Double Action

"Why are you here? What proposition?" Duncan asked as he sat in his seat, and Hubert took something out of his briefcase.

"Duncan Davis. Cat, or to be more specific, British Shorthair. Not married, no children, no living family members, and served four years in the military before being honorably discharged."

"How do you know so much about me?"

"I have connections. Tell me Duncan, what exactly do you think of the Silver Sentinel?"

The cat raised his brow as the dog smiled at him and he replied simply. "He's a threat. Why?"

"And the creatures he fights?"

"What about them? They're criminals and threats to the peace of this city."

Hubert nodded his head and continued. "And if you could fight them with better chances than the average man you would, yes?"

"Yeah. Look, why are you here?"

"…Why don't we go out for a walk?"

"You shouldn't have done that," Mike groaned as he sat down on a bench. He held his side as he waited for the bus and tried to ignore the pain he felt. While the Silver Sentinel armor was usually enough to protect his body from injuries, the beating he received from Ruby and Emerald was so severe it had left him with a black right eye and quite a few bruises.

You are referring to taking control earlier?

"Yeah, I am."

The end justifies the means. I take no joy in the pain Daisy and Abbey felt, but if Ruby and Emerald had defeated us and taken us to the Soulless, all my information will be theirs. The work of the Wise Ones would be tainted by the hands of being lesser in form and mind to them. I will not allow their secrets to be touched by those deviants.

You know for something that's not supposed to have emotions, you sure get emotional whenever the Soulless are brought up. The first time you took control of my body, the night we met, I think I felt some of your anger through our link. You said it was justice, but it was really revenge wasn't it?

Revenge is too dangerous to be associated with. Revenge implies anger. Anger can be an excellent motivator, but can also cloud the logical portion of the mind. I am pure logic,LEGACY replied, and Michael could swear he heard a powerful smugness to it.

He sighed and argued; Revenge is normal for people, LEGACY.

Not for me. I am a piece of machinery. I have no emotions and no desire for revenge. Simply one for justice to my creators.

Maybe you're just so advance you can feel emotions? Mike suggested.

Emotions are not advancing, Michael. Logic is.

Michael sighed and was about to reply when he heard a voice. "Mike? What happened to you?"The Korat turned his head and gasped as he saw Lucy walking over. He quickly tried to cover his right eye and look away.

"Oh, Lucy…Um…Hi. How are you?"

"Mike, what happened?" She repeated, sitting beside him on the bench and grabbing his hand, forcing it away from his face.

"Um, I fell."

"…"

"I was on my bike."

"…"

Lucy wasn't buying it. Thankfully though, the bus soon stopped by them and Michael stood up. The door opened and he took a step towards it, but the white cat grabbed his hand. "Michael, I can tell something is wrong. You've been acting weird for a long time. What is it?"

"…I'll tell you tonight, Lucy. I promise," the Korat whispered, before pulling his hand away from her and walking into the bus. He saw the door close and Lucy's blue eyes gazing at him, confused and frustrated. "I am in so much trouble," he sighed, dropping his money into the box and sitting down.

You are considering releasing private information to her.

I know. I…We'll think of something.

"Hold on. I'm not going anywhere until you give me answers. Who are you? What do you want from me?" Duncan demanded as the two walked over to a truck that was in the parking lot of the police station.

"I understand, Mr. Davis." Hubert opened the truck's trailer and motioned him to look inside. The cat did so and stood beside the dog, finding a large metal crate and a pair of cats also inside. "The people need a hero. Someone they can trust to defend themselves from the Silver Sentinel and his monsters. You're the Police Chief. You're someone the people of Roseville can trust and believe in." As the cat spoke, the two men began to pry open the box with a pair of crowbars.

The wooden box broke open, revealing a large object covered by Styrofoam. Duncan saw it and his left eyebrow rose up. "What is that?"

"A chance to be a hero, Mr. Davis."

Mike opened the door of his house and peeked inside. His mother and sister were nowhere in sight. He opened the door and walked in, before hearing what sounded like someone clearing their throat. He turned around and sighed as he saw his mother and sister standing there, a look of annoyance of his mother's face and a look of sadistic glee on his sister's.

You do realize I could have scanned the house for living biologics.

Shut it, LEGACY.

"Um…Hi, mom."

"Michael, what happened to your eye?" she gasped, seeing him. She ran over and took his face in her hands and looked it over. "Michael, what's going on? You're coming home late, you're getting detention, and now you come home looking like you got mugged! Did you get mugged?"

"No! I…fell."

"You fell? Michael, are you lying to me?"

"No! I…I just fell," Michael lied, pulling away from his mother. "I'm telling the truth, mom."

"Michael-"

"I have to go do my homework, sorry mom," Mike quickly lied, before running upstairs to his room and locking the door behind him. "Ah, stupid!" The Korat smacked his own forehead and grunted as he felt the pain. "LEGACY, we need to talk. I-" The grey cat suddenly stopped as his room seemingly melted away and he stood in a dark room. "What now?"

"Michael."

"LEGACY? Was that-AH?" Michael was shocked as he saw a large creature standing before him. The beast was a glowing, floating eyeball with a silver pupil, with dozens of radiant tendrils of the same color floating around him.

"Hello, Michael."

"W-what are-?"

"I am LEGACY. You wished to spoke with me. I believed this was easier to speak to then a voice. I believe humans prefer speaking face to face. I have simply brought your consciousness closer to my own to make it easier to speak."

"But…why are you so-"

"This is how your subconscious wishes to view me as."

"As a giant eyeball. With tentacles. Really? Are you sure it's not David's subconscious?"

"If you wish to see me in another form, you must focus your mind on it, much like how you focus it during combat as the Silver Sentinel." As soon as he finished speaking, LEGACY began to morph, shrinking down into a perfect copy of Michael. "Do you find this form suitable?"

"Um, sure," Mike replied as his clone awaited him to continue speaking. "LEGACY, why did you choose me to be your host? Was it just convenience because I was close by?"

"Yes."

Michael sighed and sat down on the black floor. He rubbed his forehead as he spoke. "I never chose for any of this. I never wanted this! I never wanted to risk my life every day, to lie to my mom and Lucy, or to get a black eye and bruises everywhere! All of this was forced on me! Can't you leave my body and go to someone else's? Can't you find someone better? Someone heroic?"

"I cannot. You and I are linked. To remove me would be quite painful to you, as I have hooked up directly to your nervous system and spinal cord." LEGACY stared at the Korat for a few seconds before blinking. "That would not be wise, Michael."

"What?"

"Your thought. I heard it. You were considering giving me to the Soulless and hoping they could separate us."

"LEGACY, it was just a thought I didn't mean any-."

"Michael, do you honestly think the Soulless would just leave your planet alone once they have the knowledge I have? They will return to your planet to make your people slaves and strip your planet of all resources. They will not stop until all life everywhere become slaves to their will. They are the worse of the universe, Michael, and you cannot trust them to leave this planet!"

"…I've never heard you yell before."

"I am simply trying to get the point across."

Michael simply nodded, thinking about what the alien lifeform had said when the illusion vanished. He was back in his room.

You have phone call. It is Sandy.

Sandy? "Put her through." LEGACY did so, and Michael could feel a silver slime coming out of his ear. He shuddered as it became an earphone, with a microphone extending down to his mouth. "Hello?"

"Hi, Maishul!" A cheery voice greeted, bringing a smile to the Korat's face.

"Sandy, hi! How are you?"

"I'm good, Maishul. I'm sorry I haven't called in awhile. I've been busy."

"That's okay! Um…So have I!"

"Really? Doing what?"

"Oh you know. School stuff," he lied.

"Are you okay, Maishul? You sound nervous."

"Nervous? Really? I don't feel nervous," the cat responded, scratching the back of his head, trying to keep his cool. The two made small talk, happily enjoying each other's company. Sadly, this moment was cut short as LEGACY spoke up.

Ruby and Emerald are at the nearby train station creating havoc.

"What? Now?"

"What did you say, Michael?"

"Nothing. Listen, Sandy, I have to go. Mom needs my help with clearing the garage!"

"Maishul, wait! I…didn't know how to say this, so I'll just say it. I've heard about the monsters there and how the Silver Sentinel is trying to hurt everyone. Are you okay?"

Michael was surprised but realized he shouldn't have been. The news was always talking about his alter ego, and he should have expected neighboring cities would be too. "I'm fine, Sandy. Don't worry."

"Good. Don't worry, Maishul, I'm sure the army or police will catch him soon!"

"Yeah. I'm sure they will…I gotta go now, Sandy, bye!"

"Bye, Maishul!"

Michael sighed as the earphone turned back into slime and went back into his ear. I'm ready. Let's go.

Combat mode has been initiated.

"Where is he, sister?" Ruby asked as she and her sister continued to smash the train. People were still running out of the area as the two terrorized the place, injuring many innocent people and destroying objects.

"Just keep fighting! He will appear soon enough!" Emerald replied, before seeing a silver figure flying over. "Right on time!" AHHH!" She opened fire at him, firing small green shards at him. The silver superhero blocked them with a shield and tackled her into the ground, slamming a barrage of punches at her.

Behind you.

The Silver Sentinel flew into the air, dodging Ruby's fist. He then flew down, kicking her in the back of the head before flying back. The two sisters glared at him through their diamond shells before they both slammed their hands into the ground.

Two different walls of stone ripped out of the ground and flew at Sentinel. He held up his hands and created a barrier, but he couldn't hold back the two objects forever as they were pushed together with amazing force.

"Look! Up in the sky!" A female dog screamed.

"It's a bird!"

"It's a plane!"

"It's...a robot?"

A bronze figure fell from the sky and landed behind Emerald and Ruby. The metal giant stood ten feet tall, towering over the two. It grabbed them both and chucked them aside into a nearby empty train cart.

"Who the hell are you?" Ruby demanded.

The bronze figure was humanoid, with a male based body, with muscles etched onto the chest, arms, and legs. He had a large, tall head, with glowing red eyes and a blank expression carved into the metal. He slammed his hands together and took a fighting stance. "You can call me, the Bronze Titan. Protector of Roseville."

"…Another superhero?" Michael shouted.

END