Metrocity watched as Damion walked away from the town square. He was the last to leave, but Metrocity still waited for another hour before sneaking up to the giant pink globe that held her blue family. She had guessed, quite correctly, that her brother would be so cocky and sure that he had killed her, that he would leave the globe unattended. He thought he was invincible.
Metrocity reached into her cape and grabbed her new grappling hook, something Bernard had make from several forks, an old toy, a length of rope, and lots of glue. Aiming and pressing the trigger, Metrocity shot off the ground, being pulled up by the device. She slammed into the side of the globe and grabbed her head with the hand not attached to the grappling hook.
Dropping the gun part and tying the rope around herself (which is a lot harder than it sounds, being well over fifty feet in the air), Metrocity scrabbled up the last few feet before throwing herself over the rim of the robot and breaking through the thin layer of glass that surrounded the control system. An alarm sounded immediately, but Metrocity ignored it, running over to the computer systems to hack the account.
It didn't take long. Living in the same house with someone who shared 99% of your DNA and who learned almost everything they knew from the same person you had learned more from really helps the process along. After Metrocity had hacked into the computer systems, she typed in a few commands before entering the central processing unit, and—
"Hello, Metrocity!" Metrocity jumped and turned to see her brother standing right behind her. She should have noticed when the alarms turned off, but she'd been too wrapped up in her hacking...
"Ollo, Damion," she stated calmly, but with malice and some degree of loathing in her tone.
"You know, it's always irritated me the way you and our father mispronounce words, Metrocity," Damion said, beginning to circle her, and Metrocity began circling round the other way. "Our other siblings all have occasional slip-ups, but you and Megamind... You not only have trouble with mispronunciation, you take pleasure in it."
"If you're going to be different, you might as well make the best of it," Metrocity told him, her hand slowly inching towards her de-gun.
"But if you're going to mutilate a language, it shouldn't be the English language."
"You seem to have forgotten something," Metrocity said, stopping and leaning back a little.
"And what's that?" Damion mocked.
"Sometimes being perfectly correct...is the same as being wildly incorrect." Her hand slammed down on a button on Damion's computer system at the same moment her de-gun went off. Damion ducked just in time, just as the pink orb began rolling away from the robotic creature. A smoking pile of ash lay in place of where Mindy had stood only seconds before, and Damion was lost for words.
"You—you killed her!" he gasped. "Good guys aren't supposed to—"
"And bad guys aren't supposed to be the good guy's brother," Metrocity snarled, pretending not to be shocked in the least that she'd hit Mindy instead of Damion. "Looks like we're even." Damions eyes glowed red, and he launched himself at his sister.
"You're not ruining this for me!" he yelled, slamming her head into the computer system that was now locked and inoperable. "This is the one thing I have that's mine!"
"You had plenty that was your own!" Metrocity told him, picking him up by his spandex suit and spinning him around in a wide circle, his legs crashing into anything and everything that furbished the small space.
"I had nothing!" he shouted, grabbing a hook on the ceiling as Metrocity let him go, just stopping himself from flying out the window.
"You had everything we had and your own skin color!" Metrocity yelled back at him, picking her de-gun up off the ground and aiming it straight for him. She shot just as he let go of the hook. At the same moment the glass of the robot turned to ash, Damion's feet flew into her stomach, pushing her to the ground and driving all breath from her lungs.
The de-gun flew up, and Damion caught it as they landed, spinning it around to point right at his sister. "Time to say goodnight!" But Metrocity wasn't paying attention. Her gaze was locked on something out the window. Damion turned to see what it was, but just when he did, Metrocity kicked Damion off her and onto his own back. Reaching down, she grabbed the little whelp by the throat, hoisted him up, and shoved the gun to his throat.
"Are you ready to die, Damion?" she asked, gritting her teeth.
"Can you really kill your little brother?" he demanded of her, smiling, already knowing the answer. Metrocity paused, her finger suddenly shaking on the trigger.
The gun dropped from her hand and clattered to the ground, and she released her brother.
"No," Metrocity admitted. "I guess I can't. But I can make sure he dies with me." Then she tackled Damion again, shoving him to the ground and listening as the robot began to count down.
"SELF DESTRUCT IN TEN...NINE...EIGHT..."
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" screamed Damion.
"Making sure you go down the way you were meant to—with a crash!"
"But you'll die, too!" Metrocity smiled, taking an extra length of rope from her belt.
"Who says I have to?"
Author Comments:
Think it's over? IT'S NOT! I must get on with this, I really must, but first, to ponder how...So, does Metrocity survive? What about Damion? And where the heck did I put Minion? *Scratches head* I forgot all about that little fish. Unless...EUREKA! And to answer a question from the previous chapter, no, it doesn't disturb Roxanne at all that their children are blue. In fact, she'd be disturbed if they weren't. :D