The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 1
New Life; New Beginnings

"Boomer…?"

Bunny opens her eyes to view a large green meadow. A meadow she feels like she should remember, but she simply doesn't. The skies are blue, the grass is a healthy green, the wind calms her newly extinguished soul. There is a being in front of her in a black cloak, the hood is down and she can see in full view who it is.

The black clad being smiles warmly, showing an emotion he had almost forgotten. "Bunny…" He says. Her ears perk up before she looks at herself. Her hair is brown and smooth, her clothes are purple, and in a radiant reflective puddle she can see her eyes. Purple eyes as well, a royal violet that shows a newborn consciousness within. "Bunny…?" She says to herself, placing a palmed hand on her chest and closing her eyes.

She must have forgotten everything. Boomer knew this was possible, but that's okay. He sighs, the mental transfusion taking a lot out of him. "It's… time for me to go." He says with weighted words, turning to leave this Garden of Eden. "Wait…!" She says, extending her arm. He turns back. "I… never asked for your name." – "…!"

Boomer expected this, but it still hurts to hear. She… has forgotten him. She held on for so long, saying nothing but his name, it's possible that even while chanting it that she completely forgot him.

"Boomer. Shira Boomer. Do you remember anything?" She shakes her head, her clean hair banking at the action. He chuckles a small bit, hiding the pain he's feeling. "That's okay. As long as you're alright, that's enough. Stay strong, Bunny. I may come to visit, some day." He continues to walk off, before fading into electric code.

Bunny is left to the gentle breeze, without a single memory in her head. But she has new memories. "Bunny… Boomer…" She closes her eyes. "I won't forget you, Shira Boomer…"

Boomer's eyes wake up within Black Eden. He turns his head to the right to see the table. Bunny is resting on it, her body is a lot more stable. Her chest rising and falling naturally, the pain born tears dried up and her face looking rather content.

"Boomer… I… you did it; you surpassed even my most optimistic predictions!" – "I told you… I can do anything…" – "Perhaps! Haha! Perhaps!" Cranston's many eyes show a genuine happiness. They are both happy that Bunny is still alive, but Cranston is more happy that he doesn't have to scrap the entire project in its entirety. Boomer is simply happy that she's okay.

"Now what…?" Boomer asks, catching Doctor X off guard. "Well, as far as Subject Two's condition is concerned, her vitals are stable- rising even. I imagine she will make a full recovery and her body will once again become healthy and vibrant, just like her mental readings." – "That's good… but what about me…? What do I do?" – "There is nothing I need you for right now. If you wish, you can do whatever you want." Boomer looks over to Cranston Utonium, his black cowl over his face.

"You mean… leave Black Eden?" – "If you wish, yes." – "… I may take up that offer…" – "Or perhaps, you can help me with a little… project…" – "Project?"

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod-" Brick and Dexter rock in their chairs, completely at a loss of what to do. Lynn is looking out the window, biting her fingernails. Everyone is nervous, very nervous, but they are also powerless. Dexter brought a whole bag of doctor's equipment and surgical things, but he only brought them to feel better about what's happening.

Bubbles is giving birth!
"Shit." – "Fuck." – "Damn."

Brick, Dexter, and Lynn let out coarsely, getting sneers from people across the room. No children are present, luckily. Just very annoyed hospital staff. Dexter is pacing in front of the door muttering something to himself.

"Will I have a girl, will I have a son…?!" He says almost in tune with some kind of song. Though he takes breaks from his lyrics to bite his nails and look at the waiting room clock. A doctor walks out of the hall and into the waiting room and looks at their clipboard.

"Mister… Dexter? Miss… Lynn?" – "Yes?" – "Yes?" They both walk up to the doctor with bated breath, urgently expecting good news, but on the contrary…

"There… are complications…"

"WHAT?! COMPLICATIONS?!" Dexter yells out, being shortly followed by Lynn. "Please Doctor, what kind of complications?" – "Miss Bubbles Utonium requested Dexter and you by name should something like this occur. Our hospital is a bit understaffed and usually a normal abnormality within the actual birthing process, we are more than capable of dealing with it, but this is very advanced, and very urgent. I will tell you on the way." – "O-Okay." Dexter says, his blood turning to ice.

What could have possibly happened?!

"The first baby came out fine. Then something terrible happened." – "What happened- wait…" – "Wait…" Dexter and Lynn pause. "FIRST BABY?!" – "Yes, Miss Utonium is having twins." – "Oh my God." Dexter blurts. "But the second baby, there is a huge problem that we simply cannot handle." – "What?! What is it?!" – "The baby- there is no easy way to say this-" They say, nearing Bubbles' birthing room. "But the second child has been coming out wrong, and has been choking on its own umbilical cord for the past several minutes." – "What…?" Lynn says, feeling cold all of a sudden.

"I'm not sure what Miss Utonium wanted when she called you two, but I would assume it has something to do with your bag?" The doctor hints at. Dexter is still carrying this bag of surgical and mechanical equipment. "Our doctors are trained, but even our most optimistic projections put this at a failure. The baby is in such an angle where both Birthing and a Cesarean Section are impossible without endangering the newborn." – "That's why we're here!" – "You have experience with-" – "And so much more than you were about to say. I designed her prosthetic arm." He flaunts, but quickly goes back to being worried once they near the operation room.

"This is it. I have been given full clearance to allow you to utilize all of our recourses and staff for whatever you see fit." – "Thank you!" Dexter and Lynn run into the room to be greeted by a pained, crying Bubbles upon a birthing table. "G-Guys!" She says through pained huffs. "We're here now Bubbles! Don't you worry!" – "Th-The baby! Please, save our baby!" She says with a great deal of distress in her voice.

The doctors are all standing around Dexter waiting for his word.

"From what I've heard, a cesarean section is out of the question, but we still need that baby out of there, now. Exactly why is a C-Section out of the question?" – "The baby is already too far along, cutting into Miss Utonium now could endanger both of them. There is no easy way to access the baby without cutting way too close to Bubbles' major arteries!" Time is a factor and Dexter is still no closer than these Doctors to finding out a solution.

"What about from the front?" – "The baby was being birthed sideways and choked on its own umbilical cord. It's too wrapped up for a normal birth." – "God damn it…! What can we do?!" Dexter thinks for a small moment before Barasia walks up behind him. Her index finger changes to an incredibly sharp blade. "We have to sever that cord, now." – "I agree. Doctors! Work with my wife to cut the Umbilical cord. She's as stable as a machine, don't worry about her experience. I'll work from the front once it's finally severed!" – "Got it!"

Several moments of intense surgery pass, the amount of drugs Bubbles is on is getting to her head, but the pain is subverting the impending unconsciousness. "Please…" Is all she can say, her hazy eyes wandering around the room. Lynn very carefully severs the Umbilical from inside with her scalpel sharp extension with the precision of a Master Surgeon. "Done! It's all you now, Bubbles! Push!" – "GAH HAH!" She cries out in pain as the baby finally starts moving again, crowning as it finally straightens out! "Doctors, help me get this kid out! It may need emergency treatment! It was in there for way too long!" Bubbles musters the last of her strength reserves to finally push the baby out, but their worst predictions have come true.

It's not breathing!

Dexter's eyes dart around the room before a twinkle enters his eye. "Do you guys have a workshop nearby?!" – "W-Workshop? You mean for machines?" – "YES! Lynn, go to my lab and bring back the mobile mechanics pod!" – "Got it!" – "Y-Yes, we have one in the basement." – "We need to get this kid there now!" – "B-But-" – "This baby has been oxygen starved for way too long! Any conventional means of resuscitation WILL fail! I am an expert at bringing the recently dead back to life, but I need your workshop and my mobile pod for it, and these surgical tools! Meet me in the basement and lead my wife there once she arrives, she shouldn't be any more than half a minute or so!"

Dexter and several doctors run down the halls of the hospital, the baby's unconscious form wrapped in a towel. Bubbles has passed out from it all, and it's all up to Dexter to save this baby! "I won't let you die, you hear me?! You are going to live, I promise you!"

By the time Dexter makes it to the elevator, Lynn is already present with a large cylindrical device in tow. "Good work! We need to make it to B-1!" – "Got it!" Dexter and his group of Doctors and Lynn quickly descend the hospital to floor B-1.

Dexter runs out as soon as the doors open and hands the baby to Lynn, taking the Mobile Mechanics Pod. He slams the cord into a high charge energy socket attached to an external generator stored in this Workshop for Power Outages and it hums to life in front of him, exploding out into a mechanical bed with many different readers and beakers present. "Hand me the baby." Dexter takes the child and places it on the metal bed, putting a single needle in its neck. A white fluid flows down into the infant. "What is that?" – "Nano-Probes. Please, stand back."

Dexter takes another small device out of his surgical bag and fiddles with it on the Mechanical Bed. "Lynn, I need you to make an incision exactly one inch in diameter along this portion of her spine." Dexter points and motions along the baby Girl's back. "Got it." Lynn's finger once again turns into a tool of life and she expertly creates an incision. "Now, I need you to sever this part of the spinal cord." – "Wh-What?" – "Please, do it, we don't have much more time! The Nano-Probes won't react until I create an artificial base for them to be housed in! It needs to go right in the middle of her spine!" – "O-Okay!"

Lynn makes the incision which makes the Doctor's wince. They know that severing that cord will permanently cripple the child for life, even if it survives. But… these are drastic measures. The child for all intents and purposes… is already dead.

After the incision is complete, Dexter extracts the severed piece of the spine and replaces it with a metallic cylinder. After several more moments of intense surgery, the spinal cord reacts to the artificial replacement. A heart beat can be heard on the nearby heart monitor.

"Wh-What?! You… You did it!" – "We're not out of the woods yet. The heart may be going, but that's only because of the Nano-Probes. Her brain is what I'm really worried about! Lynn, I need you to make another incision, here. Into the skull." – "…!" – "I need to remove the part of the brain that control the heart and the lungs, indeed most of her major organs. The Nano-Probes will also take care of that, but we need another Nano-Steel housing in the brain!" Dexter takes another cylinder out of the bag and looks at Lynn, who reluctantly nods.

"Okay Dexter, I trust you…" – "You, Doctors! Go check on Bubbles!" – "Y-Yes sir!" Lynn cuts into the Baby's skull and removes the parts of the brain with such precision that a computer would be jealous. There would truly be no human being on the planet capable of doing this successfully. With the extraneous part of the brain removed, Dexter places the Nano-Steel cylinder into the newly made cavity and activates it." – "Okay… close her up…" Lynn nods and reapplies the skull plate and a skin graft to the child's head.

"Now… we wait…" The baby is breathing and her heart is breathing, but as Dexter said, that is due to the Nano-Probes. Whether she is truly okay or not is based on how she acts now.

Within a few short moments, they can see the baby trying to move its arm. It… was a success…

"Let's take her up to Bubbles…"