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Martin powered down the DS getting tired of playing Pokemon and looked at 47B who was sitting down close to him just staring and not saying a single word. She looked embarrassed, Martin could only guess because of what happened earlier at the water. She should feel pretty fucking bad Martin thought to himself she was drowning the man after all.
"Something you want or you just going to keep staring?" 47B blinked behind her visor and started talking.
"I'm sorry for what I did earlier when you were dropped off. I got to excited about a human being guarded by us that when I had my pod look over any information about humans in the desert and it saying they need a lot of water… well I wanted make sure you got it." She said sincerely. Martin didn't expect a apology that fast but he accepted it.
"Well. I accept the apology now why don't we keep what happened in the sand?" Martin was willing to forgive if she was willing to apologize. Didn't mean he forget through. She smiled brightly.
"That's great! Really am glad you aren't holding a grudge. Is it ok I ask a few questions?" Martin didn't mind through if she wanted to play twenty questions he had a few of his own.
"I don't mind but I go first. Why hasn't the sun moved?" Martin wasn't aware of it at first he was more worried about other things like how he ended up in the desert where the hell is David and holy shit when he gets back he has a story to tell. Through after driving a while he noticed the sun was being very… still.
47B looked confused but she still explained.
"The planet has stopped turning a few thousand years ago, we don't really know why, some theorist say it was magic others the aliens. " She shrugged her shoulders. "in the end it doesn't matter since I doubt it can be fixed."
Martin really wanted call her out on that. But hell they wanted to keep doing this role-playing thing fine he didn't care honest.
"That's interesting to hear. So what you wanted to ask?"
"Well how did you end up here? Humans are on the moon." 47B asked since the earth is basically a death zone for humans with all the machines running around. Then all the weird stuff he has such as his truck or handheld entertainment device that has those strange animals on it. Martin spoke honestly. Hey no one gave him the rulebook on what to say and not say. He wouldn't care if they did.
"Was teaching my younger cousin how to drive, went to sleep and now I'm here. Not much else to say really." He really wanted to know how he ended up here through.
"I don't understand. How was teaching your cousin got you here?" 47B knew what her next question would be.
"I don't have a explanation give you B but if I ever find out I tell you."
"Well let's put that aside for now. How big is the colony? You were teaching your cousin how to drive right? Must be pretty big for him to operate a vehicle get around." Martin didn't know.
"Can't tell you never came from the moon. Born here on earth." 47B flinched back as if she was hit. Wasn't born on the moon? Humans left the earth thousands of years ago how could he have not been there?
"I don't understand that. Humans left the earth a long time ago how can't you be from the moon?" She asked curious.
"Come on you know why. Humans never left the earth were still here just messing around the planet, you know? A bunch of aliens isn't going to send us packing. Especially since none of them are here." Martin did believe in the existence of other sentient life forms out in space but he didn't believe they were capable of space flight. But hell if he knew right? Maybe they just didn't want the burden of making mankind spacefaring.
"I'm going to have to disagree with you on that Martin." He flinched back in surprise his heartbeat shooting through the roof in shock. He completely forgot about the other woman. Martin looked at her and edge away noticing she was standing far to close him. Goddamn was sand getting into places he didn't want it.
"Woah give me a little space yeah? So saying there's humans on the moon what's the proof?" Martin asked wanting to hear the explanation she would give.
"My proof is that were fighting for them. We send supplies to them and they send messages back." Was Martin really going to have another conversation about that like with 9S? And he wanted to ask about the code name's they were using too.
"So I take it you got some mail from them personally?" She looked confused and brushed aside a lock of hair from her blindfold and how did they look through that?
"Why send the message to us personally? They send a radio transmission to the bunker and the pods play it for us no matter where were at unless the message would distract us." 47B only listened to the conversation wondering why they were talking about this when she could be asking so much more important things.
"So no SOT?"
"sot?"
"No I mean SOT; support our troops."
"The SOT was a American military charity organization one of many in the old world before the invasion of aliens." The pod floating next to 54? 45? No 55B said it having a male voice.
"Yeah what he said one thing they did was letting people write up letters and send pictures of their classmates or co-workers and send it over seas show appreciation for the men and woman in the service." 47B cut in with a question.
"Why don't we have anything like that?" 47B personally would have been jumping off the walls in happiness if a human sent her a letter and pictures. Sure the messages from the moon were nice but if there was a person to the voice it would be downright amazing. Martin only shrugged. Maybe their cosplaying didn't go that far?
"Talk to the heartless bastards on the moon. They should be the one's making that shouldn't they?" His words had a effect on them for what reason he had no idea why but damn that's some good acting at least. They honestly looked physically hurt even if half their faces were covered.
"They aren't heartless no doubt the council has a reason why they don't have a SOT since it could catch the attention of the machines." 55B defended the council they did send messages to them she didn't understand why they needed more then that. Through 47B didn't share her thoughts.
"Come on 55B doesn't that sound interesting to you? Having a human write something put it into a email with pictures of themselves and send it to your mailbox?" 47B tried to imagine the humans face but the only one that came to mind was Martin's face with that scar under his eye. She wondered if he would let her touch it. He didn't mind the way 55B touched his hand scar.
Martin noticed how tense 55B was becoming and decided he stop that before she gets mad. Pulling out his galaxy seven he powered it on and decided he show them some pictures and videos himself.
"Let's forget the moon for a second an-"
"It's been more then a second."
"Let's look at some stuff on my phone take a seat 55." Martin ignored 47B words. He saw as 55B looked at the sand and sat with her knees under her like 47B and saw as the two moved closer.
Through he noticed something strange about 55B's chest (Yes it did grab his attention) it didn't really move. She was… modest in the chest area? So he should have noticed the way her chest should move when she breaths. But she didn't breath. Good at holding her breath longer because he smelled of sweat or was she honest too god android?
Pushing the thought aside Martin tapped on the gallery app and rolled down fast towards the first picture he took when he got the phone.
"Look here's the first picture I took." Both 47B and 55B leaned in closer looking at the screen even the pods themselves followed and saw a… human or android? That was the first thing they both noticed the person on the screen was male that was obvious through he looked different from any android they seen. He was older his short black hair mixed with gray on his head he had facial hair on his face like Martin through it was only around his chin and lip. Shorter then Martin too and he looked… wide? Or maybe a bit fat but the two would considered that rude through. His skin was darker then Martin's own.
Not only that but held in a single hand a strange small furry creature neither android could put a name to that was a strange color of orange. Like the fruit.
"Who's that?" 47B leaned in even closer getting every detail she can on the person.
"My dad holding our cat when he was a kitten my sister got him the same day I got the phone. Poor little Sir his mom didn't want him because he was the runt at least that's what my sister said." Of course after two years the little bastard was as big as any cat he was just born the smallest. He didn't like Martin's dad through unless the man gave Sir food.
"What's a dad?" 55B asked since while she did loved humans she never really looked up all the information about them. There was just so much to go through. Martin felt tired when she asked that question. Really?
"He's the man who raised me. We're blood related."
"What does blood have to do with that?" Martin handed his phone to 47B who kept looking at the picture. Martin meanwhile just kinda moved his hands. "You know he sired me and my mom carried me."
"I be honest Martin the way you say it sounds like I should know this but I really don't."
"I just don't want to explain the whole sex act of making woman pregnant to you is all." The memory of when his class had a sex Ed session in gym and how the gym teacher was told to explain it by showing them a video about it. He missed much when he fell asleep but was woken up harshly by the pained screams of a woman giving birth.
The whole thing was uncensored. He shivered at the memory.
"Wait sex can make humans pregnant? I thought it was a purely recreational thing. How does that work?" 55B just kept on asking questions that was slowly making him uncomfortable. 47B on the other hand had swiped the screen showing a young girl and younger Martin hanging on a tree branch. She stared.
"Look I'm not going to explain doesn't your pod know it? I mean he knew what the SOT was."
"Affirmative: this pod holds information on human intercourse does 55B want to know the information behind it?"
"Hold up are you giving her an educational answer or the fun answer?" Martin asked curious.
"Affirmative." Martin couldn't tell if the thing was messing with him or not.
"Martin I be happy if I get any kind of answer. Pod send it to me." Martin turned to look at 47B while 55B just sat there still as a statue as the information was being uploaded to her. Weirdo.
"What you looking at?" Martin leaned in see his screen and saw the picture she was looking at. Oh. He couldn't stop the flinch when he saw it his stomach twisting into a knot and he suddenly felt cold then burning right now.
"Who's that?" 47B asked innocently not knowing the minefield she was walking towards. Through its been years and the mines have slowly been collected a few remained that Martin can never find no matter how hard he tried.
"A girl." Martin gently took his phone from her hands and swiped to a video he took a week ago. 47B looked at him when he avoided answering the question. She didn't know much on a humans personal thoughts but his soft tone had steel under it. He clearly didn't want to talk about it.
"Here look at this video it was when my friends and I went mudding through a few others and I were in the truck bed of Sanchez's truck when he did some sick turns." And damn did he know how to drive. He can go reverse with a trailer hitched to his truck in crowded street into his small driveway. While 47B gets to see a bunch of young idiots sliding around in a truck bed with the tailgate down. Now that Martin thought about it didn't Freddy flew out? At least the mud he landed on was thick.
He took a glance at 55B and saw she was still sitting there all creepy like so he decide he grab his whiskey and trail mix. Maybe if he offer them some hard liquor they be a lot more open. Through in reality he just wanted to drink away the image of her.
This would be the second time wouldn't? Whatever. He was human wasn't he allowed to be weak so long as he didn't do it often?
Twisting the cap off once more he drinked it the bitter hot flavor going down his throat leaving a nasty aftertaste once he pulled the bottle away. He put some of the mix into his mouth before walking back towards the others and sat down his head a bit more heavy then before and everything just a bit more… shaky.
"He flew from the bed! He flew from the bed Martin! Is he ok?" So Freddy did flew out of it in that part.
"Yes. He's fine landed in the thick mud you saw right?" damn was her nasally voice annoying. Couldn't she shut it and watch the video? Wasn't that the whole point? He looked at the bottle. Wasn't he going to do something with this?
"Here 47B something to drink in this outpost." He handed it to her who grabbed it with her free hand and looked at the markings on the bottle.
"What does it say?" 47B asked. Martin shot her a annoyed look and 47B couldn't help but to wince at it. The whole time he was here he just had a stoic expression on his face. The change was suddenly and she caused it.
"It's English. You going to drink it?" Martin spoke tiredly.
47B looked at the bottle once more and put it to her lips the liquor going into her systems started to immediately effect her something she found funny but heck it tasted good. When she was tipping her head back was when Martin grabbed the bottle from her, her grip loose he was able to take it.
"Woah don't take it all now." Martin started to drink some more himself after his second sip he started to feel a lot better.
"I-i-i-It w-a-as goo-d-d-d." 47B stuttered as she leaned onto Martin for support and damn she was heavy nearly pushed Martin into the sand if he didn't push back. He took another glance at 55B and saw she was still just sitting there. Strange.
"Sooooo 47B why did the other two wanted me here?" She looked up at him her eyes hidden away but he can guess she was confused before she wrapped her arms around him pulled him close, not even the Whiskey could dampen the shiver that ran down his back at the closeness. He wasn't a fan of the touching but so long as it got him information he live with it. Through it didn't mean he give one back.
"humans aren't supposed to be here. The planet has machines everywhere. My operator didn't hear anything from the Commander besides saying she was tense." Martin gave her the bottle once more.
"So I'm thinking. Maybe. She wants to send you to the bunker. Then move you to the colony. No she will." Bunker another word for prison? He took a glance at 55B and saw she had her head tilted to the side. Ok. She's not an issue for now at least Martin thought.
Martin went over everything he knew best he can. He's in the desert, that has machines possible androids if all the things the others did was any proof. Humanity is on the moon and they were going to kidnapped him and move him there. Ok. He's screwed unless he get out of it. He looked at the android and wondered how she can get drunk if she was a machine. If she drinked more maybe he can dash to the truck.
"Hey 47B you need both hands to drink hard liquor you know that?" 47B looked at him she didn't know that or much about liquor besides it taste amazing but why would she want to hold it with two hands? One hand holding the bottle while another was wrapped around Martin. This was good just as.
Martin held up the trail mix hoping this would convince her let go since he tried getting up but the grip on his shirt was like a vice. "Try some trail mix it goes well with whiskey but your going to have let me go." She looked at the bag and glanced at the hand holding Martin next to her. Did she really want the trail mix? Whatever that was? "IIIIIII don't thiiiiink I want that." 47B would say to others it was the Whiskey or the AOH who designed androids to be vulnerable against alcohol that lead 47B to her next actions.
She pushed away the trail mix far too hard hitting Martin's fingers her own metal digits slamming into them like a hammer breaking two and bruising the rest, with a tighter grip on his side that will leave bruising she pulled him even closer her head slamming into his.
Martin remembered the first time he got a injury that left a scar on his head, when he pulled a TV as wide as his truck door down from its table and he was to young realize that will hurt him if he didn't move. And it did. He couldn't see the color red for a little after that.
What he felt now was so much worse his vision was blurry and he felt something slowly trailing down the side of his face even as 47B tried cuddling with him. Martin too shocked couldn't even give a yell of pain. That changed when the grip on his side became even tighter digging into his side as if trying to stab through it.
"Let go!" Martin trashed trying to get out of her grip that was hurting more be the second unfortunately 47B was to deep in the bottle to notice until her pod talked.
"Warning: YoRHa unit 47B release Mr. Rey-" Before it can finish a pale hand crushed the machine cutting it off 47B quickly let Martin go through it was futile as the person attacked her his hands covered in a golden light the sounds of metal striking metal ringing in Martin's ears as he saw the beating in front of him he could feel the punches.
And 47B was nothing more but scrap metal next to him her "body" had metal jutting out of the skin its ruined face showing the metal alloy hidden underneath it all and oil that looked like blood was leaking. Martin turned around to the spot 55B was sitting at she moved however brief from her spot hearing the noise but her head was in the grip of a literal genderless man.
He quickly snapped her neck metal sticking out and ripped it off he stared at it for a bit before tossing it in the sand another object lay there no doubt 55B own pod.
"HUMAN." Martin turned his head back to the first "man" and stared at the hand that was in his face no doubt the person was offering help. Shaky he griped it with his own none injured hand and was pulled up far to fast his world exploded in different colors he was forced to lean on the "man" unless he fell down face first in the sand.
"My t-" Martin stopped the pain in his head was making it hard to think. Slowly he spoke.
"Take. Me. To the truck. We can get out of here. Faster." Martin with help from the man slowly made his way to the truck through he was quickly getting better in walking right before entering he checked his phone make sure it was on him. It was.
Opening the door with his good hand he climbed in. "Do you guys need a ride?" Martin asked nervously as he saw the other was with them. The two no doubt twins looked at each before nodding and they both took a seat in the back.
With that done Martin tried putting the Keys into the ignition but his shaky hands kept missing the spot until he got it in and turned the truck on. He needed noise but he didn't want to go through the trouble of turning the Bluetooth on.
"Scream at me if it looks like I'm going to hit something." His vision was still blurry but he liked to believe he wouldn't hit anything in the desert. He hoped. Good thing it was the left hand that messed up.
He slowly pushed the gas pedal down before slamming his foot to the metal and drive far away from the outpost with no doubt millions of dollars worth of damages behind them. Shit.
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Martin finally stopped the truck not because they had reached somewhere new but more because his fingers hurt like hell. He slowly took his shirt off and put it on the center console.
"Can you help? I need to cut this shirt." One of them did and with his help Martin cut the shirt into pieces that would let him tightly tie up his broken fingers both individually and then together cursing a storm he looked at Adan and his work and cursed the whiskey.. Martin never had broken fingers before or even knew if this was the right step but damn he needed to do something. Same thing with his bleeding head through he couldn't tell if it stopped or not he tied his cut up shirt around that too.
Broken fingers weren't just dangling around at least. It's a improvement. With this done he took the parking off and kept driving he didn't know where they were going or how long time has passed with the unmoving sun and wasn't that just fucking neat?
So Martin singed loudly the only song he remembers word for word was Back That Azz Up through with how loudly the other guy was singing with him he must have loved the song. Or maybe he was trying to outpace Martin in the singing department through with how artificial his voice sounded it wasn't going happen anytime soon. God did he wanted to sleep.
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He didn't know when it started but the guy the had started to give Martin directions towards where he didn't know or care so long as it was far from there it was fine. Martin finally asked for their names as he forgotten get it from them. His only answer was a blank stare.
He just called him Adan. Until they gave him their names. He tried blinking away the sleep from his eyes.
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The machine now called "Adan" by the human watched as he kept driving in the directions it was pointing too leading them to the nearby city ruins that was near through they still had a few hours away until then. Soon after it's other stopped yelling with the human the truck became quiet with the human for some reason kept tipping his head forward before bringing it up and looking ahead.
For now it brought up any information on the name Adan and what it means for the human to have named it that or maybe there was no reason and it was simply the first thing that came to mind. It isn't sure.
Hmm. Most of what it could find was that it was famously known to be the name of the first male human recorded in history through in a different language. It looked down at its form and noticed it match many human male features such as the muscles it had for some unknown reason. It's other was similar in looks. We're they males then? If he wasn't then the human wouldn't have given him a male name.
Through as he thought about how his brother was created he could only be named Eve as the second human was made from the first. It would be consider as a females name though it was more out of symbolism then gender he gave his brother the name Eve.
He pointed at his brother and spoke softly instead of the loud grating volume of his voice from earlier. "You are Eve."
His brother looked at him blankly and said nothing before he turned back around looked out the window softly speaking the words the two were yelling out. Adan was going to take that as a yes.
"You said something Adan?" He turned to look at the human who's face was covered in water or sweat through wasn't the two the same thing? Functions and actions needed to keep a human cool?
"I'm Adan, he is Eve." The human nodded through his eyebrow was slightly raised for some reason, with his right eye closed to look at him. Why?
"So his name is Eve? Cool name I know a few guy's with girl name's." Adan wondered why some names were for males and other for females through now it sounded as if it wasn't fully enforced in human culture. Why?
The human turned back around and looked ahead and asked "Still going the right way?" Adan confirmed he was since he will see natural rock formation ahead soon that kept the desert and city ruins separate.
"Oh right then. Just. Yeah." And now the human had his head on the wheel the truck slowly slowing down until it was barely moving across the sand. Why?
Adan and Eve sat in the truck for a while until Eve proposed they move the truck themselves into the city. Adan seeing no problem with that agreed and the two got out and picked the truck up and ran towards the city, the machines not passing them a glance.
When Martin finally got up his neck hurt and head hurt when he looked at the truck he noticed someone turned it off. And when he looked out the truck he noticed one of the twins wresting a huge boar to the ground before he got on top off it and used it as some knock off horse.
Wait. He looked around and noticed the ruined buildings, roads with grass growing from the cracks and a tree wrapped around a twenty story building that was nearly as wide. Dear god.
"Was I really moved from the desert to a overtaken city in my sleep!" Martin punched the dashboard utterly done with it all.
"Yes." Martin jumped and looked at the passenger seat of his truck and saw Adan reading his lovecraftian book. Still naked and genderless. Oh.
"You guys need clothing."
Adan turned and looked at the human and unknown to Martin made a similar expression as himself when he heard Eve's name.
"Why?"
Martin wished he never woke up after he said that. Then he realized what happened earlier and slammed his head onto the steering wheel and cried.
"Fuck. Two androids are dead and whoever owns them are going to hunt us down like animals!"
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Thing is he's not wrong either.
Ch.2! Leave reviews good, bad or whatever! Oh and I don't own Nier automata besides the game. And Martin.
GARNiDELiA- More like where he's going to get the replacement parts from.
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Mr. Beaver Buttington- That made me giggle. Missed a lot didn't he?
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