Sorry to all my viewers. Yes I know that I've been starting a new story after story but the truth is I can't help myself. I love to type and I have a mind overflowing with Ideas. Plus I know that I may have alot of tests and well ya get the point.
Anyways there are at least two words that are always mentioned in the story. I hope they don't drive you nuts though. Well best get working on YYC. Seeya!
-LadyProtecta out!
Violet awoke to a dark bleary morning. It had been only a few days since she was taken hostage and was forced to be this heartless android's slave. She could fell the sores that she received cleaning the walls and the electric slashes that stung her body. But somewhere inside there was another pain or more like a hunger… a hunger for her so-called master's affection. No… she wasn't in love with him! No way! He didn't care for her, she was nothing to him. She vowed never to fall in love! But somehow her heart was telling her something different from her mind.
Boy did her back hurt. She looked around and saw a tray with two bowls of… something. Drew was already swallowing down one bowl.
"Morning," he said to his roommate. He passed the bowl of mush to her. Vi poked at it and made a gag like face.
"Leftovers. I made it last night from whatever the henchmen were eating. Believe me, it is gross so try and improvise."
"It doesn't work!" yelled Skittles from the other room. Violet heard a bowl crash against the wall. Skittles crawled through the door with bits of mush on her face.
"I think that was an Witnren Eel that splattered all over my face, gross!" she cried as she shook it off. She looked at Violet as the teen Shrinking Girl ate the last bit of her food with a disgusted gulp.
"So how was your time with Mr. Blank?" she asked.
"Well… it was…it was…"
"It was what?"
The trio looked up to see Brainiac staring straight at Violet. His beautiful and venomous face made her heart flutter then sink. The children didn't move but in their eyes stirred fear. Violet looked away only to find another shock race down her spine. She gasped in pain as she crashed to the floor. Drew and Skittles got up and pulled her to her feet. Violet took notice at the Coluan's cold gaze at the Keonden girl. She put her hand in front of Skittles and gave him a stern look.
They followed him toward around the dark ship. The twins clung to Violet, their eyes shifting left and right at the creeping shadows that looked like hideous large monsters. Violet looked down at her feet, never in her life has she been so freaked out about this ship.
They stopped by the kitchen and Brainiac yanked Skittles through the door as she yelped like an injured puppy. Drew clutched Violet's hand as she peered into the door's grimy window. Brainiac was pointing towards a recipe and Skittles squinted at it.
"Don't you know how to read?" He demanded.
Skittles shook her head and coward back. "I never went to school," she said quietly.
"Fine then you can go clean up the hallway and your brother can do this job!"
The child ran into Violet's arms as Brainiac shoved her twin into the kitchen. She trembled with fright as she listened to the Coluan yell at her twin. Violet could feel her tears soak through her sleeve as she held the child close. She gently pushed Skittles out the door with a pail and sponge. Skittles trembled as water spilled everywhere. At least she didn't have to keep dumping in her sponge. The Keonden girl got on her hands and knees and started to scrub as she splashed through the large puddle of water.
Violet watched her for a bit then turned towards the windows. The starry outer space looked so dark and gloomy. The stars were just like faraway search lights looking for her and the twins yet weren't looking in the right place. She looked at the planets: Erkona, Winth…
Winth was Lightning Lad's home planet. An interesting planet it was… known for its crazy weather that was controlled by technology and the many twins that lived there. Violet snorted and looked over at Skittles in the hallway. She and Drew must've had some Winthen in them.
She could still remember seeing Garth screaming in the darkness as his long lost twin sister's ghost haunted him during that energy storm. The ghostly voice of the childhood nursery rhyme echoed in her ears. She felt a harsh cold hand grab her shoulder.
She slowly turned around and stared into those dark icy eyes, feeling herself fall into his hazy trance. His eyes, his hair, his whole body…was so perfect. He was her perfect bad boy. Was she falling in love with him? She shook the frightening feeling off. She wasn't going to fall for him! No way, no how!
"Scrub the floors, now!" he snarled. He kicked the bucket and continued to stare at her as water flooded the floors. She gave him one look and got down to the floor, feeling the cold wet water soak into her gloves and tights. She stopped for a moment, bearing down the worst pain she felt that ran from the collar and dug straight down into her soul. She felt her legs give in and found herself sprawling at his feet.
"Water and electricity don't mix," she whispered as she struggled to get up.
"And that makes you work harder," Brainiac loudly added, sending another shock into her body. She let out a cry of pain, making him wince. The twins stopped what they were doing and looked at the couple. The only sound that echoed the great dining hall was the water dripping from Violet's dank black hair and the humming from stove in the unbearable kitchen.
"I'm not afraid of you," she said defiantly, pushing the bangs that hid part of her face from the universe.
Brainiac 5 couldn't help but stare in awe at her stunning face. Her cheek bones were perfectly in alignment with each other, both her eyes reminded him of the deep rich color of lavender in full bloom, her dark lips reminded him of the color of wine he would see some of those rich humans drink at special occasions and her skin reminded him of a winter picture in a classy museum with tortoise marble floors ; nothing but a few barren barks of trees was covered in thick blankets of pure white snow that remained untouched by human hands till young human children came barging in, carrying large planks of wood that was nailed to green or brown rusty rails that they called sleds and would race down the hill on them laughing like fools.
Suddenly his retched metal fingers clamped down on the whip and felt something inside of him die as she once again screamed, falling to the floor. He stood there frozen in place watching her struggle. She looked at him and memories of the flower flooded back into him. To his horror, her eyes weren't sparkling any more, they were so lifeless. This so very fragile flower front of him had all of a sudden begin to wilt.
He could feel his circuits spark and jolt as his mind became so blank. Was it all because of this one girl? He didn't want to show her that he was being weak. He backed away, struggling to keep a straight face and rushed out the door, slipping on the wet floor as he stormed out.
Skittles watched him, amused at the sight at the "master" slipping and sliding past her. He met her gaze and looked like a brother who was just about ready to chase his little sister down the hall for wrecking his project that he worked on for 8 hours straight. Skittles just looked like the little innocent sister she was referred to, the annoying, constantly nagging, odd ball, goof headed, clueless, must he mention way too curious and a ball of hyperness little sister. The young Keonden giggled at his tomato red face as he stormed past her. He aimed the button at Skittles's collar and the child yelp as the shock zipped through her. But that didn't stop her aimlessly annoying snickers echoing the halls. She knew it… she sooooo knew it.
"I am not weak! I am not weak!" he screamed as he entered his ever so lonely domain he called "The Lab." No he wasn't going to fall for some human. No he won't. He slumped in his hover chair, his head leaned against the cold, comforting leather cushion as the seat floated about the room. Wow… screaming it soothed his soul…
Soul… what was he thinking? He was a robot. Robots have programs, not souls. Where did that word come from? How did it enter his memory banks?
Of course… that woman in his early processing. He remembered her with a brown leather book in her jade aloe metal hands. She had that smile of a person who life was always surrounded by pointless dreams. Her long blonde hair blew in the wind as she sat in the tall green grass… just staring at that artifact. Books were so out dated in this time zone. No one had use for them; they'd use technology and computers to read. Those leather floppy things would just sit in museums, collecting dust.
Yet she continued to read them. Her voice was in a singsong voice. Her metallic eyes sparkled like a child. He would listen to her read; her voice took in each word like a loving mother would. He would find it boring and would just listen to her drone on. Yet that one poem came to his mind now.
"Everything around me is nothing…
There is no sound…
There is no sight…
There is no feeling…
There is no taste…
There is no smell…
Then a bright light fills my life…
I hear the bells ringing…
I see children running…
I feel a warm feeling…
I taste the clear water down by the stream
as it flows with life…
I can smell the wild flowers in my hair…
I take in a deep breath…
What is this?
What is the word?
How can I describe all this to you…in one or two words?
A soul… I feel my soul… these are my words."
Her words formed in his mind and he shook his head. Stupid, stupid woman. Why did she throw away that gift of power that her ancestor gave to her? She traded it in for that silly dream of being a human. She was a-a Pinocchio! That story… ever since she read that story, she proclaimed that she was just like that wooden item, believing she too would be human, a real live human being.
He wouldn't let that get into his head. He had no emotions… robots don't have emotions…
Yet why was he so stunned at that crazy Imskan's face? She just moved her hair out of her face. That was it nothing else. And why did he turn all red as the Keonden was laughing at him?
Speaking of the kid, he could hear her voice outside.
"There's been a change in me
A kind of moving on
Though what I UsEd to be
I still depend on
For now I reAlize
That good can come from bad
That MAy not make me wise
But oh it makes me glad
And I-- I never thOUght I'd leave behind
My childhood dreams
But I don't mind
For now I love the world I see
No change of heart a change in me"
Her 10 year old voice was clear and crisp as the wind yet every now and then she would hit a C flat, G sharp, A sharp and F flat. He cringed when she hit those notes. Yet her song made him want to listen even more despite her terrible mastery at the beautiful melody.
"For in my dark despair
I slowly understood
My perfect world out there
Had disappeared for good
But in it's place I feel
A truer life begin
And it's so gOOd and real
It must come from within
And I-- I never thought I'd leAVe beHind
My childhood dreams but I don't mind
I'm where and who I want to be
No change OF heart
A change in me
No CHange of heart
A change in ME"
He tore out of the room and saw her mopping up the floors in front of his lab. She glanced up at the 17 year old robot, and shrugged.
"What, my song brought ya ta ya knees, or somthin, din it? Ain't it somthin? My mem mem used to sing in ta me," she said giggling.
"Yes it did bring me to my knees, but in the negative way," he replied through his gritted teeth, "First you are off key; singing sharps and flats everywhere. Second, you don't speak Ain't, it's Aren't or Isn't. Ya you say You. Somthin is not a word, it's Something. Ta is To. Didn't you go to school on Keondes?"
"Nope, I trained in camp. I had no troub with add'in and subtractin but multiplying, dividing and read'n. Bleh. Besides I don't know what ya saying," she said proudly.
Brianiac groaned. She defiantly acted as if she was a sister.
"Do ya like her?"
He looked at her.
"What?" he asked.
"Do ya like that Legionnaire girl? Ya know it's funny, ya two remind me and my bro of a story in that whatsit those earth persons call it? Oh yea. Greek mytholologie!" She threw up her hands, dropping the mop and danced around Brainiac, happily screaming at the top of her lungs, "Greek mytholologie! Greek mythololgie!"
"Brainiac5 what is going on?" Imperix's face appeared and Skittles stopped dancing and dropped on all fours going back to scrubbing. Brainiac looked at her then at the dictator.
"Nothing, the child was just acting up. I'll keep her quiet by inject more of that serum into her. Then she'll behave," the Coluan said looking at the little girl. There was a horrified looked as she polished the floors. Her bright shining reddish purple eyes stopped sparkling as her young body trembled, making the bucket spill right next to her.
"Very good. Make sure it doesn't happen again!" And the screen faded away into nothing. Skittles had tears brimming from her eyes as her lower lip quivered. She looked like an abandon puppy that was being teased by a big dog. She burst into tears and sobbed in front of him.
"I…hic…don't…hic…wanna…hic…have…hiccup…more…injections…" she hiccupped.
Finally he had control over her. God, it was like dealing with a 3 year old meduslian. Those things are so annoying.
She quit sobbing and snapped back to her original annoy habits. Terrific…
"As I was saying, ya two remind me of a Greek Mytholologie story," she sighed.
"Greek mythology! IT's Greek mythology, stupid!" Brainiac screamed. Why didn't he bring out his switch so he could electrocute this brat? Yet this conversation felt like it was going on between two siblings instead of two people. She acted right then and there from being his experiment yesterday to acting like she was…was his little sister! He was her master and she now was treating him as his equal.
"Ok, okay Mythology, see I'm saying it! Geez! Brainy cool ya circuits! Ya goin'n ta fry! So anyways, ya remind me of Hades and Persephone. Ya know aside from Demeter's part, you play Hades, you take her and well… okay so maybe there is some hints. I know that you twos are like them in some ironic way," she said, grinning.
Brainiac shrugged then blinked at the nickname she just gave him. He knew that she had found the stash of sugar-coated mangos again. Usually when she and her brother were allowed out of their cages, the first thing that the dominators had to do was hide all the sugar coated dried mangos bags somewhere then restrain her if she had found the sugary stash. The last time that happened, they had to tranquilize the child twice to stop her rampaging act after she ate at least 12 bags.
Brainiac5 knew very well that her mastery at any warrior skills and weaponry was equal to his intellect. While she remained in the second warrior class, Class A warrior, she acted as though she was Class S, the highest in the class. When he had come in contact with her abilities for the very time, Anita's eyes did not sparkle and she attacked him with full strength. Even in his mecha form, she was still an opponent to not reckoned with. He and some Dominators had found her out of her cage, she was injected with the poison that made her go insane and had eaten a dozen bags of that sweet delicacy that she was very fond of. Tidbits of fruit and slobber dripped from her mouth as she curled her lips back like a mad dog and crouched down.
As a rabid child, she leapt at one dominator and clawed at him, giving him the blow to his face. He let out cries of horror as the girl hurled him at the wall and turned to stare at the other beings around her. Suddenly she pulled out of mental trance, remaining dazed as more henchmen charged towards their young prey. The Keonden quickly grabbed the fallen Dominator's spear and held it close to her as the cornered her. With a might battle cry that rose from her throat, she danced around them, swinging her weapon like a baton over her head. She spun away when they tried to attack her, quickly attacking them within range. They all fell at her feet and she turned to look at her rival… the mad scientist who made her a monster.
The counter parts looked at each other, both knowing that either brains or brawn would win. The human equal muttered a few words and her black and magenta outfit turned light pink with black stripes, gold and sapphire blue chest plate with the crescent of the moon as her symbol of Yang, sapphire and ruby headphones that had the wings of a butterfly on each side and a face mask that covered her mouth and nose ; a high tech updated version of the female Keonden warrior. She dropped her spear, letting it roll away from her feet as she unsheathed a moonlit katana from the sheath she carried on her back and held it at her side as she looked at her heartless opponent.
The robot equal was unimpressed by the child's performance, her weapons were still 26th century seeing that her people had not been exposed to the new age of technology. They were still using those ancient items of "magic" to fight. There was no such nonsense of magic. He mentally entered in all of his command codes and felt a charge of energy running through his systems as his mechanical parts shifted inward, replacing his thin body with muscular type armor.
They both gave each other expressionless looks as they stood, ready for battle, Skill vs. Intellect, Brains vs. Brawns, Sorcery vs. Science, Old tech vs. High tech, Class A vs. 12th level intelligence, Keonden Solider vs. Coluan robot. Brainiac stood his ground as the child warrior orbited around him, her eyes stalked him like a cat. The sands of time slowly fell as the two calculated their chances of striking the other before the other could react. A drop of water and a chirp of a cricket echoed the room and like a shot from a bullet, the warrior turned a corner and swiftly charged at the robot as he fired lasers at her. She spun endlessly like a top at high speed; her opponent's lasers reflected off her blades of fury. He extended his arm and tried to wrap it around her but the warrior child flew into the air like a butterfly, and then dove feet first at Brainiac, striking a blow to his chest. He skidded back a few meters before shielding himself from her sliver sharp whip.
"Nulvetexca!" The girl chanted. Bright light circled under her feet as she hovered in the air for a few seconds. Suddenly light flew at him. He wasn't going to fall for magic. No way. Not this time. He shielded himself and felt only a very small amount of pain afflicted onto him. He shoved her head against the wall, surprised that she had a high tolerance to pain. For at least 10 minutes the battle raged on, till it's life was cut short. Skittles had seemed to turn her attention somewhere else and found herself feeling so drowsy. Her body felt heavy and she fell to the ground with two needles sticking out of her arm, one that Brainiac shot did not give full affect on the child but the one shot from Imperix's henchmen made the warrior fall.
Brainiac stood before her, a triumphant smile grew on his face. But his pride was short lived as he felt a shock of electricity stab him and he too fell to the floor, his programming all jumbled up as he went into automatic shut down.
He awoke in his lab with his body strapped to his table. He groaned and looked around as scientists ran about his lab. He then found himself looking into the eyes of his ally, those cold dark eyes.
"Next time you won't be so lucky," he hissed, spit flew onto the Coluan's face.
"What happened to the child?" he asked, blandly.
"She has been punished; she is in her cage now."
When he went up to the cage, he could see her eyes now, all lifeless as if life was sucked right out of her. She laid in that corner, staring back at him. Her life long scar that she bore for seven years looked freshly cut through her face. More scars and burns adorned her body than usual. Back then, it didn't matter to him, she wasn't his priority, just another creature that had to be taught a lesson.
…But now, he looks back as he watches the child skip around him, her eyes once again filled with light because of that girl he captured had healed her… the Keonden's eyes haunt him… the lifeless eyes that stared at him; asking him… "What did I do to deserve this treatment?"
He felt that it was his doing that she was so sick back then. All that poison and all he could do was watch her suffer. Why was that Shrinking Violet making him feel this way.
"Ey! You kay? Ello! Person! What is that name when I mean brother… ONI-CHAN!" The kid was still there. Brainiac5 transformed into his mecha version, scaring the little girl away. He could feel his ancestor's presence coming to him… but he ignored it; he'll answer it later. He trudged back into his lab and pulled up the screen and watched as Skittles was once again singing off pitch: It's a hard knock life. He grumbled as her voice shattered the kitchen door window.
"Stupid girl," he grumbled as the little girl franticly ran around the large room. Violet walked over and simply sweep the glass into a dust pan and simply started singing to herself: "I won't say I'm in love."
"No chance, no way I won't say I'm in love," she sang, trying to comfort Skittles. But somehow Brainiac saw something else in her eyes. Skittles rubbed her eyes and smiled at her twin brother and they joined in.
"Give up, or give in," Drew harmonized.
"Check the grin, you're and love," Skittles sang.
"This scene won't play, I won't say I'm in love," Violet looked a little irritated at the children teasing her.
"You're doin flips read our lips, You're in love," the ten year olds sang off key. Violet blushed as they ran circles around the room. Brainiac shook his head. Why did she always have to sing? Everything she felt was a song to her and the brats…well as brats they would copy her songs and totally ruin them.
It's all HER fault, that Imskan. As soon as she was dragged into the ship, everything went into total chaos. The children now weren't quiet anymore. The sister twin would not stop hopping like a idiot. The brother spoke up now. Everything… everything was wrong…
He had to end this now!
He stormed over to the mess hall… interrupting that song they were singing and yanked Violet out the door. He pushed her down the halls and straight into the lab so he could be alone with her.
"Yes?" she asked.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" he screamed.
Violet stepped back, her mind going blank; her heart felt the coldness of fear pierce its surface.
"EVER SINCE YOU CAME HERE YOU BEEN NOTHING BUT A PAIN! NO MORE SINGING! EVER! YOU BROUGHT ALL THIS CHAOS INTO THIS SHIP AND NOW YOU HAVE THOSE CHILDREN REBELING!"
He watched as tears filled her eyes. She wanted to be free, she wanted out… out of this asylum. She turned away, struggling to hide her little waterfall of tears that streamed down her face. She walked to a seat and sat quietly as he checked the files. He couldn't understand…
…Why was he regretting screaming at her? Her emotions were like porcelain… one move and she shatters to bits. The words that she had screamed out in tears…those words she shot at him stabbed him inside like a dagger… "I hate you…" They now haunted him. He walked passed her… wishing her smile would bloom once again… just for him. He noticed that she was staring at a holo-photo of three people: A man, his wife and their little daughter.
Violet remembered that night when she was only just a four year old… smoke clogged her small throat, strangling her. She remembered the crawl signal.
"Mummy? Papi?" she called. She looked around through the burning flames, their feather thorns lashed out at her ivory skin as she continued to crawl. There on the floor was her father's body being consumed by the flames. The little toddler Violet knew what she had to do as soon as she got to the door. She shrunk herself to an ant size and crawled out. She then resized and lunged away from the collapsing house that she once knew.
"Mummy… Papi?" she whimpered as fire ships and police cruisers. That was the last time ever had she felt pain. She had taught herself how to smile and laugh again… but now… she was forgetting about it.
Brainiac stared at an image on the screen… it was of the woman who tried to raise him and failed. That slave of his acted just like her… out of line. That cheesy smile matched hers as well did her sparkling eyes. Why didn't she see that her dreams wouldn't come true? Why?
"Is that your mom?" he turned around, by the touch of her gentle hand and saw his slave standing right behind him. Her glance switched from him to the screen, her red puffy eyes seemed to regain their sparkle slowly.
"She beautiful, is she Brainiac4, y-your mom?" she asked.
"Yea… that's the word for her… my mother," he whispered. He wanted to keep that hand on his shoulder and look into those innocent eyes of his flower forever. They sure did remind him of the woman's eyes. He wondered how his mother was doing…maybe she did lose it and went back to being one of his people. Or perhaps she did go insane and will forever be in that cold dark room, saying that she will be human one day and repeating that stupid story again. It was him who ordered her to be taken away… he watched as she struggled, her blond bangs fell over her face as she stared at him. They looked like the Keonden girl's eyes back in the cage, they asked the same words, "Why? What did I do to deserve this treatment?"
Violet let go of his shoulder and began to walk back to her seat but stopped to look back at him. She didn't know what to describe about his personality. He was evil, heartless, mad, a boy chained to a life of order. But then there was another side of him… gentle-hearted, sensitive, emotional. He was two people in one. And for once in her life had she found someone to love. She always promised never to fall in love but then… somehow… she fell for someone… but where was there ever such a way to love an enemy? He was the only one who ever took notice of her. Back in the Legion… she had not only was Shrinking Violet but also was starting to live up to her name. No one took her thoughts seriously and she would always be locked up in the lab… alone. It would have been nice to have someone visit her and just ask how she was doing instead of demanding her to work up something.
She remembered that shopping trip Tinya was talking about. When she asked what time, Tinya shrugged and said that it was already done and went back talking to Triplicate Girl. Violet felt hurt and walked away sadly, wishing she could have known.
But with this boy… her enemy…her crush… she felt so accepted, he would watch over everything she did even if it did bring her pain. But inside she knew that he was a robot and a robot could never give back love. They had no heart so they had no feelings. They had no feelings so…why should she try and say those three simple yet nerve racking words.
"Thank you for telling me, she is pretty," she said, finding herself leaning up to kiss his cheek. She quickly turned away blushing and stumbled back to her seat.
Suddenly alarms went off in the ship as it shook profusely for at least 2 minutes. Violet fell off her chair as glasses of chemicals spilled all around her. The Imskan felt a certain gas fill her lungs and she gasped for air. She hit her head on the back of the plastic swivel chair and fell unconscious. The last thing she saw was Brianiac's face above hers and felt something heavy weight her down. Then the black hole of instant sleep swallowed her mind.
He didn't know why he ran to his fallen slave and had thrown his body over her as a shield and placed a shield just as an acid had hit his leg. He winced at it as he put up an energy shield. His eyes were only transfixed on Violet.
Her pure snow white face had blood drizzling down her cheeks like tears. Her flower hairpin laid right beside her body, just laying there all wilted. He picked her up and held her close to his chest feeling her breathing heavily through the earthquake.
As the quaking stopped, he continued to hold Violet in his arms. He rubbed his face in the part of her hair that was not stained with blood. What was this feeling he felt. He thought that he never had feelings till he met this girl, this small petite girl who held the powers to shrinking inside of her, this girl that seemed a delicate as a glass itself to him.
For days he agreed with the hologram of his ancestor to bring fear into her heart. But as each day grew he slowly wondered about what would have happened if she never smiled. Everyday he wondered why she would look outside the window of the dining hall and have tiny streams of black eye liner tears running down her cheeks and practically ruin her pure white face and he wondered why she would act like this.
As each day grew, he felt himself growing more and more attached to her. He would find himself standing right next to her as she scrubbed the floors or watching her rearrange his chemistry set after little Skittles went nuts and basically blow up half of the table. At night, he would listen to her read stories of Grim's fairy tales, taking in every single word she spoke. Just four days ago, she had dropped one of his chemistry bottles and it shattered into a million pieces. He electrocuted her and watched her pick up the pieces , franticly and cutting her finger on one shard. She winced in pain as drops of blood dripped on the floor. She swallowed hard and raced out of the room, stuttering out a million of apologies.
But then he would have to stop this nonsense. He had no heart so he had no feelings. But why did every time he would hear her speak, hear her laughter, to just see her there. His flower… his little Shrinking Violet.
He gently cradled his flower in his arms to his lab table. In his mind it was nothing but a tug of war, one side raging on that he should kill her while he still had the chance. The other side spoke calmly, telling him about what might happen if he did such an act to a girl who was his enemy yet treated him with kindness and gentleness, the way she was separated with his other enemies… she was different. She could interpret everything he had said. But inside…
He hated her for everything she did. She brought chaos into this ship, turning it inside out including him. Her stupid songs, her idiotic and naïve laughter, her annoying voice that told the nonsense stories at night. Her ways were nothing but poison to him. She was poison to him and his plans. But yet…
She made him feel all-warm inside, that hunger for her attention, the habit of running when she cried, when she smiled her smile, his circuits jumped. Her songbird voice, her sweet attitude, her surprising intellect, the way she made him act different. What was that word… why couldn't he find it… the way she made him feel?
Brainy laid her on the table and began tending to her wounds. He slowly took off her ragged gloves and held her hand to his cheek, feeling the cold transfer from her hand to his face. His face was so close to her sleeping one. He kissed her hand and set it down as he reached for his first aid kit. He didn't want her to leave him… but only time would tell when the Legionnaires would come and try to save her. He didn't want them to take his only precious prize… the girl he called his memory flower. But he didn't want her to be a caged bird… to see her loose her bright smile that made him feel warm.
If only she could hear those words that he spoke to her, "I wish you could teach me about Humanity." The wonders of that life… not being chained to a computer all your life, you had feelings, you could cry, laugh, think for yourself.
"Teach me… my flower… teach me all those things that you feel. Teach me about free will, you are the only one who can," he whispered into her ear.
He looked up to see Brainiac1.0 staring at him, his frozen frown plastered to his face. He eyed the girl lying on the table, dried blood stained her pretty face, her suit all tattered and torn. She looked like a disgrace being in the presence of two important men.
"You are growing to attached to the human girl, Brainiac5. She is becoming more than a slave to you. You're showing her mercy and affection. Look at yourself, you hold her like an insolent child holds her baby doll. She pollutes your mind with those venomous thoughts of hers. Destroy her while your mind is still pure."
Brainy's fingers continued to caress her face as he held her petite body in his arms. He laid her on the table again and stared her, his mind questioning about whether to harm or protect his prize. Brainiac slowly tried to slide the neutralizer deleter into his hand. He held the tool over her face, slowly lowering it to the skin.
Suddenly the fear of the trampled flower came back to him and he threw the tool. He could no longer control that fear. He didn't want to see this girl gone right before his eyes and leave him alone to scream in pain.
"No… this isn't part of my will. She… she is my most prized possession. No that's not the word. She's more than my possession… she a part of me. She's something I can't describe. She's such a mystery though… Leave me be. I have no time for you," Brainy mumbled, picking the Imskan up and carrying her back to her cage, bridal style as Brainiac faded away.
"Mark my words Brainiac 5.0, you will obey me. Your foolish mother's thoughts are now taking over you. But I will have my kingdom… and you will be the salvation of that kingdom to come."
Brainy slowly smiled at Violet who now seemed to responded to every systems. He nuzzled her forehead before placing her next to a sleeping Drew. He remembered when he first met him… the little boy was using magic to escape his prison cage. Instantly Brainy had instantly put an electric collar on the young child's neck and cuffs on his wrists. Drew stared at him for a moment before spitting out magic curses at him before finding himself flung against the walls of his new home.
… that was one month ago and now here he was all curled up on the dirty floor, dreaming of his former life on Reun with his sister and their dead parents sharing a moment together… watching the sun set.
Brainy took one final look at Violet before exiting her cage closing the door behind him. He began to walkout when he took notice of Skittles in her cage. The little girl sitting against the wall, slowly reading each word. She stumbled many times over simple words.
"Sh-e apaired in the atticks and look in-in ide," she struggled to say.
Brainy smiled and opened her cage and walked in.
Skittles looked up.
"Oni-Chan? Brainy what are you doing here? Oh! How's Vi is she alright?" she asked quickly. Brainy had dubbed Violet with the nickname Vi early in her stay and the children quickly caught on.
"She's alright. But your reading isn't," he pointed out.
"Like I said, I'm terrible at reading, Oni-chan," Skittles stated.
"I know and I can help you read better," he offered.
Skittles's eyes widened and she reluctantly nodded. He sat down next to the Keonden, his own rival and listen to her read, correcting her of all of her reading everytime she stumbled.