I don't own the gorillaz, they belong to their rightful owners.
She had been created to obey his every command. Not programed to think the least, but after her last malfunction something had changed. It coursed though her wires, it was like a sudden consciousness had appeared, whatever it was she made sure that was kept a secret from her master.
With a emotionless face, the cyborg began her rounds. Violet hair curtained her eyes, like it had the real Noodle a long time ago. She stalked though the halls, holding the gun with both hands as if waiting for someone or something to become a target; however she doubted anything would disrupt her rounds. All she could hear was the echo of her army boots, which was surprising. Usually the man in the room about her was banging away at something, she figured perhaps he was actually sleeping for once.
Soon she came to her first destination, in front of her was a thick door. It was open a little so simply pushed it all the way open and casually walked into the room, surveying things. As she looked around she caught sight of the hollowed eyed singer, known to just about everyone as 2D. He was sitting on his messy bed with his back to the wall and his slander legs pulled up to his chest, he looked shaken as usual. For a moment she stood still, waiting for him to acknowledge her. When he didn't she cocked her gun, which quickly caught his attention.
"What do you fink you're doing?" He hissed at her, he was trying to put up a brave front, but she could see the sound had scared him. She answered him after a brief silence.
"You know the drill, 2...D" her voice was just like Noodle's, only different was she was still testing out words like a child, but other than that it was the same. The azul haired man fixed her a defiant stare, and straightened his legs out, as if ready to bolt. A scowl crossed his lips as he spoke.
"Wot if I dun want to" He whispered. The Cyborg raised the weapon and aimed it at his head, her sharp eyes were like a hunting scope. Her plastic finger, pressed lightly on the trigger. A smile lit up her features. All at once the singer crumbled and raised his hands, to show he was submitting to the artificial being.
She waited while 2D cleaned himself up and followed him into the lift. For a few moments there was only silence, awkward for 2D. Not for her though, she wasn't programed to have that feeling. This was a routine the two had, pretty much do what Murdoc wanted or become target practice to his creation.
"Are you like her, the real Noodle?" the Cyborg twisted her head with a mechanical clicking sound, not at all surprised by the sudden break of silence.
"I have no memories of my DNA" she answered in a monotone voice. At that she returned her gaze back to the doors, clinching her weapon loosely in her cold hands. She began to think, enjoying the way thoughts entered her mind. She had images of her killing her master in various ways, a tiny smile appeared on her face.
"Why do you let him abuse you" Once again 2D interrupted the silence. It took her a moment to answer.
"Because I am not real; therefore I feel no pain" 2D thought for a second.
"But you are..." He paused
"Were a person. That's not right". The lift beeped as it reached the floor it was suppose to. She didn't say another word, finally 2D shrugged and got out of the cramped lift. She hit the button of the lift and let the doors close. She stood there alone as thoughts began to move though her mind about 2D's words, She bowed her head and began planning.
Okay, second chapter. I know I have a few punctuation errors, but I'm going to work to fix that. Other then that what you guys think of this chapter?