the buffed up arm. He tries for another go with the head bash. I duck swiftly, afterward kicking the robots' legs from under him. Having fallen on his back, I pin him down with one foot and blast until its mechanical organs are obliterated.
Scoops and Dozedome, seeing their fallen droid brother, rushed in next. Dozedome uses his Buster and clips me on the left side. Taking advantage of this distraction, Scoops gives me a double skull bashing.
"Ack!"
Those hits feel like fire on my head. The room goes black. I feel my knees touch the floor when I drop down. That helmet I saw at the equipment store a few days is starting to look pretty good right now.
My vision comes back just in time for me to roll away from the same move. I'm already on my feet and countering with a hefty barrage of bullets. Scoops take every single plasma pellet to the chest. Shortly he bursts into sparks and flames.
Dozedome, having escaped the projectile onslaught, launched his wrecking ball out of the pressurized cylinder on his wrist. With a last-minute twist to the right, the attack barely misses me. The ball comes soaring back on a thick link chain and I duck it by the skin of my teeth on its return flight. Once he has the wrecking Dozedome makes loud hissing noises. That cylinder is most likely refilling.
There's no way I can keep this up much longer so I charge him at full speed. The Mechanaloid fires for a second time. I don't falter when it glances off of my shoulder. He tries desperately to reel the chain back, but it's too late. At arms' length, I plant my feet to the floor and perform a two-handed uppercut.
The droid is thrown high into the air so fast that the ball and chain follow. Dozedome lands safely on his feet and turns to approach me. I'm not all that frightened 'cause the-
CRASH! Tink! Tink...
The wrecking ball has crushed his torso, leaving oil splattered on a ceiling support beam.
Note to self: Wear majorly cushioned gloves before trying another one of those uppercuts. They mega hurt! I see some knuckle flesh ripped away and a couple of wounds bleeding a bit. I wince and continue shaking the sting out of my hand. I grit my teeth through the savage grind of tools on metal. The last two Mechanaloids I didn't have the pleasure of battling yet were still at work in the same spot.
I examine their features before confronting them this time. One on the right was nothing special, all it had was a holo-beam drill on it. 'Sergeant.' His comrade is even more ordinary because that is just what he is... until he turned around to change his facial blade! The Mechanaloid prepared to place a fresh new blade into a compartment where a mouth should be. The saw gives off a sharp glare somehow in this low lit room. 'SawJaw.'
Getting the attention of these two was a lot easier than the others. Only three shots and the dirtbots came running, dropping what they were just doing. Taking large awkward steps, SawJaw swung his (uhh) mouth at my stomach. I evade with a backward roll. Before he wasn't able to switch fresh metal blade, but dull or not they are still perfectly capable of ripping through flesh. Sergeant closed in on my left and attempted to thrust with the plasma drill. I repeat the dodging process until I'm close enough to get up and run behind the oil covered pillar.
My foot comes into contact with something. I scroll my eyes down only to see that I've stepped on Dozedome's wrecking chain. Seeing it gives me the perfect idea.
Quickly I blast both ends to release it from him. Now holding the heavy chain in my hands made this plan even more perfect in my eyes. I stand silently behind the pillar while the Mechanaloids approached carelessly. They reached me moments later. As if following the script to my play, they went around on different sides. I choose then to reveal myself.
The automatons abruptly restarted their weapons when they saw me jump out. With a grunt, I swing the metal rope in a large arc, coming inwards. The Mechanaloids are slammed with the inertia of the chain and forced onto the pillar face first. When its spin is finished I waste no time in grabbing the other end and pull tight. I can definitely feel muscles in my arms pop as I strain against them. Thankfully the leverage gave me the upper hand. The sound of the saw blade tearing through the column filled the room.
I had already made it a safe distance away by the time the razor cut clean through the column.
"Timber!" I shrill just for kicks before the pillar tipped over and fell. CRASH! The pillar crushes the wall opposite of me with a tooth-shattering SMASH.
Hundreds of years' worth of dust jump from the roof and floor, making it impossible to do anything but cough and wipe tears from my eyes. After a couple of minutes, the dust settles. I scrape the dirt and grime off my eyelids and peek to see the destruction. As expected the pillar fell on the floor, shattered to rubble, although I didn't plan on the gaping hole in the wall. I tiptoe over the rocks and small heaps of scrap metal. Yep, the wall was given an opening big enough for cars. Then I happen to notice that this is the exact spot the Mechanaloids were so intent on destroying.
As I peer hopefully inside it reveals a passageway and I mentally congratulate myself for this discovery. A few pebbles fell from the top of the opening onto the floor. Before I knew it the roof caved in, forcing me into the shaft or risk being crushed. I'm slammed to the ground to watch helplessly as metal and stone seal the deal of the trap. In a split second I'm up and trying to blast my way out, but quickly cease my futile efforts.
"Now I have to move on," I grumble aloud. There's no use standing around idly and waiting to keel over so I try to find a way out.
Something's wrong with the hall soon as I take a few steps. It's lit. I blink in confusion a few times,
"Where the heck is this light coming from?"
This shouldn't be possible. The hall doesn't have any lights in it, but I can still see well enough to maneuver and even read comfortably. Continuing my exploration, I turn a left corner and find two things that surprise me. One was a bright, extra fluorescent tube light bulb. It's so bright it stings to look at it directly. The second was a sealed door which looks completely different from anything I have ever seen in any ruins.
As always I act first ask questions later and press the open button.
A little screen on the door beeps then blue letters appeared to form two sentences: 'Invalid Fingerprint Scan! Finger scan shut down until the proper passcode is entered.'
Rewarding myself with a facepalm, I punch in some random numbers. Of course, the reinforced door gives another invalid message. Checking it out I can tell that it's made of a highly reflective and sturdy alloy which makes it pretty much invincible to anything I can dish out. I bang my head on the door and rest it there. Out of the blue, a crazy dangerous idea comes to me. It's awesome and risky at the same time, but that made it a whole lot better.
I detach the Buster gun from my wrist and start the process of a Charge Shot. I squat, scoop up some small rocks and metal scraps, and shove them into the barrel 'til they're packed tight. Slowly, but carefully I place the weapon in front of the impossible obstacle and made it possible by releasing the trigger.
A/N: That wraps up the first actual chapter of this story. If you have any suggestions on ways to improve my story or just wanna rag on me then just drop a review. I'm gonna be away for a while and I probably won't be back until the middle of next month. While I'm away I'll upload two chapters. One on the last day of this month and one the first of next month.
I have nothing left to say so until next time, Rock Out.
