"Oh Tinky fell asleep." Tinkor murmured in his 3rd person manner.

The inventor face palmed then began to chat to himself, "Agh, Tinky not a bird, Tinky is a um...inventor...I think..."

Tink looked at his robotic arm, cringing he still had no clue about who he is nor what purpose he has, when his true calling will collect him, where he will go from his mysterious past also why he is here.

Tinkor walked up to the door then closed it when he left before he could leave the green defenders hall way a hand clasped on to Tink's robotic shoulder, Tinkor cautiously turned around...There stood Thorne with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face, the inventor gasped in pure horror with a mixture of being baffled, stumbling backwards.

"Th-Thorne, W-W-What?" Tink was baffled.

"I've heard your wonderful conversation with lettuce head you had, very interesting I must say(!)" The alchemist commented sarcastically, putting his gloved had back on Tink's computerized shoulder.

"You Mohawk boy, no defender will believe you!" Tinkor seethed, glaring at his worst enemy.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME PUNY MAN WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING?" Thorne fulminated.

Tinkor decided to sing a small song out on the castle battlements Thorne followed, deciding the same thing.

Thorne# I cannot believe this, everything that we have done for you and you've done for us an appropriate punishment is a massive must.

Tinkor# I don't wanna be here any more this wretched thinking is all I do I can't stand it much longer all of this murderous killing makes my heart turn futhermore feel icy blue.

Thorne# You Terry Tinkor you're a traitor you have food, shelter also water. You are throwing all of this in the faces of the others behind their backs, well we'll see how long this will last. You live here under Sidney and Knightriss' rule you green eyed fool.

Tinkor# I question my self day in day out yet nothing no answer I find the question with whom I am sits in my mind. You don't now what it's like to be Kookaburra nor me, you have something against us that I can highly guarantee.

Thorne# Just you wait until I tell Knightriss she'll decide your unfortunate fate, You don't know what your getting into I know for a fact that this is true y-e-e-e-es true.

Tinkor# I can't even remember my own past, I can't remember who I used to be, what about my friends of old? I can't remember my destiny, what I've become I have no idea. I'm I really in evil mania?

Thorne# You Terry Tinkor you're a traitor you have food, shelter also water. You are throwing all of this in the faces of the others behind their backs, well we'll see how long this will last. You live here under Sidney and Knightriss' rule you green eyed fool.

Tinkor# I question my self day in day out yet nothing no answer I find the question with whom I am sits in my mind. You don't now what it's like to be Kookaburra nor me, you have something against us that I can highly guarantee.

Thorne# Without you the weapons won't work the attackers will get in, you want to betray your little kin?

Tinkor# when I'll leave I'll forget your name you hide your feelings though shame you don't deserve this 'career' you possess you cold cruel and mean just like the rest. All of the defenders help with success, every battle turns into a violent game of chess.

Thorne# You live here under Sidney and Knightriss' rule you green eyed fool.

Tinkor# You don't now what it's like to be Kookaburra nor me, you have something against us that I can...highly...guarantee.

"I'm gonna tell on you both then we'll see who has the last laugh...oh wait that would be me I'll have the last laugh!" Thorne smirked, getting his mace out.

Tinkor put his fists up.

"Hahaha using your fists that's not gonna get you anywhere if you get attacked unexpectedly." The alchemist mocked.

"Tinky is a...well somethin' don't underestimate me...I am stronger than I look as well as smart." The inventor retaliated.

Thorne looked at Tinkor with a 'traitor' look.

Suddenly, Tink lowered his fists then walked backwards, looking down there was moat water. Tink turned back round to face Throne.

"Hit me..." Tink whispered.

Thorne grinned he raised his mulching mace only to drop it, he was unsure if this was a trap.

"What?" Thorne asked bamboozled, knowing Tink would normally fight back.

"Just do it, what are you afraid?" Tink questioned.

"N-No of course not!" Thorne growled picking his mace up once more.