Authors Notes: Next chapter is the last half for this part. Part 2 is 'Machine'

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Cry Little Sister

Chapter 9

Piece of Pie

Midnight opened her eyes and looked around the room. It would appear she was locked up in a cage. The room wasn't lavish or pretty, the floor was concrete, and the only sunlight came from small windows about a foot high. There was nothing else in the room. Not even a discarded coke can. It was oddly clean. It even had a hint of bleach scent to the air. She looked up when she heard someone come in. She turned around to see a man with a red cap, denim jacket, and jeans. The white shirt under it looked stained. This guy was definitely a worker.

"So...when ya due?" He pulled the cigar from his mouth. He was a few feet away, but Midnight could still smell it.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not the pregnant one." She said slowly, trying to stand up, but her leg popped, and squirted oil. The guy looked up at her with a smile.

"I know your lyin. Come clean girly. We heard them two droids talking in the mineral yard. A half droid half human, and you were the only one there at the house." His name tag said Gilbert. Midnight planned on remembering that.

"You didn't search very hard did you Mr. Gilbert." She pointed to his shirt. "No...I'm not pregnant. It is impossible. Not only am I a droid, but I have no prospects." She informed him. Gilbert scoffed.

"Then who was that guy trying to protect you?" He asked. Midnight looked slightly baffled.

"Which one?" She asked. "If I recall, all I remember is a truck plowing through my friends grandparents house and that's all."

"Tall guy with white hair."

"Zane. You didn't kill him did you? That would anger a lot of people." She informed him. "Including Danny who is the one whose actually pregnant with a hybrid." She sat down again, and leaned against the bars. A heavy sigh escaped her vents. A huge puff of steam lightly floated up.

"You'll never find her though. If I know Spencer, she's moved her and her family elsewhere. Far away from you." She said, pulling the strut from her leg. The tip of her finger popped off and she began to weld the piece closed.

"Begging your pardon ma'me...but you need help with that?" He asked. He actually didn't seem as mean as she would have thought. He was just misinformed perhaps?

"No. I'm used to fixing myself. People aren't as kind to a singer like me. So I get pulled around, hit, even my hair gets pulled. Some people think that I'm just a droid. They don't assume that it hurts, and I have emotions the same as anyone else. The first human that I've met that actually cared about a droid was the one you are looking for. I've never seen such love in someone. The way she hugs Dareth, the smile she gives him is so much purer than I have seen on a human. She really does care for him." She sighed.

The rumble off in the distance sounded like thunder. Then the sound of rain on a tin roof. Gilbert stuck the cigar back in his mouth and he shrugged his shoulders.

"Whatever lady. But since you ain't got what the boss wants. He ain't got no use for you. I guess you're just going to have to go." He held up a gun and pointed it at her. She gasped and turned just as the gun fired. Her arm shattered into thousands of pieces.

"Please...don't." She cried as the oil in her arm rained down to join the pieces of porcelain.

Gilbert held the gun up again and pulled the trigger. The glass shattered from above them and the floor was soaked. The person standing in front of Gilbert wore a bike helmet, and lots of leather. The man glared up at the person before he realized the bullet that just came out of the gun had bounced off the body armor and hit him. He looked down at the blood coming from the white shirt and made a gurgling noise. There were heated arguments and horrible yelling coming from the next room and the door burst open and a few police officers came in.

"What the hell? The guy must have done himself in. The gun was inches from Gilbert's hands. Archie ran forward and pulled the lock from the cage door.

"Mids?" He cupped her face in his hand. He had to get her out of there.

"Come on. Borg tower isn't far." Spencer called out having come with him. she ran into the room her own gun in hand.

Midnight realized as Archie took her from the room, her savior was nowhere to be seen.