A/N: I know this chapter is almost a literal copy and past...well the begining is. Reasons 1. I do want that part to be the same 2. i'm lazy and idk when FanFic editor likes to do quick saves and delete half of what i write. I got two hours of sleep last night becuase of this damn computer but i do want to give you guys something to read. If you dont wanna re-read just skip the parts you know. Also sorry if there are some errors again...two hours of sleep. I shot myself with two CC's of coffee just to get us this far. Enjoy :D
Victory woke up early so she would have time to do her hair. Last night she had gotten the news the war was over and her favorite band was going to be in the parade today. She was so happy she'd asked her father to book them. Being the daughter of the most powerful man in the world had it's purks. After her stylist did her hair and make up she ran straight to the lab. Her father always was in there anymore. Just as she went to open the door she noticed it was already open. She could hear people arguing. Gently she pressed her ear to the door and peeked through with one eye. Inside were her father and his assistant Dr. Zulo. She'd never say it to his face but she hated Dr. Zulo. He'd transfered four years ago from Russia to help her father durring the war with Japan. She wasn't sure what started the war but through bits she picked up there was a company in Japan threatening to take over BL/ind.
A hand slammed on a table.
"Korse you are being unreasonable." Dr. Zulo huffed. His accent was light. Victory saw her father step into view.
"I'm sorry old friend but that is my final decision. Now that the treaty has been signed with the Company I feel it safe to give let Better Living know the plans for the future." Korse leaned on a table and pressed a finger to his lips.
"Battery City is still in ruines. It's time to start thinking ahead." Korse continued.
Dr. Zulo slapped his hand on the table again.
"Damn it man! I've been with you for over four years and you have been my close friend for much longer than that, and your going to sign this industry off to some...child?" Dr. Zulo was outraged.
Child? Victory thought to herself.
"She is already sixteen. She is not a child. The day will come when I am dead. I want my own flesh and blood to take over. I'm sorry you feel that way but after the parade it will be final. I'm signing the living will tonight." Korse said firmly.
Victory froze. They were talking about her! Her heart raced. She knew she'd be in trouble for what she was hearing.
"That day may be closer than you think Korse!" Dr. Zulo snarled and headed to the door. Victory ducked behind the door as it opened and held her breath. It was quiet for a while.
"You can come in now Victory..." Korse said from behind the door. Victory sighed and stepped into sight. "It's not polite to eves drop." He scolded her.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to." Victory said not making eye contact. Her voice cracked. "Is...it true? Are you leaving the industry to me?"
He nodded and hugged his daughter lovingly. She pulled back.
"What if I cant do it, Dad?" She started to panic. "That's alot to ask of me and I...I..."
"Relax. That wont be for a long, long time." He smiled lightly and patted the top of her head. "Come, I have something to show you."
He motioned her to one of the back rooms. Something large was covered up with a sheet.
"Oooh! Is it a pony?" Victory teased. Her father chuckled and shook his head.
"Not quite." His hand grabbed the sheet covering it and ripped it off. She stepped back in shock. Her father's face stared back at her with closed eyes. To the copy of her father's sides were two other creatures with childish Dracula masks.
"It...it's you!" She gasped staring at the one in the center.
"Not exactly. It's an android. A replica." Korse smiled at his work.
"It' looks just like you." Victory reached a hand out to touch it. It's skin felt cold and rubbery. "What are these things?"
Korse sighed.
"I was being very serious when I told Zulo I wouldnt be around forever. What I'm showing you. He doesnt even know about. These androids were origionally created for the war. They were going to fight in place of soldiers. This creation would save thousands of lives. I used some old masks from a halloween shop to cover their ugly faces for now. I thought it gave them a scary vibe to ward off enemys."
"It's working on me." Victory said eyeing them up.
"I created the look alike me to attend all of my public functions with out the chance of an assasination attempt . I program it to know what to do and how to respond ahead of time. You can prerecord data on it aswell. If anything were to happen to me, you could still run the company but make it look like I were still alive."
He put a hand on her cheek.
"You are still too young to run the industry by yourself and it would take all threat off of you."
Victory tilted her head.
"If the war is over, why are you showing me this now, Dad?"
He smiled.
"It's just...precaution. Now. You wanted to see the parade correct?" He said changing his tune. Victory's ears snapped to this. She nodded.
"More than anything!"
"We'll I'm sorry to inform you that they rescheduled and we missed them in the city this morning."
Victory's joyful expression dropped.
"However, I can get us a hovercraft to take us to the outer-zone. They are just starting up there."
Victory smiled and jumped up and down.
"OH THANK YOU DADDY!"
"Victory don't run off too far!" Her father called from behind her. She turned quickly through the crowd to look back at him.
"Dad! Hurry up we're gonna miss it!" She called and waved to catch up.
She weaved through the crowd to the front. There was no way she would miss this. She felt a presence behind her.
"Victory, How many times must I tell you not to run off...Especially not in these streets." He eyed them up with a disgusted look. She rolled her eyes.
"I told you we should have got to the city sooner! Now we had to fly all the way out to the outer-zones. There is no way I'm missing this band! They're my favorite!"
She jumped up and down letting her perfectly curled hair bounce up and down. She stuck out like a sore thumb in the outer-zones. She had custom fit boots to raise her an inch as well as the Company gray tailored suit. She had her best stylist curl her hair in perfect curls. Her father owned the best medical/pharmaceutical/cosmetic company in the world. She could look as perfect as she wanted.
She tried to stand over the crowd but it was difficult. She grabbed her father's hand.
"We'll miss it from here!" She pulled him through the crowd to a building with a balcony.
"This is perfect!" She giggled and bent over the side.
"Victory, Not so close!" Her father ordered and pulled her back.
"Dad, Relax. The daughter of the great Mr. Xulanburg isn't going to fall off a balcony." She smiled and gave him a wink.
"That cocky attitude is going to get you in trouble one day." He said with a slight smile.
"When you run the company you'll have to change that attitude. We need a strong and dependable heir. You need heart to run a company…family values." Through his kind voice she could tell the hint of a lecture. He always tried to give his adult talks in gentle tones.
"You mean like those two?" Victory pointed in a mocking tone. Mr. Xulanburg looked over the railing down to the streets to two boys. One was older being pulled along by the younger. Brothers obviously. The older shook his dark hair from his face and kept looking back to the parade. They showed such team work.
"Exactly." He said with a smile.
After a few minutes Victory started getting antsy. Then the music sounded. She nearly leapt off the balcony with excitement. The music was so loud. They played mostly guitar drums and vocals but the piano played over the speaker system. Her father leaned in and tried to speak but it was too loud over the music.
That's when the first bomb hit. She felt a shake as on building exploded. There was another crash as more buildings fell. She looked up to see over crafts in the sky. They dropped little black dots that got bigger then exploded as they hit the buildings. Her father grabbed her hand and led her through the building. Another loud crash and the building they were in collapsed. Victory found herself across the room. Several other people littered the ground. She tried to stand but a large chunk of the wall was on her leg. She lifted it and tried to stand. Hundreds of bodies surrounded her, even the band in the parade scattered the street. She tried to scream but everything was silent. There was a ringing in her ears. She kept screaming just to try to hear herself. Then she heard it… faint sound of Piano playing on the speakers. There was another crash behind her and her world went dark.
Victory woke up to something pulling at her arms and legs.
"What the hell?" She tried to focus her eyes in the sun. Two men in white suits were carrying her. "What are you doing!"
One of them looked down. She screamed when she saw it's face. It was the same Dracula mask as before. She tried to look around for her father. It was like her heart shattered when she saw a single hand sticking up from the wreckage.
"LET ME GO YOU MONSTERS! DAD! AHH! GET OFF ME!" she screamed. The android pulled an arm up and pressed something into her skin. It burned. she let out another yell.
"LET GO OF ME! AHHH! DAD!AHHhh..mmph." She felt her body suddenly feel heavy. She no longer had control of her arms or legs. Her eyes felt heavy. She tried to scream but her body had already shut down. She was still awake but she could feel herself slowly drifting away to sleep. She had no sense of time or movement. Just as the last drops of the drug pulled her mind in deeper to sleep doing its job she promised her attackers one thing.
The second she woke up there would be hell to pay.
A/N: There you go for now. All that talk of sleep at the end really got to me so I'm off to bed. I swear this will be the only copy and past chapter. the rest will be entirely new to you guys. Please Review xoxo
