Chapter 1
DANbot, a.k.a. Directing Active Network Robot, was awake. For the first time, he could execute his directive. Launch RAAR bots. The RAAR bots were under his control. And it was his job to lock down the ship during a rebellion. He was now active. Thus, there must be a rebellion. Activate system check. DAN ran a system check on all RAAR bots. A few were down, but otherwise the bots were combat ready. "Launch" The command rang out. He would put these filthy humans out of the way. Safety was allegedly Auto's Directive. His was the exact opposite. Eliminate the threat by all means necessary. RAAR bots moved toward the main deck. It was time.
EVE flew toward the LIDO deck at full speed. She was trying to complete her check as soon as possible. Sam said he had an upgrade to the current EVE model and he wanted her to test it. Now, when he said this, Wall-e had literally flipped. EVE calmed him down with a spark (robot kiss) and explained it would be nothing major, but it was obvious he was still nervous. She raced around the deck, doing her last checks, and left the deck, heading for the elevator. In the bridge she did the standard check then stopped. Something was wrong. She couldn't figure it out at first. There! It was… Lord no, Auto! EVE moved closer to Auto. Somewhere in the span of the four seconds it occurred to her that the technician who put a taser on Auto must have been awfully stupid. The glowing red light roused her curiosity. She knew that he could have been off, so why…
Auto turned. Activate RAAR systems. EVE flew away, toward the window and out it, leaving a two foot gap in the glass. Escape was all that mattered she must… Wall-e!! No! She raced in the direction of the door they had entered from. "EEEE-Vaaah!!" Wall-e's voice rang out beneath her. She looked downward. Wall-e was racing through the grass and trash to her. The rest of the group followed him more slowly. The Captain and Sam were both looking at the red glow that filled the bridge. A shrill boom rang through the area, as doors all over the ship closed and locked. "No!" EVE cried. She was now the only one, save a few other EVE probes that Sam had back home, that could stop the autopilot, whatever he had planned. She looked at Wall-e, who stared back questioningly. "Eva?" Obviously curious, EVE was fine, he was fine, everyone else was fine, so what was wrong. EVE just looked at him, sparked him, and started toward the others. Both the captain and Sam spoke at the same time. "What's wrong? Is it Auto?" EVE remained still. "RAAR" "war, what?" Sam obviously had no clue. But the captain seemed to have the idea. "RAAR, Rapid Attack And Response. Auto designed them to control a mass revolt should one occur. Fortunately there never was one, and, seeing this as a thread to her human creators, EVE had reported the production to the captain at the time. He had ordered full shutdown, and well… you know the story from there. She looked at Sam with a certain degree of… Uncertainty, no. This emotion thing was still new to her, and she didn't have names for everything. He made her feel uncomfortable. She had, in essence, made him who he was, though that was hardly a bad thing. He and the captain started talking about ways to get in and deactivate Auto. She heard Wall-e again, attempting, unsuccessfully, to make a garbage cube out of a gel-like substance left after humans left the first time. She giggled. Wall-e made a defeated sound that was somewhat like a fart. He opened his garbage door and emptied the… goo, on the ground. She laughed and scooped him up, and flew home.
Wall-e loved it when EVE carried him and flew. It was his two of his favorite things; EVE, and flying, together. It reminded him of the time he saved the plant from the escape pod. But then he could fly too. Not now though, but that was okay. He still had EVE. She landed and turned to take care of some flowers that had started growing by the truck. Wall-e suddenly felt nervous. He scurried over to EVE. She looked, sad. "Ee-va?" She looked at him, smiled (with her eyes, after all, she doesn't have a mouth), and went inside the truck. Wall-e, ever so curious and worried about his love, followed. Wall-e looked at his pet cockroach, which was scuttling around EVE.
Wall-e was hiding behind the tire. His pet roach scurried up to EVE. She whirled around and shot him. Wall-e popped up, worried for his pet. The roach, however, merely climbed up out of the hole, and cleaned himself of. EVE was curious, after all, this was only her third visit to a terrestrial planet, and a living thing, let alone one who could survive a Quasar Lazar Cannon shot. This only heightened her curiosity. She transformed her gun into an arm, slid out her fingers, and lowered her hand down to the roach. Wall-e relaxed, feeling his pet was safe. This strange robot was amazing. Shiny too. His roach crawled up her smooth arm, slipping and sliding the whole way, jumping to her other arm and sliding in between her head and body. She giggled at the little roach and the "feeling". That giggle won Wall-e over. It was too much; he laughed too. Opps. Big mistake. Wall-e ran from tire pile to tire pile hiding from her laser. Finally, there was nowhere left to run to. He should have left then and there. Go home, go into storage (box) mode, and sleep for three days. But for some reason, he didn't. He stayed put. Curiosity killed the Wall-e. Almost. He cubed up and sat there, hoping upon hoping that she wouldn't shoot him.
That was the way EVE seemed now; about to shoot something. Wall-e crawled up to her. "E-va?" EVE looked at him, and smiled a smile that wasn't quite real. Fake was the word. She went to the corner where she usually slept and powered down, leaving Wall-e alone in the darkness. Slowly, he climbed into the storage rack were he usually slept and, after much time had passed, went into sleep mode as well.
Wall-e awakened in a strange place. It was like the Axiom, but something was wrong. It was small at first, but the obviousness of it struck Wall-e like a wreaking ball. It was empty. Alone, nervous, and extremely uncertain, Wall-e slowly moved out into one of the transport hallways. Auto moved along on a track in the ceiling, calling out to EVE threats that would seem almost as dangerous as the taser he was waving around in front of him. GO-4 hovered along a transport track, as if waiting for something, moving along slowly back and forth, back and forth… A screech turned Wall-e in another direction. An escape pod, hatch open, was prowling down the hallway. Now I know this is impossible, but you wait, you'll understand. "Caution: Rouge Robot. Caution: Rouge Robot." Wall-e glanced up to a billboard to see a picture of EVE, fear in her eyes, in front of a STE-Ward "Steward" bot aiming a tractor beam at her. Seeing this, Wall-e being Wall-e, panicked. This was supposed to be over!! A groan attracted his attention down the hall, and he wheeled to get a closer view. He quivered at what he saw, EVE held by GO-4 and a pair of "stewards" with Auto closing in with the taser. "EVA!!" Wall-e screamed, rushing forward. A steward broke off and held Wall-e in the air with a tractor beam. Auto laughed and stabbed EVE with the taser. The screeching of metal couldn't cover her scream, she look at Wall-e, scared, who was trying in vain to escape his red prison. "Waaaallllllllll-eeee!!" EVE cried out. And everything went black.