Authors Note
Hello, I'll be honest. This story has more to it than my Yo-kai Watch story, BUT that is due to the fact that this story has had more time on it than the other one (And by time, I mean this story has been on my computer since June 19th, while the other one was made on the 1st of August.). Doesn't mean you shouldn't check my Yo-kai Watch story out, it just means that this story will have more 'meat' too it.
That's all I wanted to say before you started reading, I'll be quiet now… (But you may see some familiar faces here.) Please let me know how I did with spacing, as I've previously said, I'm still new to this.
?: "Don't make me come over there, kid. I swear I'll slap you if you say anymore spoilers than we agreed upon."
*sigh* Fine…
Unknown Date, 2008
"…?" A single thought was in the metal husk's head.
"Where…am…I...?" It slowly asked, its voice being male. It heard someone chuckle, it tilted it's head up, and saw an old man with a long nose, pointy long ears, bloodshot eyes, and a huge grin on his face.
"Welcome to the Velvet Room." The old man said, the robot didn't know how to process this.
"What's going on? Where am I?" It asked the old man. "That isn't relevant right now, my name is Igor, what is your name, young man?" Igor asked it.
The robot tried to think of its name, and found nothing. It searched its memory again, and again, and again, with the same result. "I…I don't know my name…" It told Igor sadly, Igor's grin turned into a frown.
"You don't remember your name?" Igor asked the robot, was Igor alarmed by its answer?
The robot shook its head, Igor looked perplexed. "This place exists within dream and reality, mind and matter. It should not block memories from you here… What could have caused this phenomenon, I wonder?" Igor openly asked, addressing no one in specific.
The robot was about to ask Igor a question when it heard something strange.
"Is that…? Is someone digging a hole or something?" The robot asked Igor, Igor regained his smile and closed his eyes.
"So, THIS is how your journey will start… Interesting…" Igor said, the digging getting louder.
"What are you talking about?!" The robot spat, it could feel steam coming out of its ears.
"When we meet again, my future guest, will you have a name to sign the contract with, I wonder?" Igor said cryptically, accompanied with a chuckle.
The robot was about to give Igor a piece if it's mind when he and the Velvet Room faded away and the robot lost consciousness.
BANG! The robot felt something slam into its head.
"OW! I might be a robot, but I have feelings you know!" The robot exclaimed, hearing a woman gasp at its outburst.
"What the? You can communicate?" The woman asked the robot, the robot irritably nodded.
"I've never found something like YOU before…" The woman said, probably wondering what to do with the robot she unearthed…wait. UNEARTHED?!
The robot looked around and discovered that it was in a hole, and if the woman hit it, then it had been buried by someone!
"Hold on, dear. Let's get you out of the ground first." The woman said, readying her shovel again.
It felt like hours but it only took fifteen minutes for the woman to dig the robot up and help it out of the hole.
The robot was six foot two, had semi-long brownish hair, white face, and blueish-green eyes. Its body was shaped like a male, maybe a young adult or adult? But it had joints where it's shoulders would be and where it's upper legs would connect to its lower body, it DID have feet but they were literally just different colored sections of metal (It's legs, arms, and body were white, where it's feet would be there was gray chunks of smoothed metal that followed the legs.), it's neck looked like a normal persons neck, and the same thing with its hands, it just looked like it had white gloves on.
"What's this?" The woman said, holding up a metallic fedora. The robot suddenly had a flashback of a woman, maybe it's creator(?), giving it the hat.
"I think that's mine…? Sorry, my memory is all sorts of messed up… What year is it? 1999?" The robot asked the woman, she looked shocked.
"No, it's 2008." Oh…WHAT?!
"H-How!? It's been nine years!?" The robot didn't know what to do, it KNEW that time must have passed, but NINE YEARS?!
"Do you have a name, honey?" The woman asked, the robot shook its head. "Not one I remember at least." The robot said.
"Well… That dent in your head might explain your memory loss, or corruption in your case." WAIT, WHAT!?
The robot felt its head, and sure enough there was an enormous dent in its head. "…" The robot didn't know what to say, it was focused on finding out who…did this…to…him…!
All the robot could see was a man in a tan jacket over a brown turtleneck standing over him, long wavy brown hair, goatee, glasses, and those eyes, those dark brown eyes… A shovel…and then nothing.
"Hey…HEY! Are you ok?" The woman was shaking the robot.
"Sorry… I just remembered who did this to me." The robot said.
"Well? Who was it?" The woman asked it.
"I… I don't remember the bastards name, probably thanks to the dent he gave me with his shovel." The robot said, its hands curling into fists.
"Hey, my husband is a mechanic, he can probably fix you up." The woman said, the robot felt…on edge from the sudden kindness.
"Um…" The robot said, the woman realized how suspicious she sounded.
"Hey, I know that you don't trust me, but I'm just trying to help you." The woman explained. The robot didn't know WHO to trust, BUT the woman DID dig him up…
"…Ok, I'll come with you. And thank you, ma'am." The robot said, bowing to the woman.
The woman led the robot to her truck, the robot laid in the back, its eyes closed and tried not to move, and the woman drove to her home in Yongen-Jaya.
"Honey! Look what I found!" The woman exclaimed, trying to carry the robot.
"Psst! Can I move now?" The robot asked, the woman nodded.
The robot followed the woman into the house, it was a two-story building with a decent bit of land in the back and a garage that looked like a mechanics workshop.
"Well, what did you dig up this…" A man that the robot assumed was the woman's husband said until he saw the robot and stopped dead in his tracks.
"…WHAT THE!?" The man exclaimed as he ran over to his wife and the robot.
"Um… Hello sir." The robot said, bowing afterward.
"Honey… Where did you find him? Please tell me you didn't steal him…?" The man hesitantly asked his wife.
"No, I found him! I heard beeping near where I was digging and I found the poor thing buried and damaged." The woman explained, specifically pointing out the dent in the robot's head.
"Look, do you know who made you so we can contact them and return you?" The man asked the robot.
"Well… I DO know who made me, it's one of the few things I remember, but I'm not so sure I wanna go back there." The robot said, the man's face turned to a look of anger and confusion.
"What do you mean 'I'm not so sure I wanna go back there'?! Are you some sort of criminal or something!?" The man demanded, why are the robot's knees knocking together?
"Honey, you're scaring him!" The woman spat, she tried comforting the robot.
Wait, what was that sound?
"HEY! What are you doing?!" The man demanded, the robot started panicking, it was looking at the woman's chest and it couldn't move its head back up, the woman WAS a little shorter than the robot, but not short enough to make its gears lock up.
"I don't know! The gears in my neck locked up! I quite literally can't look away!" The robot explained quickly as it tried to forcefully move its head to prove it's point.
"Huh? Wait, let me try something." The woman said, she backed up out of the robot's view.
There's that sound again!
"I knew it! Poor thing, that awful man must have messed with your wiring when he hit you… You can't look at someone's chest or your neck will lock up." The woman explained, it made sense to the robot. And it was confirmed when the same thing happened when the man did the exact same thing.
"What in the world? Ok, back on topic, why don't you want to tell me who made you?" The man asked, the hostility gone from his voice.
"I…I think that the man that buried me works or worked at the company that built me." The robot explained. The man's face changed to a look of pity.
"Hm… Well in that case…" The man started pacing, trying to figure out what to do with the robot.
"Well… I was thinking that we could adopt him. I mean, he has nowhere else to go AND he's damaged AND I know someone that could help us with the adoption papers." The woman told her husband, wait, adopt?
"WHAT! I mean…" The man looked at the robot, and then to his wife.
Then the man sighed.
"Ok, fine. But before both of you get your hopes up, there's some ground rules we need to address. One: Until you are around the age for someone to normally enter seventh grade, you're gonna hide here and we'll home school you. Two: You're gonna have to pull your own weight here, like get a job for example. Three: Don't get into too much trouble. And four: Act like a normal kid AND keep us in the loop about stuff. I'll fix you up and everything, I'll even help you disguise yourself as a normal person, but you have to help us out if you want to stay here. OK?" The man said, the robot nodded in agreement.
"Thank you for helping me sir, and thank you as well ma'am." The robot said, bowing to the two.
"Jeez, at least you're polite. And my name is Sakura Mamori, call me either that or something a son would say to address his father please." Mr. Mamori said. "And my name is Sayaka Mamori." Mrs. Mamori said.
"Ok, I'll be honest, it'll be weird for me to call someone mom or dad, but I'll try my best to be a normal son." The robot said.
"Now… What to name you…" Mr. Mamori said out loud, Mrs. Mamori just chuckled.
"How about Kaito? Kaito Mamori." Kaito, huh?
The robot…no, Kaito liked the name.
"I like it, Kaito Mamori. It rolls off the tongue." Kaito cheerfully said to its…no, HIS adoptive parents.
"Well, Kaito it is then!" Mr. Mamori said, Kaito hugged his parents.
This was a step in the right direction for Kaito, over the years Kaito fixed and upgraded himself thanks to his adoptive father and eased into a 'normal' life, getting a job at Munehisa Iwai's shop and befriending the man, making friends with high schoolers, and overall have a good second chance at life.
But the past ALWAYS comes back to haunt people, in Kaito's case, it would terrorize him with its presence being missing from the robot's memory in the most terrorizing of ways.
The only thing that it gave to alert Kaito, was the fact that he couldn't dig, whenever he tried, it was like an invisible box stopped his hand from getting anywhere close to the ground.
It annoyed him immensely, but he couldn't fix it no matter how hard he tried.
And the worse part of it all was the robot found a love for gardening, but could only perform his passion virtually.
So… Who do YOU think will be part of the team in this story? I'm curious to see what you guys will guess. I WILL say if you guessed correctly, but I'll say that the other teammates are OC's of mine and-
?: "Oh for the love of, SHUT UP PLUMER BOY! You've said too much as is! Don't make me come over there!"
Ok, OK! Jeez, I'll actually be quiet now…