Hey guys! I'm back from the weekend with a longer than usual chapter! I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN anything from the Law of Talos. The only things I own are Kitten(023791) and Silver
He landed quite swiftly now that he knew he had nothing to be wary of Rellik… except for the fact that he's a vampire… but still. He was quick and silent on his feet and he saw Arma transform into a hammer. Well, at least he can see in the dark, he just hope Rellik can't. But if he could,
Well, he'd have a fun opponent now, wouldn't he?
He snuck up behind Rellik and jumped into the air, and like he half expected, Rellik moved out of the way. He crouched on his hammer, intending to put the full force of his body behind the hit, but that didn't happen, now did it?
"Why, you can see in the dark too?" Karl asked, smiling widely. "Can't be killed, you can regenerate, and you have super-strength." Karl listed, his head lowered and eyes closed with a thoughtful smile. "Talk about a fair fight!" He beamed at the vampire.
"Fair fight? You hit me with a boiler!" Rellik defended lowly.
"Mmyes," Karl hummed, looking up to the left, "But you weren't supposed to survive." He informed cheerfully, grinning again. Rellik stared with a low growl.
…What? He wasn't.
"Tell me vampire," Karl said as he launched himself at Rellik, a new weapon in his hands. Rellik stepped back quickly. "You're little friend is a human, isn't she?" He already knew that. Karl took a few more swipes at Rellik, but he dodged again. Come to think of it, except for the punch earlier, Rellik hasn't really been attacking… Karl wanted to see him fight. Not fighting is not fun! "She considers you a monster… a 'bloodsucker'… how then do you take care of her?" Rellik still wasn't fighting back, only moving aside…
And on a different note, he really isn't the one to talk about taking care of humans.
"How could you not hate her? How could you not hate them all?" He finally got the reaction he was looking for when Rellik swept behind him and slammed him into the wall. Arma flew out of his hands, the blade landing in the ground.
"I don't hate anyone. Hatred is pointless. It doesn't solve anything." Rellik explained in a monotone voice.
"Absolutely! Hate is not the solution." Karl quickly agreed with Rellik. "It's the mean. It's what brought us here in the first place." He stated. "Come on, admit it! You're just here because you hate me. Because I tried to kill you and your little friend. " Rellik paused for a while, glaring at Karl.
"You're right. I hated you for what you did. But now, though, I pity you." Karl's wide smile faltered a larger amount than usual, and his eye twitched. "I pity you for your despair. Look here, you can try to use hate to give your empty life a sense, but that'll destroy you from within." What did he know? He knew nothing. Nothing. "You don't-" He was cut off by the rumbling of the ground again. Karl glared at the vampire as he looked up at the swinging ceiling light. Shortly after, it broke and fell next to Rellik, where it created a small fire. Karl caught how Rellik growled at the fire with a slight painful tone, and took the chance to get away from his hold. He swung his leg up and kicked Rellik away.
"Thank you for the kind words, friend." Karl started. The vampire knew nothing. He looked up to glare at the idiotic vampire and dove at him with a malicious smile. "Too bad what you say isn't news." He said while grabbing Rellik's head and dragging him on the wall at a ridiculously fast speed. If that didn't hurt him, then he hoped throwing him through a cement column would. Karl himself stumbled to a stop while Rellik zoomed past him in the air, but he flinched painfully.
Stupid energy.
He quickly looked around for the vampire, and what he found was even better. While the undead being was still down, Karl bolted into the train next to them and looked around. His eyes landed on a small metal barrel that was labeled 'Gasoline'.
Perfect.
He easily put it under his arm and walked out of the train, where he saw Rellik was up again and looking for him.
"You know, I learned something not too long ago…" He trailed, tossing up the barrel in the air, only for Arma to swoop in and cut it in half. The gasoline fell to the floor around them, splashing on impact. "Find a convenient place to fight," He started, catching Arma as she fell towards him in blade form. When she was in his hands, he crouched down to the ground and scraped the blade against the cement, which created a spark, igniting the gasoline. Fire was dancing in-between them now. "Or make one." Rellik held his arm up in front of him to shield his eyes from the sudden light. They stood their ground for a while, and then Karl charged, clashing with Rellik. He swiped at Rellik, got punched again, and stabbed him and got punched yet again in return. Karl saw his opportunity when Arma was still piercing through Rellik, so he took a running jump and kicked the blade through Rellik's body, flipping over him and sent Arma plummeting towards him again.
Bet that hurt.
You know what else hurt?
Falling face first into the pavement, not having any energy to move.
"Oh, come on….not here….not now…" He growled to himself, eyes shut tightly, his body shaking slightly, urging himself to move.
He couldn't.
"Rellik!" A familiar voice yelled, panicked. His eyes snapped open in surprise.
The human came down here, where she could've possibly been hurt?
The feeling was returned to his limbs quickly. And seeing how Rellik was distracted by Del's presence, this was the perfect time to strike. And he did. He slammed Rellik into a cement column, keeping him there with Arma pierced through him and the column.
"Now it's time for me to lecture you. Let me ask you, vampire; for how long do you think she'll be your friend? As long as it's convenient. That's how humans are." Something troubled him about his own statement, but he quickly pushed it away. "And you're wasting your time and effort trying to help her, when you could be free." He paused as pictures flashed through his mind, particular pictures he would like to forget ever happened. He let go of Arma, but still left her pierced in Rellik. "Perhaps we should make a bet…" He turned around and walked away with narrowed eyes. "What will destroy us first?" He asked as he jumped under the stationary train, popping up on the other side. He picked said train up and sent it flying at Rellik, still glued to the column, smashing through other columns on its way.
He stared at the train with a wicked smile.
She didn't know how she did it, but she did.
She survived that explosion.
Scratch that, explosions.
Remember how the crazy ice cream man said if one bomb goes off, they all go off?
The second round of bombs were slightly delayed….
…Yeah, not a fun experience…
But right now she needed to find Karl. A bunch of the buildings in the area collapsed, and she could faintly hear the sound of a fight close by. Kitten immediately took off for the sounds, turning into the building and seeing the floor was collapsed.
Logical thing to do?
Find the stairs.
What'd she do?
Jump down the big, gaping hole.
Not the best of her ideas…
Arma landed on his head gently as he watched a wheel from the train roll by.
"Why do all my fights end in catastrophic outbursts?" He asked out loud, shaking from the struggle to keep the energy to move. Arma looked down at him. "…It seemed like a good idea at the time." He explained. When they heard movement from the other side of the room, they both looked up to see a black blur fly out from under the rubble and land in front of it, behind a rock and out of their view. They watched curiously as the black blur grew into a blob and bigger, before Karl froze at the green eyes glaring at him.
Holy crap, it was Rellik.
He fell to the ground in shock, and sat shaking with a matching smile; not being able to move at all as Rellik slowly approached him.
"Well, that was fun." He bowed his head slightly in defeat. He'd been beaten by a bloody vampire. How humiliating! There was nothing he could really do now because he couldn't move. Well, he wasn't frozen, he could move slightly, but he doubted that would do him any good in a fight.
"Karl!" A very familiar voice yelled, and he heard loud foot falls in his direction. Raising his head, he saw someone that was supposed to be locked in a room racing towards him, not taking notice of Rellik.
"Kitten?" He asked with a confused smile. Of all places to show up and of all times, she chose here and now.
He guessed he shouldn't be surprised.
She was now next to him, kneeling down. "Hey, are you okay? You're shaking again." She pointed out frowning, placing a hand on his shoulder to try and ease his fidgeting form. His eyes rolled over her figure to see newly adorned cuts that were bleeding.
"Are you okay? You're bleeding again." He mocked, smiling at her. She frowned deeper, waiting for an answer. "I'm just out of energy again, Kit. What about you?" She nodded at him.
"The ice cream man showed up again." She sighed, closing her eyes. "Crazy guy put me on a minefield." She muttered now.
"Minefield?" He almost laughed.
"It's not funny! I almost got blown up, twice!" She emphasized by holding up two fingers with her other hand. He chuckled but stopped short.
"Is that why there was an earthquake and an aftershock?" He guessed.
"…Maybe…" She averted her eyes nervously. Something then seemed to occur to her, because she turned her head back quickly. "Why did you lose energy so fast again? I heard a fight from before, but-"
Rellik coughed awkwardly, cutting her off. She blinked at Karl slowly, before turning to face Rellik who was standing about a hundred feet away from them. He could feel her grip on his shoulder tighten as she stared down the vampire from across the room and then let go of his shoulder completely, getting up slowly to stand in front of him. Rellik watched emotionlessly.
Karl on the other hand was a complete mess.
Does she know what she's getting herself into? Probably not, she just got here.
"Kit, that's a vampire. He can't be killed and can regenerate, not to mention he has super strength." He warned lowly. Other than going slightly rigid, she didn't move from her spot.
Now she knows what she's getting into, why isn't she backing down like any human would?
Come to think of it, she hasn't really done anything a normal human would do…
Needless to say, he was confused.
"He can't move." Kitten spoke suddenly. At first, he thought she was talking to him, but then she noticed how she stared directly at Rellik, implying she was talking to him. Way to go Kit, tell him they're vulnerable, that'll surely scare him off. "Would you really call it a victory if your opponent isn't at the best they could be?" Oh, he saw where she was going with this, but he doubted it would work. From what he saw; Rellik wasn't that type of prideful person. Rellik stared at her for a moment, before closing his eyes and shaking his head.
"I only want to escort my friend out of the city. I do not want to fight, and now that I know he can't follow," Rellik started to explain, gesturing to Karl behind her. "We can be on our way." Kitten nodded in agreement.
"Right. Sorry about this, he's quite mischievous." She smiled apologetically.
"Still here." Karl let them know he was slightly irritated. Kitten turned her head over her shoulder and shook her head, smiling.
"Rellik! There you are!" A voice cut in. They looked to the left and watched Del jog in, jumping back when she caught sight of Karl, and ran to hide behind Rellik.
"Del." Rellik acknowledged, nodding to the frightened girl behind him. Karl and Kitten watched with mild amusement.
"H-he isn't going to attack unexpectedly, is he?" Del stuttered, peeking out from behind Rellik. Kitten glanced at Karl and found him still shaking.
"No." She shook her head, "You've got nothing to worry about."
"Or do you?" Karl asked suspiciously, which made the poor girl jump behind Rellik again. Kitten frowned at him and flicked him in the head, hurting her finger more than him.
"Don't scare the girl like that, you've caused enough mental scarring tonight."
"Have I?" Karl started, "Funny, I thought I was just getting warmed up for complete mental chaos." Del shivered behind Rellik while Kitten frowned annoyed at him again. Arma made herself known by flying into the air, making Rellik tense, and flew at Kitten head on.
Now, Rellik expected her to duck out of the way, thinking this was part of the statue's plan to kill them.
What he didn't expect was for the girl to just stand there, and then the shape shifter landed gracefully in her arms.
"Arma!" The strange girl cooed, petting the raven. It was strange to see the bird that almost killed them rubbing against her hand affectionately. He relaxed slightly; still alert just in case they were planning something else. Something told him they weren't though. Maybe the statue was, but the girl seemed relaxed and innocent, naïve even. Now that he really looked, the statue seemed at ease as well, watching the two exchange greetings in their different ways.
"Come on Del, time to get you home." He sighed, turning and starting to walk away. Del followed hurriedly after him, not wanting to be left behind with the man that almost killed her.
"Goodbye!" he heard the girl, Kitten if he remembered correctly, call to them. "It was nice meeting you!"
"Hope to see you soon!" Karl called to them after her, although his statement held a darker meaning to it. Rellik stopped and turned to the two.
"You might want to rethink the things you said earlier. People only cling to hate because they know, once the hate is gone, they'll have to deal with their pain." Rellik replied simply before leaving, Del hurrying behind him.
"…What was that about?" Kitten asked worriedly. Karl stared after the two retreating figures.
"Nothing, just a friendly conversation." Karl slightly shrugged, eyes glued to them. Kitten sat down next to him with Arma in her lap.
"So what-" She was cut off when the ground started to rumble again. As he saw the ceiling start to collapse, he turned to Kitten. Not really thinking about it, he strained himself to grab her arm and pulled her under him, leaning over her and Arma to cover them from any debris from the ceiling. It didn't last as long as he expected, and everything was bright again. He blinked at her as she blinked up at him. Karl pushed himself to sit up and he looked around, Kitten and Arma following after. There was rubble and glass everywhere.
Before they knew it, they started laughing.
"This turned out to be a weird night." Karl laughed, leaning against the wall behind them. Kitten could only nod, consumed with laughter.
"My god, we almost died twice today…er yesterday…both?" Kitten questioned herself in confusion, leaning on the wall next to him.
"Mmyes." He agreed, suddenly feeling drained.
"…Karl? I thought you didn't sleep?" Kitten questioned again smugly, watching Karl's eyes droop.
"I don't." His eyes closed, but he could still hear everything around him.
"Okay, whatever you say… Sleep tight Karl." He pushed away the odd sense of déjà vu and frowned.
"I told you, I don't slee-" And that's when things went silent and still.
"How long are you planning to stay there?" He heard a familiar voice ask before everything snapped in front of his eyes.
Great, of all places to remember, it had to be here.
"Same as always." He replied against his will, being forced to stare at the red head with the violin downstairs.
"I thought as much. Geezy, you could stay there forever just hearing her play, couldn't cha?" The bone pirate asked with a teasing tone. "…Now, I can't stand keeping as close to humans as you do..." Did he really hang around those despicable creatures that much? Particularly her? "Just came down here to tell you the captain called another meeting tonight." Ah yes, the captain. Can't forget him, now can he? Of course, Karl already knew what happens to the captain… "I realized you wouldn't be around to hear the news, so I…"
"Another slip. A sustained C instead of a D." He pointed out suddenly, not really wanting to.
"What? Hey, are you listening?" Of course he was. He wished more than anything right now to be somewhere else from this park, from these people, from her. But he was trapped in this memory.
"Hey, Karl. I know you need your energy back and all, but could you please hurry and wake up already? You've been asleep for like, hours! Arma and I are bored already. And before you ask, yes, we did play an hour of eye spy; Arma's a freaking prodigy at it." An out of place voice drifted into the scene.
That was odd. It's never happened before… And who was that voice?… It seemed so familiar…
"That's unusual; something must be troubling her…" The words came out of his mouth before he registered it. Well, something was troubling him more, but he doubted the memory would let him do anything about it.
"Hey, buddy." The boned pirate cut in.
"Shhh. We're in the middle of a concert, here." He turned his head with half lidded eyes, bringing a finger up to his mouth and smiling lazily. Oh god, how he wanted out of here.
"You know what? I'll say I haven't seen you. Don't ask me why later the captain seems angry with you!" The pirate warned, turning on his heel and starting to walk out. "Geezy, what's with the sound? It's just a bunch of strings weeping…" The pirate muttered before making his leave. True. It's indeed just a cry of strings.
"So simple. So practical." He sighed in thought. "I wonder if I-"
"Hey, Karl, you really need to wake up. Like now. We have a situation at hand." The familiar voice drifted into the room again. He just couldn't place his finger on it. Who was it? It was obviously a girl by the sound of her voice, but who?
He knew it wasn't her; he would never forget the voice that haunts him.
"Alright, then, I'll do this myself." The voice huffed. Do what by themselves? "What do you want?" He somehow knew the voice wasn't talking to him anymore. "No, I won't let you!" It cried. "…I don't believe you." There was another pause. "Are you seriously asking that question? You threw me in a MINEFEILD and now you want me to trust you? You really are nuts, and I'm not talking about the kind in your ice-cream!" Minefield and ice cream? That seemed vaguely familiar too… "I won't let you hurt him. You'll have to go through Arma and I first." The voice declared.
…That wasn't directed at him, was it?
It couldn't have been…
No one's ever-
"No, don't!" Her voice seemed to get farther and farther away. "You can't! Karl! Wake up! Come on- Thanks Arma!" The voice's volume was then multiplied by two and he felt his body shaking roughly. "Karl- Let me go!" The feeling was gone and the voice was getting distant again.
Wait a minute…
'Arma and I', minefield, and ice cream?
It was Kit.
"KARL!"
That's when his eyes snapped open.
It took him a second to register what was happening, but when he did, all he could do was narrow his eyes. Kitten was being held back by two robots, each easily twice her size, which also reminded him of the robots from before. Another robot was standing dangerously close to Karl himself with a circular saw, frozen in place. When he saw Kitten's face, he didn't know what to feel.
"Kit?" He asked cautiously. She looked at him through teary eyes, her expression now showing disbelief. The robots let her go and she slowly walked over to Karl, falling to her knees in front of him and just stared for a while, before she jumped at him and wrapped her arms around him.
"I would slap you right now, but that would just hurt me more than you. Consider yourself lucky." She muttered as he struggled to awkwardly put an arm around her in return. He chuckled at the response. "Don't ever. Do. That. Again." She glared at him after pulling back, jabbing a finger in his chest accusingly. "I thought you were dead for a while." Kitten explained in a joking tone, although the meaning behind the words was serious. "Luckily, Arma was there to keep me in check. Did you hear she's a prodigy at eye spy?" She asked in the same tone as Arma flew down to them, landing on Karl's shoulder and nuzzling him affectionately. He twitched, trying to move to pet her, but he just couldn't move anymore. Arma immediately understood and jumped down to bury herself in his limp hand, much like she did with Kitten yesterday.
"I faintly heard that." He smiled at the two, who either nuzzled his hand or smiled back at him. Movement and rustling in the background made him turn his attention to the robots, where he narrowed his eyes again and smiled. "I suppose we're supposed to come with you metal heads, right?" He guessed.
"Not yet contestant." Kitten tensed and turned to the crazy man, growling, while Karl simply turned his stare to him.
Not this guy again.
"Your opponent had, for all official causes, forfeited. He and his partner have been transferred to the security haven outside the city." The man in blue explained, approaching the three of them.
"Is that so? My, my, lucky me, I guess." Karl smirked with half lidded eyes.
"What are you doing here?" Kitten hissed angrily. The strange man smirked at her.
"We have reports saying that you were with a human," He started, directing the comment at Karl, "But never did I think you would be with our human." The two froze at the information.
"What do you mean your human?" Karl asked suspiciously. The man only kept smirking.
"…You called me 023791 earlier…" Kitten trailed, which made Karl focus his attention on her confused face. "…Who exactly am I, and how do you know me?...Who are you?" She asked hesitantly.
"023791 is a part of our group to defend the city of Taitle." The man replied, ignoring Kitten's questions. She scowled at this.
"No, that's okay. I don't mind being ignored or anything." She muttered angrily under her breath.
"I'm not pleased to be negotiating with you at this rate, but we've been running in opposite directions, I knew sooner or later we'd meet." Karl focused back on the man after smiling at Kitten's antics.
"Opposite directions?" He asked curiously.
"As you're still part of the tournament, it's not my obligation to offer you medical services. However…" He trailed, taking a small, gold circular device out of his pocket and opening it. "That mystical power that makes you alive, or so it seems, has the intriguing ability to absorb other energy sources in order to guarantee your survival." He closed the device with a 'clack'.
…So that's what made that snapping noise yesterday!
"But we know energy isn't created or destroyed, but simply changes form. Therefore…" This conversation was quite frankly boring Karl.
"Yeah, go ahead, keep blabbering while I find a way to move my limbs." Karl laughed, shaking slightly. Kitten chuckled at his impatience next to him.
"…Resuming…" The man glared at him from behind his glasses with icy blue eyes. "…Your hollow body has been, somehow, a better recipient for the Law of Talos than any of the machines built specifically for this purpose. I offer you a trade of sorts: a boost of energy for your continued fighting, in exchange for a proper study of your energy." Karl stared at him for a while, a simple smile on his face. Kitten watched him, concerned, and she and Arma turned to each other worriedly.
"I have to agree Ice cream man, it's a tempting offer…" Karl stated after a long pause, making Kitten jump from the suddenness. "But no thanks, I don't make deals with humans." Kit had a look on her face that silently said: You want to run that by me again, statue boy? He smirked back at her in a challenging way, replying with a look that silently said: You heard me, what are you going to do about it? Before she could respond with a you-wish-you-didn't-just-say-that-face, the ice cream man cut in, making both of them face him again.
"You wouldn't be doing this for me. You'd be doing this for this city, which is technically, no different from you. For its development and rise from the timeless suspension." Karl smiled normally at this.
"You sound like you care a lot about this city." He commented. Could he be the old man's nephew that the man was telling him about in the beginning of his stay in this city?
"It's my main objective here to see Taitle full of life as it once was." The man in blue replied easily.
"A wondrous goal, that's for sure. So why did you come up with this tournament? Isn't it destroying the city a little?" Karl was suspicious of him, and why wouldn't he be?
"A man-made minefield would be perfectly contradicting your claim." Kitten added with her arms crossed. The man's hand holding the golden device started shaking.
"The destruction is 73.6% your fault." He pointed out in a low tone. Kitten whistled.
"Wow Karl, Arma, you two have been busy!" She joked. He smiled at her, before turning to the man again. Arma jumped into her lap again, settling under her hand.
"I swear it wasn't intentional. But really, when did that sound like a good idea?" Karl asked, a smug smile on his lips.
"It was my uncle's choice. I respect that." The man answered shortly. AHA! He was right.
"So I take it that's more important than the city."
"And I take it by your vagueness you're uninterested to settle." The man countered monotone, opening the small device again.
"Can you give me some time to think about it? Not that I plan to restore energy and kill you, not at all!" Karl joked. The man simply stared at him for a while, before closing the machine with a 'clack' and shaking his head.
"I was hoping you'd realize your current status. The competition is going to a wiry path that no one unable to move their own limbs should ever go." The man turned to Kitten once again. "Come along 023791, it's obvious we won't get any cooperation from him." With that he turned around and started to walk away. Karl turned his head to Kitten to see she hadn't moved at all, and had a confused expression on her face. The man turned back around when he realized she wasn't following him. "023791, come on." She didn't move. "02-"
"You think I'm going to follow you?" She asked doubtfully.
"Yes. I'm your commanding officer. You-"
"What are you talking about?" Kitten asked, frowning annoyed.
"You will-" She cut him off.
"Listen, I don't remember anything from before I woke up yesterday, so you can't really expect me to follow whatever you say…"
"You don't trust us?" He asked monotone.
"No." She deadpanned in reply. Karl was watching the exchange, switching his gaze between the two.
"You should trust us, we've always been there for you." At that she laughed.
"Oh, please. When I woke up yesterday, he was there to greet me, not you." She gestured to Karl. "He and Arma have been giving a better job of watching over me than you have." His gaze switched back to the man to see his response.
"He took you away from safety and is continually keeping you hostage from it."
"I feel safest with them." Karl was a little uncomfortable at how easily she said that. He just didn't get it.
He hated humans,
What was he doing taking care of this one? What made her different?
…Oh right, it's because she herself is different. Her being abnormal is what kept her alive
"They are both dangerous and hazardous to you." She snorted.
"Really? Because I don't see them giving me explosive ice cream or throwing me in minefields."
Oo, burn!
"023791, you're being ridiculous-"
"No, I see them saving me from said ice cream, protecting me from things like collapsing ceilings, and helping me keep my sanity when one of them was hurt." Karl cast a look at Arma and she nodded, knowing what he was going to ask. She really was concerned about his well being… "They also call me by a name instead of a number. You really think I'm going to leave them behind?" The man stared at her for a while.
"023791, you can drop the act, it's obvious he won't help." Karl grew suspicious again.
"That's the thing; I don't know what you talking about!" He could tell she started to grow frustrated. "Seriously, I'm starting to think you have short term memory loss or something."
"You've never been this defiant, 023791, come over-"
"And there's the ignorance again." She pointed out, looking up to the sky though some of the holes in the collapsed building.
"…You really have amnesia?" He asked.
"I'm guessing so, since you know, all memory of my life before yesterday is a blank." Karl smirked at the way Kitten was arguing with the man, and he saw the man himself was starting to get frustrated.
"If you come with us, we'll tell you then. We'll tell you everything you want to know." She averted her eyes to the man's shoes and Karl stared at her. "All you have to do is come with us." She wasn't really going to go with them, was she?
His question was answered when she slowly started to put Arma in Karl's lap and pull herself up, making her way over to the man's side. His eyes twitched.
He wasn't…
…Making the same mistake again, was he?
It shouldn't bother him that she was leaving them behind, he means she is human after all, this sort of thing is expect… so why-
"Now, let's get moving before the-" And that's when Kitten swooped down to the ground, swiping a sharp piece of glass, and knocked over her 'commanding officer', leaping onto him and holding the glass to his neck in warning. The robots started to rush over to her, but she stopped them in one sentence:
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," She taunted, "Your sudden movement could frighten me and make me accidently jump, letting the glass cut into your master's neck." And even though he only knew her for about a day,
Karl kind of felt that this is the normal thing she'd do, unlike the man she was now threatening.
"023791, what are you doing?" He asked, shocked.
"Getting answers. Now, you're going to tell me what I want to know my way or my piece of glass just might get more acquainted with your jugular vein."She warned, pressing the glass a little harder to his neck. He stared at her for a long while. "Now, what's my name?"
"023791." The sharp glass pressed harder to his neck, "Honestly."
"…Age?"
"Unknown."
"Where am I from? Or at least where did I come from?"
"Taitle, and we don't know."
"Parents?"
"Unknown."
"Other family?"
"Classified." The thin edge was pushed harder, making a thing blood trail that reminded Karl of what he did to her the first time they met. "Unknown." The man hissed.
"Do you really know anything about me, or were you just making it up?" She growled. There was a long pause.
"No. We have no further information about you." She scowled before getting off the man and returning to Karl's side, who still couldn't move by the way. The man in blue slowly got up himself and stared at the trio. "I would get moving. His shaking stopped, which means he's going to be able to move real soon." Kitten warned plopping down next to him. Arma returned to her lap. The man himself stared for a while longer, before turning and starting to walk away.
"Why, leaving so soon? Aw, Kit, you scared him off. Alright. We'll meet again ice cream man. Once I get out of here." Karl smiled innocently at his own dark words.
"…Take your time… Both of you. Silver won't be too happy when he finds out we returned without you, 023791." The man replied without turning around.
"Wait, who's Silver? I thought you knew nothing else about me?" Kitten growled in annoyance after him.
"Let's just say… you two were inseparable." He responded without stopping. Kit frowned, upset, while Karl glared, smiling evilly. He slowly but surely raised his arm, which Arma jumped up on quickly. She transformed in his hand while he raised her to his face. The man caught that something was off, and he spun around, stance alert. What he got though was an odd sight.
Karl was sticking a black tongue out at the man, making an odd noise.
"Blegah! Blegah! Blegah! Go 'ie you 'n' y'r tour'eyyy!" Karl said with his new tongue still sticking out of his mouth. Kitten chuckled at his antics and the man turned around once again and began to walk off.
"That's enough to me. I'll let my uncle's 'friends' watch out for you from now on." The blue clothed ice cream man stated while Karl continued to make the odd noises, making Kitten laugh harder.
"Haha, why are they all so… strict?" Karl asked clearly, watching the man and the robots walk away. He doubted this would be the last time they saw him.
"I dunno, they seem like they have to be strict." Kitten shrugged. There was a short silence. "Good point Arma." She nodded, and then straightened. "OH, that reminds me! So I've found a more mellow color that blue."
"Really? What is it, then?" Karl asked curiously, halfly hopping she didn't say Silver, whoever this guy was.
"Red." He froze up slightly.
"Red?" He asked with a cautious tone.
"Yeah. You know, it's like a balance to hate and love." He rose his eyebrow.
"Why did you emphasize love?"
"Well, maybe because there's a 'red-head girl with curly hair, black skirt, and a violin' that's here in the city." He stopped with a sharp intake of air. "So…who is she? Another competitor?" Kitten asked curiously.
"No." He replied easily.
"Your sister?"
"No."
"... Your friend?" She guessed. He frowned a little.
"I don't know…" Kit gasped.
"Is she your girlfriend?" She asked excitedly. He froze up.
"Not really…" He trailed awkwardly.
"But you like her?" It was more of a statement than a question.
"I hate her."
"Nah-uh, don't lie to me! What's her name?" She pressed on.
"…Rachel." He replied after a while.
"Rachel? Well, how long have you -"
"Kit, I really don't want to talk about this." He cut in, not even a ghost of a smile on his face.
"..Why not? Are you guys going through a rough spot?" She asked again. He winced slightly.
"You could say that."
"Oh…what happened?" She asked hesitantly. Karl smiled in spite.
"She was apparently 'engaged' to another human." Kitten frowned.
"Oh…Well I'm sure you guys will-" He had to cut her off.
"She's dead, Kit." She stopped short.
"What?"
"She's dead."
"…O-oh….Sorry." Kitten apologized awkwardly.
"No, it's fine. They both got what was coming to them." Karl shrugged.
"When you say that… you mean…" She drawled, trying to get the story.
"I killed them. Both of them." Karl replied without hesitation, turning his head to face the girl next to him. She frowned at him. "What?'
"My god Karl, you can't just go off killing people," She scolded, turning away and shaking her head. "You have to solve your problems another way."
"Killing people's worked well so far." He shrugged turning to face the rubble. She sighed.
"Do you regret it?" She asked quietly. He stopped short again.
"Every minute." He lied, not exactly sure why. Is it because he didn't want her to think he was crazy and leave him and Arma alone?
No.
"You don't have to lie Karl." She sighed, turning to him again. He didn't look at her.
"I wasn't lying." He began to smile.
"I'm not going to run away, if that's what you're thinking." She frowned at him.
"It wasn't." He answered immediately. She rose her eyebrow.
"Okay, whatever you say…" She shrugged, which made him frown.
"What about this Silver guy?" He countered.
"Well, what about this Silver guy?" She echoed.
"You don't know who he is?"
"Gee, I guess the fact that I said I didn't remember anything from before yesterday didn't really occur to you." She replied sarcastically. Karl smiled teasingly at her.
"Well, whoever this guy is, he's going to be angry when he finds out you don't remember him, considering you guys were 'inseparable'." Karl quoted the ice cream man.
"I dunno, I wouldn't listen to that guy. He's not trust-worthy right now; at least I don't think he is." She sighed in annoyance.
"Well, he's human, so I wasn't going to trust him anyway." Karl shrugged indifferently.
"Why do you hate humans so much?" She asked after a pause. He didn't respond, but she still immediately knew. "…She was human, wasn't she?"
"Kit." He snapped suddenly, eyes shut.
"Right. Sorry." She apologized, getting up slowly. "Well, I'll be seeing you then."
…
…?
"Where are you going?" He asked as she walked away. Kitten stopped and spun around.
"Well, you're either mad or irritated with me, and I've noticed whenever you're mad or irritated at me, you tend to lock me in rooms." She explained simply. "I'm going to go enjoy my moments of freedom while I still can, because I'm pretty sure I'm beginning to become claustrophobic and you'll regain your mobility again soon."
"I wouldn't lock you in a room." He started, which made her head tilt, "I think I'm actually going to kill you this time."
And to this, she laughed.
"Okay, sure Karl." She agreed in an unconvincing tone. He didn't know how to feel about the fact that she didn't think he was going to kill her,
So he chose to ignore it.
"I'm serious!" He called as she turned to walk away.
"Alright, Whatever you say. See ya later Karl!"
"How are you so sure we'll see each other again?" She turned her head over her shoulder and smiled.
"Arma." Was her only reply before she disappeared out of sight.
"Wait, Kit!" He called after her, irritated
"Bye Karl!" He heard her voice echo through the collapsed building.
"Don't die while you're out!" He warned the rebellious 'hostage'/acquaintance. Karl heard faint laughing again.
"I'll be careful, don't worry!" He smiled calmly.
Good,
Because if anyone was going to kill her, it was going to be him.
Alright! That was it from chapter four! Leave a review to tell me what you thought! See ya later!
~Kioku7