Ujanekei City...

"How are we going to infiltrate the place?" Mighty asked as he and Zhael ate at a sushi joint near the Tayado Brothel.

"Umm... You are the one that will have to scout out the Tayado Brothel!" The defect nervously laughed out, stuffing her mouth with takoyaki and sushi rolls.

"Do you know the place inside-out?"

"That place kept getting remodels every 7 years! It doesn't look like what I remember it as!" Mighty stared at Zhael in confusion.

"Wh- What did you say?! You were in that place before?! Why didn't you tell me that you worked at Esrever's?" All the defect could do was look away and pull a freckled facial screen out of her white, silky dress.

"I- Can we head back to the park? I don't think this is the right place to talk about it."

"..."

"Wh- Mighty?"

"..."

"Mighty, this isn't funny! I was a slave in there! I will get killed trying to go back to the same group I ran away to first!" Mighty's eyes turned red as blood as he glared at her.

"Of course it isn't! The very human I am trying to kill has someone that I care for! How is this funny?! Huh?! I get that you're a reject! I get that you are homeless... But Esrever?! I hate that man more than anybody, Zhael, he ruined my only chance to feel free from my own troubles! I want to kill him for kidnapping my youngest sister and forcing her to become something she never wished to be! I am the only one with the Tokurami, Zhael, I won't regret killing him." Seeing Zhael stare at him in shock, he also noticed that the human staff was trying to call the authorities. "This isn't over until I get over this, you hear me?! I change my mind. Once we are done with this, I'm breaking ties with you."

Storming out of the joint, he ran off to release by steam. Meanwhile, Zhael had a mental breakdown and wept at the very counter she and Mighty sat at, drinking as much alcohol as she could before being knocked out.

At nighttime... (Tayado Brothel)

"We come to you live at Ujaneki city, where a rogue Bomberman unit has been seen murdering gangs all around this warehouse." A news reporter said as he was interviewed at a destroyed warehouse. He was standing as police and ambulance workers scrambled to search for survivors and the deceased. All of that was in a small TV. "The rogue unit was seen kidnapping members of the all-human Eta Sigma Gang and lynched them at this former hideout of the Faìnos, who were in the building when it collapsed. The only evidence that we have that the perpetrator is a Bomberman unit was from the blood stains at the center of the facility saying 'This isn't over', where it used to be a bomb manufacturing factory prior to the creation of the Bomberman product-line, starting with prototype unit MB1, formally known as 'Bomberman White'."

Aqua heard the TV comment about an attack. She is currently sitting on a luxurious bed near the basement. To her however, it felt like hell. Her family is split apart, White has possibly become a mass murderer and she is forced into this all because of her mistake of killing a guy. She remembered what Mighty shown in his first memory file, with the complexity of his conscious and killing any forms of life. Upstairs, Esrever and his staff gave uneasy looks after realizing that it may be the same Bomberman that they threw out of the Bomberman Bros. Tower. Two major customers in one day were killed.

"*sigh* Where did we go wrong?" Aqua whispered as as she stared at the ceiling.

10 months ago...

White/Mighty stood across the hall from Max when they had an argument involving morality. White's argument was that heroes should remember the boundaries and consequences of breaking them while Max defended his belief that heroes should do whatever is necessary for everyone... Even through killing.

"You do whatever you do to keep the peace and I'll do what I do to keep the peace." White groaned out as he was reprimanded by Max that he should take further action in fighting threats.

"*sigh* Very well then. Just remember that as warriors, we have a choice." The masked hero muttered out as White cringed at how blatant he was.

"Right... Mine is that I do not activate the very program that can end the entire Bomberman production line through violent protests."

"You have to use that though. You cannot make peace without fear and trust. Murder is murder, you can't do anything to stop it."

"Not really in my line of work. You travel all over the galaxy, I'm stuck protecting everything and training my siblings."

"So you are a family man?"

"MB1 at your service, teaching to prevent disasters and fighting for the survival of everything!" Max sighed when he heard that.

"You will break with that mentality."

"I'm... Not really a fan of doing stuff for myself. So if I break, it will have to be from selflessness. I chose to be a tool for everything meant for peace. If I die, I'll die."

"*sigh* And if your most precious people betrays you in one way or another? I can tell that you are suffering from self-loathing." Max walked off, with a slightly baffled White Bomber staring at him.

"... I- I'll handle it..."

3 months later (9:00 am)...

(Play Redial from Bomberman Hero...)

"*inhales and exhales* To think that this is my activation anniversary!" The prototype android exclaimed, fist-pumping the air in excitement. "I wonder if anyone would remember though..."

He opened the door and rested on the couch. 'I don't think anyone should train today... Just relaxing, looking at my old stuff and wait for something to happen!'

He rested there for an hour before realizing that nobody was in the tower with him.

"*sweats a little* They are bound to be here soon, right?" 12 hours passed before he ran out of patience.

(stop the song)

"Like they say! Patience is a... Is a... I- Is... *groans...* What am I saying... I'm- I'm not... Wh- Where are they?!"

Looking back to what he and Max talked about, White realized that he was right that he will break. He was ignored by the other Bomberman Bros. when he says that they really need to train, blatantly ignored when doing something and even forgetting that today is his activation anniversary (Birthday).

"... What if Max was right?"

The others were outside with Pretty, walking and laughing about the fun they had at Planet LaLaLand. They forgot that it is a special day for White. When Pretty paused for a moment, she realized that today was White's birthday.

"We forgot something!"

"What is it Pretty?"

"White's birthday, remember? We have to give him something!" Black nodded as he walked off to buy something for him.

When he came back, it was a simple plushie of a mint green Louie with a shirt that said "I'm sexy and I know it!" in bold red text. While Black thought of it as a nice gift, the other Bomberman Bros were mortified and went off to get their own gifts. Just like Black, they had little amounts of success to find something meaningful. Pretty found one of her favorite power-ups, Block Walk, wrapping it up in magenta wrapping paper. Pink found a neat little piece of clothing for their ballom. Red found some boxing gloves. Blue bought a large pillow and slept on it. Yellow brought in a clown. Green grabbed some birthday cards and Aqua brought in White's schematics, the predecessor to all of the Bomberman line.

"... I don't think he will like our gifts..." Pretty groaned out all of a sudden.

"All of yours belongs to the dump. Mine is the best." Red boasted, shaking the pair of gloves.

"What do you mean, 'Belongs to the dump'?! Pink exclaimed. "I spent my own money trying to get something!"

"So did I!" Green whined out, holding a birthday card that held money and candy.

"C- Can we please stop fighting over the presents? We can ma-" Aqua was cut off by Black.

"This is a waste of time."

"Exactl-"

"Why are we even getting presents for White in the first place?"

"To celebrate his activation date and our species as a whole. Our production line has only stared at around 32 years ago!"

"He's already old! 35 years compared to my 27 years of operation."

"He was an infamous subject before our line got created..." Blue muttered in his sleep. "The youngest of us are around 12 through 17."

White heard all of the commotion, but they payed no heed as they argued. He did realize that maybe he should go somewhere else.

"Blue has a point! Pretty, you were scrapped when White should have been scrapped! Why wasn't he scrapped?!" Pink harshly whispered out as she nudged her older sister.

"I don't know-"

"Is it political favoritism? Keeping their first reusable humanoid combat unit? What is it Pretty?! White is an antique to society now!" It was at that time that White realized that Max was right and that he is broken. Everyone was cut off by White opening the door with a sour mood.

"..." Said prototype wore a grey cloak and white shades as he stormed off. "*pulls out his keys and gives it to Pretty... shk-shk!*... Here's the extra keys to the ship."

"Wh- What's this about, Big Bro? Where are you going?" Green did not notice White's eyes glow a dark crimson as he walked off.

"I gotta go somewhere. I don't think I should bring you guys." Red was going to blurt something though.

"Shouldn't we come with you though?!"

"..." White shook his head "Like what Pink said. I'm old... I shouldn't have brought all of you into this mess. Don't look for me at all, got it? I might be dismantled and thrown into a ditch." This gave the Bomberman Bros mortified looks.

"Why though?! Why are you going?" Pretty asked all of a sudden. White walked off as he looked back with tears in his eyes.

"I shouldn't have started the Bomberman Bros... I don't want any of you to die and I can't hurt myself any further than what was done to me..." Now White ran off, running further and further away from his siblings in a random direction.

Later at 3:00 am...

White ran into an alleyway when he stopped. When the White Bomberman stopped, he fell to his knees and wept. 'Why am I still operational?' The unit punched the floor, making a small crater out of the floor.

"*sobs and sniffs* Why is my purpose other than fighting for everyone? *sniffs* Wh- Why was I created for unconventional war?! *sobs* WHY AM I EVEN ALIVE STILL?!" Curling up to the floor, the seasoned Bomberman unit hid underneath a dumpster, blacking out as he tried to hide himself.

Back to the present...

"Why did we even say those harsh things about White in the first place?" Aqua mused in sorrow as she turned off the lights and prepared to sleep. "He's now g- g- gone..."

Chapter 6 end...