Well, buddies, thanks for reviewing, and I'm sorry if these chapters take time, but I'm aiming for quality in the end, hehe.
Lost
Chapter 2
Morning came soon enough, and with it Cait peering through Ark's doorway. "You're up?" she asked. "It's six in the morning."
"I don't sleep Miss Cait," he answered. "My body regenerates itself so that I don't need to," he explained, stretching slightly.
"Oh, well, breakfast is up!" she yelled excitedly, taking off down the halls.
Ark stared confusedly after her. "But, I don't know how to get to where the food is…" he murmured, sighing afterwards. Silently, he opened his door, looking both directions and going the direction in which Cait had run off. He gazed absently at the bland hallways, wandering aimlessly until he heard noise not far down a hallway to his left. He turned quietly and followed it to its end.
He soon found himself in the main room, the residents of the robot going about their business, not noticing he had entered. After a moment of looking around, he silently proceeded to a table where Chiro, Cait, Antauri and Gibson were sitting.
"There you are," Chiro stated. "What took you so long?"
"Miss Cait didn't tell me how to get here," he said plainly as the others looked at Cait.
"I wanted breakfast, all right!" she yelled in response, huffing and continuing to eat.
"Sit down and have something to eat," Chiro stated as Antauri and Gibson nodded. Ark promptly took a seat next to the boy.
Ark looked at the food for a second. 'It looks normal enough…' he thought, seeing numerous manners of fruit in a bowl in the center of the table. "Um…" he murmured. "I don't know if I should eat this," he stated, staring at an orange and purple polka dotted apple in the center. "It might be toxic to me."
Cait laughed. "If you eat apples and oranges on your Earth, then you can eat this stuff."
"Oh…" Ark stated, taking a small bite out of the fruit. He was mildly surprised to find himself alive, and proceeded to eat the fruit.
"So… what are you going to do?" Chiro asked.
"Get home, somehow…" he stated. "Even if I move around quite often, I still miss it," he stated quietly. "I'll some how have to rebuild and recalibrate the cannon I was working on. I'm just hoping it will land me in my universe," he continued. "I'm going to need to find a suitable metal that can withstand that kind of heat, as well as a powerful pair of magnets."
"We have the magnets already," Chiro stated, motioning to Sprx who was trying to defend himself against Nova.
"I also have another idea, but I'm going to need someone else with a lot of technical knowledge to help me with it," he stated, staring curiously at the fight that was going on.
"Gibson can help you," Chiro stated, motioning to Gibson who just stared at him. He started making monkey noises, earning curious and surprised glances from Ark. Gibson then smiled and waved, signifying that he understood.
"I'm going to attempt to make some sort of translation device so that communication would at least be possible," he stated, thinking at the same time.
"Okay, we can get to work on that now then," Chiro stated as everyone stood up from the table.
"We need to talk about what I saw last night," Antauri said in Ark's mind.
"Fair enough, but I'd prefer to discuss it in the open, so I'm going to work on the translator," Ark stated, following Gibson who had turned and motioned to him.
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The events that occurred during that day were not the most entertaining, and certainly irrelevant. Seeing as though Chiro had business to attend to, he could not translate, making lab progress excruciatingly slow. Somehow or another, they managed to create a translator, after a good ten hours.
"Does it work?" Ark asked, looking at Gibson. Gibson smiled.
"I believe so, I can understand you," he replied.
"Apparently, vice versa also applies, Mr. Gibson," Ark replied with a smile. "You are a brilliant inventor, Mr. Gibson, how did you get it to work?"
Gibson was about to reply when an alarm sounded and the robot was thrown to one side, sending Ark and Gibson flying across the lab. Right before they hit the wall, a small pile of sand cushioned their fall. "I brought it in my pack," Ark explained after Gibson looked at him curiously. "I didn't know if you were friendly or not." Gibson merely nodded, taking off down the hall and telling Ark to follow.
Within moments, the two were in the main room, seeing everyone go to their battle stations. Gibson hastily waved at Ark and told him to hold tight, and ran of to his station. 'I'm not just going to sit around,' Ark thought, looking outside to see they were still in the desert. Chiro ran by him suddenly, and he turned. "Chiro, please, let me help," he stated plainly.
"We don't have time, they're invading the…" he started as Ark sighed.
"I'm sorry, but you have to," he stated, looking Chiro in the eyes. Chiro nodded, hitting a key that opened an airlock. Ark promptly leapt out from the robot's chest, landing on the desert below.
The desert and city were crawling with black figures. Every inch was consumed with their blackness. "What are those things?" Ark asked disgustedly, a few slinking towards him.
"They're formless, minions of the Skeleton King." Chiro announced over the loudspeaker. "Extremely hostile, we've got to keep them out of the city."
Ark crouched down and curiously looked at one of the creatures as it approached him. It stared at him for a moment before slashing out with its claws at Ark's face. The claw was a few centimeters from Ark's face when a column of sand rose from under the creature, blasting it backwards. "Interesting creatures…" He muttered, remaining crouched. He raised his arms in front of himself, with his palms up. He jumped quickly, twirling into a full spin in the air as a massive wave of sand burst upward, sweeping in a circle, and tossing the formless into the air. He then violently slammed his fists together as two steams of sand collided into each other, smashing the formless in their way. Ark landed nimbly on the ground, brushing of his robes.
He looked up at the robot behind him. "Mr. Chiro, please deal with the creatures closer to the city, I do not want to use my powers in such close proximity to civilians."
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Within a few hours, the outbreak had been contained, and a battered Hyper Force as well as their temporary ship mate retired for the evening. Antauri was walking through the main room when Ark's mind call stopped him. Antauri did not yet have a translator, so they relied on telepathy.
"Mr. Antauri, would you care to explain where those things originate, as well as your team? I will explain myself also, for consolation." Ark stated calmly. Antauri merely nodded, and the pair staid up into the night discussing one another's past.