Author's Note: So here we go with chapter two, I like this story for reasons I have yet to figure out. All I know is that it intrigues me, and the further I go the more complex the story gets. I may be biting off more then I can chew but if I can do a horror one this one shouldn't give me to much trouble. Anyway enjoy!
Android Love
Chapter 2 - So Why Are We Waking Them Up?
"According to the data log it should be right about here…" Copper pointed to a large something covered in a tarp. A big boxy something. Nodding Trowa stepped forward pulling the cloth off. There was a collective indrawn breath from the team. "Ummm Sir? Is that what I think it is?" Tapping his tablet rapidly he glanced from the screen to the boxes and back again, "Yes Cooper I believe it is." Private Malone stood in open mouthed confusion, "People we are under a rather limited time frame right now…so I need them out and ready for diagnostics now." Looking up he frowned seeing no one moving, simply staring in open-mouthed amazement. He barked his command again. "Move!" finally galvanized into some sort of action they began to bustle.
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"Sir, Major Yuy here to see you." Wufei grinned pressing the com, "Send him in." Closing the window he set the tablet on his desk. He stood staring out at the large window over looking the city. "Sir?" came the soft voice behind him, with out glancing back he smiled. "At ease Major," there was a rustle, "I was just reviewing your service record. Very impressive. Not a single reprimand, glowing reports for all your superior officers." He turned finally taking in the figure standing before his desk. Major Heero Yuy was tall, even for today's standards six foot three wide shoulders his strong jaw clean shaven, his red beret sat on a mop of shaggy chocolate hair. His uniform was immaculate, the badge on his shoulder told he was in the elite Combat Division.
"Thank you sir," he said staring off, "I also read your request to transfer into our branch, may I ask why?" Heero shifted, "I would like a challenge sir. The experimental branch is on the forefront for military technology and understanding I would like to be part of it." Nodding Wufei smiled, "Excellent I believe you are the man for the job. I have the perfect assignment for you."
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"Sir, this technology is ancient…I mean I don't even know where to hook this up." Cooper held the wires in his hands looking very confused, he glanced to Doctor Barton who stood nearby rooting through a large plastic container. "What are you looking for Sir?" more junk clattered to the floor. The rest of the team where scurrying around setting up the last of the equipment, to see if they could bring these relics to life. "Ahhh found them!" turning he held two small plastic something's in his hand. "What is that?" Cooper edged closer as Trowa removed the small card. "Looks like an old fashioned sim card…" Nodding he held it up to the light, "It is and I think this is all they are missing." Flipping it he saw the number etched on the side. Frowning in though he walked over to the two tables side by side, baring two very human bodies.
"They creep me out Sir," the Private looked fearfully at the men, "Androids aren't supposed to look so human, they're supposed to look like robots." Copper looked at him, "Now they do but then they clearly didn't, the more human the better. It was only after the problems had begun that we made sure that all synthetics are easily distinguishable." Malone didn't look convinced, "So why are we waking them up?" The doctor ignored the question, in large part due to the fact he wasn't to sure himself of the answer.
Trowa matched the numbers on the cards to the numbers on the small metal tags they wore around their necks. "Who are they?" Copper was back looking over his shoulder, "This one with the long hair is Duo Maxwell, and that one with the short blonde hair is Quatre Winner." Trowa was looking the android over gently touching very real feeling skin, "Where now…" he mumbled probing the head, turning it this way and that; Cooper helping. "Oh here," he turned the head gently a small slot behind the ear visible. "Right, Cooper you take the other, on the count of three." Nodding he moved to the other "One, two…three." They slide the chip home watching as it closed, sealing the slot seamlessly. They waited one heartbeat, then two. Nothing happened.
"Well that was anti-climatic," Cooper stepped back looking to the two still, comatose bodies. A sudden twitch startled them, jumping back they watched as one they sat up straight. Trowa, Cooper, Malone, and the others quickly backed up further. Two sets of eyes snapped open in tandem, unmoving, unblinking they sat ramrod straight staring at nothing. The seconds stretched out with no more movement from the pair. "Maybe they are broken," Cooper whispered to Doctor Barton. The longhaired one shook his head first. "Holy hell I'm awake." He spoke working his jaw fingers flexing, arms moving slowly. "Sure are noisy," came another, new voice the longhaired one looked to his counterpart. "Oh god they dug you out too?" the blonde snorted. Blue eyes blinking slowly he looked to where the others where standing slack jawed, staring at them. "We have an audience," he said amused attention directed to the tall man in the lab coat.
"Hello," the man in the Doctors coat spoke softly nervous, Duo glanced over. "Hi there, how's it going?" he began rolling his shoulders stretching long arms, the other following suit. "I am…Doctor Trowa Barton." The brunette swung off the table standing stretching to his full height. "Captain Duo Maxwell," he fired off a salute, "Captain Quatre Winner," he also saluted. The pair coming to stand at attention in front of the assembled group. Both on par for height, big guys pushing six four and wide through the shoulders. There physic was perfect from there well muscled forearms and shoulders, all the way to the six packs Trowa found his eyes wandering across there abs to tapered waists the shorts they wore riding low on slim hips bare feet standing on the cold concrete easily. "Like what you see Doctor?" The blonde was smirking at him, Trowa looked at him wide eyed blushing red, light blue eyes winked at him.
"They do not act like androids," Cooper whispered in his ear the longhaired one; Duo arched an eyebrow, "Prefer synthetic human myself," Cooper blushed "My apologies," he tossed him a cheeky grin. "So while I enjoy standing around half naked, want to explain why we're suddenly awake?" Trowa looked at him, "What do you mean?" The two androids looked at each other, "We where decommissioned after the war, Doc Hutton terminated us herself." Trowa looked startled, "You knew?" they looked confused, "Yeah why wouldn't we?" The group was coming forward now, curious never having seen synthetics like this. "The year is 2310," Duo's jaw dropped, "Wow that is a long ass time," Cooper couldn't be quiet, "When where you decommissioned?" the blonde answered him, "2040 after thirty years of faithful service." He smiled ironically. They all looked at each other dumbfounded, "Would it be ok if we looked you over a little?" Trowa looked tentative. Quatre smirked, "Sure thing honey…"
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"What sort of project sir?" Heero Yuy was jumping for joy inside, his face reaming as impassive as always. He hadn't been truthful with the Commander. He had wanted to transfer because he wanted excitement, something different. He had heard the experimental branch was into some wild things, actual danger….he would love to actually be able to deal with real rule breakers. All these things he kept silent, Commander Chang was a notorious stickler and he was still on probation; least until he was in for sure. "The highest security clearance we have Heero, you will answer only to me on this. Is this understood?" he snapped to attention, "Sir."
The Commander nodded, glancing to the vid phone when it rang. "Commander Chang," he growled into the receiver. He was silent as the other end spoke; a sudden eager smile split his face. "Excellent, I will be right there." Hanging up he grinned at Captain Yuy, "Perfect timing, your about to be introduced to Project Daisy." The pair headed out, Yuy following a pace behind eager to find out what exactly awaited him.
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"Commander is on his way," Cooper called, Trowa was absorbed poking and prodding the body before him. He missed the amused blue eyes following his every movement, Duo was hooked up a diagnostic machine little suction pads stuck to his face and chest. Grinning as he watched Quatre who seemed to be enjoying the hesitant touch of the Doctor. The tall thin man had his hair pulled back in a high ponytail to keep long auburn bangs out of his eyes, his glasses where thick as coke bottles, but even Duo could see he was rather cute. That fact hadn't escaped his blonde companion either.
"You can't hear the gears at all," he said amazed and he lifted and lowered the blondes big arm. He probed the shoulder joint lifting it and lowering moving forward and back, "Greater range of motion then a human, but not a lot." The assistant tapped on her tablet making notes as Trowa continued his evaluation, he checked eyes, watching as pupils dilated. "Light reactive pupils," he opened his mouth feeling the teeth, "Porcelain if I'm not mistaken, tongue feels very real…" Quatre playfully sucked on his fingers, making the other squeak and blush withdrawing his hand. Duo masked a laugh with a cough, "You can cough? You breathe?" Trowa pinned him with a stare, fumbling with his stethoscope. He pressed it to his to his chest, "Can you breath in and out please." Quatre did, green eyes widened. "I need to see inside," the blonde held up his hands, "Whoa there Tonto, slow your roll." The Doctor looked confused, "Is that English?" Laughing Duo still lounging in the gurney watching the lines on the monitors, "He said no way; your not cutting us open."
"Now see here," he began only to be stalled when two sets of steps where heard approaching. "For real?" Duo sat up uncaring as wires pulled free, he moved to stand beside Quatre, "I though junior over here was abnormal…don't tell the military has sunk so low…" they watched the pair approach. The man wearing the dark navy jacket, gold braid, white gloves, and red pants. The other was wearing a navy pants, and a red jacket like the other one, Malone was wearing the same outfit. Quatre chuckled, both men could hear the almost silent whirl of gears in there heads as there eyes focuses memorizing, learning and storing information. All their internal gadgetry was working just fine, the problem was all this new information they had no foundation to compare it to.
"Commander," Trowa stepped forward tablet in hand, "We where just discussing our next move…" snorting Duo pulled some more suction cups off, "Which is not opening up any one," he leaned into Quatre. Focusing on violet eyes on the taller figure with the dark hair under the red beret, "Not bad," Quatre muttered to him Duo smiled softly "I thought so to,"
"He's all yours,"
"Your truly a gentlemen Mr. Winner." The little conversation was not all that quiet everyone around them heard it. None of them understood. "What was that language?" Cooper sounded fascinated, "I believe it was Gaelic," Trowa said quietly astounded. "Can you speak any other languages?" Quatre winked at him again, "Ahh honey that would take all the fun out of it wouldn't it?" the Doctor sent him a mulish look. "You where saying something about opening them up?" Commander Chang gave the pair a scrutinizing look, "Yes I mean they are breathing Commander I don't understand any of it. This is something I don't think anyone had see in hundreds of years." Duo piped up, "There is a reason for that." Three sets of looked at him expectantly, "Wait…have you not watched the video?" the blank expressions where answer enough.