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Chapter 11

Timmy's POV

I awoke to the sound of a cell phone ringing. I realized it was mine and pulled it out of my pocket. I rubbed my head and answered the call.

"Hello?" I asked groggily. Where was I?

Then the memories came back. I had fainted when Digit told me that Tech was a...

Cyborg.

And she was at the Cyborg Draft.

I thought about her beautiful teal eyes, care-free smile, and perfect magenta hair. Beneath all that she was a cyborg.

I squeezed my eyes shut to push the thoughts away. "Hello?!" I asked into the phone again.

The voice that came out of my phone wasn't one that I had expected. "Prince Timothy." I didn't know whose voice that was.

I cringed when he said my real name. "Yes? What do you need?" I asked into the phone.

"Prince, we need you back at the palace. Hurry. There is chaos here." He sniffled. "There has also been a death."

I was still on the topic of not knowing who this guy was. "And you are?" I was still clearly confused about who this man was. "It's not important. What is important is that-" He stopped talking. The signal was cut. "Damn." I whispered.

"Who was that?" Digit asked from behind me. She sat on the edge of the sidewalk, playing with a small pebble which compared to her size was about as big as her head.

I brushed imaginary dirt off of my hoodie. "I don't know." I responded. A small feeling of realization emerged. I pushed the feeling away. They probably just wanted me home to celebrate a toast about having Queen Electra out of our hair for good.

I just had to convince myself that.

Digit's eyebrow raised. But she shrugged. "Whatever. Anyway, we have to get Tech!" She threw her hands up in the air. "Who knows what is happening to her!"

"Digit, let's go to the palace first and then we'll find Tech. OK?" I tried to reason with her.

She crossed her arms and squinted her eyes. "Come on! We have to find Tech! She could be in trouble!"

I thought again about Tech. Her care-free smile...

"I'm sorry. But Digit I swear that I'll only be there about five minutes at the most, ok?"

She looked up at me with sad eyes. "Fine. But if we can't save her I'm blaming it on you!"

I smiled. "Ok." We started walking quickly to the Palace.

Tech's POV

Radius left me alone in my white room to think about all the things he had explained to me. Cyborg, Zenithian, princess, fairy. Those words kept floating through my mind. I balled my metal hand into a fist. "Damn you Queen Electra." I whispered under my breath.

"I'll kill you if it's the last thing I'll do." I said, slightly louder than last time but still not loud enough for a passerby to hear.

I stood up and pulled my purple gloves off. Flexing my hands I could see what Radius's desperate attempt at saving the princess had cost me. My confidence. My self-respect. I always thought I was as horrible as the people treated me.

But that was going to change.

But did I want to change?

I was just a mechanic. Nothing more than a measly cyborg that fixed and invented technology for a living. No...for a life. A cyborg with freedom.

And I wanted to throw that all out of the window to become a Princess.

To become a completely different person.

To be famous for taking down Electra and saving Zenith.

What am I going to choose?

I ran my fingers though my magenta hair and sighed deeply.

I didn't know what to do. Ether seek revenge for the unfairness the Electra did to me and my kingdom or just go back to be...Tech. And I was going to find Timmy. Something about him...just seemed right.

I needed more time to decide. I looked up to where the ceiling met the wall and noticed a large air vent.

One perfect for escape.

I took off my shoe and chucked it at the nearby camera watching my every move. The shoe collided head on with the camera and shattered it into tiny bits. I quickly pulled on the pink shoe and dragged the velvet chair over to the wall. I stood on it and carefully unscrewed the blots from the vent. I popped off the covering and heaved myself into the vent. I crawled down the vent until I was in front of a trash chute. I slid down and landed on a small box. I was out of there. But just until I decided what to do.

I was free.

Aww...I liked writing this chapter. I thought it would be cute to have Timmy think of Tech all the time and vise-versa. :)