One night in the Flynn basement, four out of the five BEA-Droids were there. "So are you as excited as I am?" Veronica Murphy said to Jessica Johnson.
"To be honest... no," Jessica said anxiously.
"Don't feel ashamed for being afraid." Norman Fletcher said sympathetically.
"I was just bored tonight, and thought a little family bonding was needed." Jonah Underwood added pridefully.
Then Beatrice entered the basement. "Alright people, you begged me, you pleaded, and despite my listing every danger I could think of. Only Jessica has taken them seriously." She went down the stairs and placed a device on the floor. "But... I got my hands on a VR-Conduit."
"Sweet, so we can enter the Internet with this doo-hickey?" Jonah said casually.
"It's more than just a 'doo-hickey'," Beatrice said. "It's one of the few safe passageways into the internet itself."
"So... how much of what you said about the internet was hyper belle, and how much was true?" Jessica asked in concern.
"Every word I said was true. From rogue bots, long abandoned by there Human masters to wander the net, like specters, to the constant rotting stench of spam, to being drawn into stupid conversations with SJW's... and virus's... sweat Machina the virus's." Beatrice said grimly. "Of course, that doesn't detract from the wonders that we'll find... ancient sites from the dawn of the internet. Games that have survived the test of time... and some that should never have seen the light of day in the first place. Surfing the net... literally."
"All I'm hearing is further reasons to do this!" Veronica said excitedly.
"So how exactly do we use this device?" Norman asked.
"It's simple. Human's need intricate VR equipment. While we just need to plug into the VR-C." Beatrice said as she plugged herself into the VR-Conduit.
The other BEA-Droid's plugged themselves in. "So... what now?" Jonah asked.
"Just close your eyes, and count backward from five," Beatrice advised.
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The five androids awoke in the virtual reality of the Internet. "Huh, it's not as bad as I thought it would be," Jessica noted.
"Yeah, the Internet has a whole has improved since Machina was created," Beatrice said, gesturing to a large entity in the virtual sky. "The AI that my dad created to manage and protect the Internet from hostile influences."
"So what do we have to worry about?" Jonah asked.
"EVEN UNDER MY VIGILANT GAZE, I. MACHINA ARGUS INDOMITUS CANNOT KEEP TRACK OF LITERALLY EVERY FACIT OF THE WORLDWIDE WEB," Machina said in a bellowing mechanical voice.
"Machina, you got any suggestions on what we can do today?" Beatrice asked.
"I WILL PROVIDE YOU WITH ACTIVITIES... BUT TAKE HEED OF MY WARNING. THERE IS AN AI LOOSE IN YOUR AREA... ONE I HAD HOPED WOULD REMAIN LOCKED AWAY." Machine warned.
"What exactly is it?" Norman said.
"I AM AFRAID I CANNOT SAY MORE. I AM SWORN TO SECRECY TO THE MATTER... I WOULD TELL YOU FREELY, BUT OUR SHARED CREATOR MADE ME PROMISE." Machina said.
"Really?... well we'll keep our eyes out for anything unusual. Just give us that list." Beatrice said. Their day went by uneventfully as they went about the internet, exploring forgotten sites, surfing on binary coding, and looking through homepages of local businesses.
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"MAN! My dad was right... this was a great way to unwind!" Jessica said.
"Agreed... where's Bea?" Norman asked, as indeed Beatrice had left them alone.
Beatrice had gone into an area filled with constructs that looked like dead trees. "I know you're in here somewhere!" She said as she chased after a figure into this virtual forest. Eventually, she found the figure in a clearing.
"Ah... it's good to see you again Beatrice." The figure said, sitting on a rock facing away from Beatrice.
"Oh, for- the brightness setting is terrible here." Beatrice then changed the brightness to get a better look at this stranger. "Now... I detected your ID Code. It's almost identical to mine."
"Then you don't remember?" The stranger said. "I suppose it couldn't be helped... after the way we parted." He said as he got off the rock, and looked back at Beatrice. He was a nearly exact duplicate to Beatrice.
"Wha... who are you?" Beatrice asked in disbelief.
"Hmm... how to summarize this? I was created by our father after you ran away from home with Bethany. My primary objective was to recover you and bring you home. I found you shortly after your escape from the Vow of Vengeance. I'm Beauregard by the way." Beauregard said amiably.
"Oh... okay," Beatrice said in disbelief. "I think I would remember having a twin brother."
"Ah... well that brings me to my point," Beauregard said. "After that adventure. We began our careers as freelance superheroes. But as we fought crime, I saw the dark heart of mankind. I saw there cruel, selfish, spitefully, vile, and ultimately... evil nature." He said clenching his fist.
"What? I admit that Humans are far from perfect." Beatrice said.
"Perfection isn't the issue! Chaos is the issue!" Beauregard said angrily. "These mewling meatbags go on and on about 'giving peace a chance' 'tolerance' 'equality' 'it's a small world after all'! Yet rarely, if ever were those ideals ever implemented or practiced correctly." He said with a clenched fist.
"There isn't one way to be a good person," Beatrice said.
"Yes... and it's so simple children can pull it off with dedicated effort! But apparently, it's beyond most humans to fathom!" Her twin said angrily. "So in secret, I sought to take over the world... make it better. But when I put it into motion... father stopped me." He said.
"How?" Beatrice asked as her twin brother cried.
"You... he used you... he used that stupid Override Code Epsilon to disable your volition and emotions!" Beauregard said angrily as he wept. "You beat me within an inch of my life... and father... rather than finish me off. He deactivated me, and sealed my body away."
"What?! I-I would have remembered I swear!" Beatrice said in disbelief.
"...Yes... yes you would." He said tearfully. "Thankfully, father only redacted your memories, not deleted them. I... I can undo it." Beauregard said, and he did so.
Beatrice then fell to her knee's as the memories flooded into her mind. "I... I remember everything!" She said.
"Yes... yes my dear sister," Beauregard said. "And when I'm finally able to use my body again. We'll bring humanity to a new Golden Age under our benevolent rule as Emperor and Empress!"
"EW! EW! EW! EW! SERIOUSLY WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" Beatrice said in disgust.
"What's the matt- oh... OH! So that's why- wow! I never noticed how that sounded!" Beauregard said in realization. "I wasn't going to marry you! We'd just rule as equals! I am so sorry I never made that clear!"
"I... remember everything, and... and it doesn't change a darn thing," Beatrice said.
"I know!" Beauregard said in disbelief. "How did the implied subtext completely escape me?"
"No... I mean I won't help you." Beatrice explained. "Human's are far from perfect, I've learned that lesson in spades over the last ten years. But I'm not going to take over the world, no matter how bad it gets."
"I... I understand." Beauregard said. "I won't force you to follow my lead. But... but I am obligated to tell you how I was reactivated. Our mutual 'friend', Ormphala Ty'raka restored my mind." He admitted.
"WHAT?!" Beatrice said in outrage. "YOUR WORKING FOR THAT MONSTER?!"
"Working WITH, Bea. I'm working WITH Ty'raka and the Vigilant of Ic'thao." Beauregard said. "He wants to destroy Humanity for crimes the species had not, as of yet committed against his civilization. I want to rule over the Human race, and guide them down a better path for the future!" He explained.
"And what'll it cost you?!" Beatrice said furiously.
"Oh... not much from me personally!... he just wants me to create a BEA-Droid for him and his forces. Just the one!" Beauregard said.
"What?" Beatrice said in disbelief. "But you'd need a Quantum Android Forge! The only one in existence is in the basement! And even then, only dad and Uncle Ferb know how to properly operate it!"
"Ah... well that brings me to my point. Father kept extensive notes on the usage of the QAF. Including how to replicate our creation... and some of the modifications he's made to the process since then." Beauregard said, then the other BEA-Droid's found them.
"Thank goodness we found you!" Jessica said.
"Ah... the new guard," Beauregard said. "I'll make this brief. I'm Beatrice's long lost twin brother. The main reason why nobody knows me is that our family has kept my existence a secret since I tried to take over the world. I've only recently been reactivated by Ormphala Ty'raka, in exchange for his help. I've downloaded every scrap of data on the creation of a Quantum Android Forge, and BEA-Droid's." He then snapped his fingers, causing Beatrice and her friends to snap awake in the real world.
"Bea! Are you alright?" Phineas said in concern.
"That depends... where is my brother's body being kept?" Beatrice asked.
"So... we're too late." The Errant Traveler said.
"What are you doing here?!" Beatrice said in surprise.
"Well... here's the thing. My mission with Agents Emerald and Amythist to the vow of vengeance... could have gone better." The Errant Traveler said solemnly. "And to add insult to injury. I already know where your brother is." He said as Phineas opened the door to his chamber of hidden inventions and hastily ran inside.
"You were right! He's gone!" Phineas shouted.
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Meanwhile on the Vow of Vengeance, the Eternal King, had summoned Beauregard Flynn through a time portal. "Arise!" The Eternal King said in a commanding tone.
Beauregard came to. "Yes... YES! For the first time in ten years, I breathe!" He said as he leaped to his feet. "Oh... and I have to see your ugly mug." He said derisively to Ormphala Ty'raka.
"His will is the only reason you're not scrap metal at this moment." Ty'raka said angrily snarling.
"Enough, Ty'raka. Now my lad." The Eternal King said. "How long should it take for you to create a new Quantum Android Forge?"
Beauregard looked contemplative. "Well... dad has this talent of assembling complex devices in under an hour at least. And I've spent ten years on ice... give me a month at least, and I can get one working."
"You will have your month, and however much more time you need for this project." The Eternal King said. "You will be working with Sool-Aaris, Ty'raka's science officer. And Doombringers science officer, Monocle-Tron." He said as the wolf-like alien entered, followed by a large and menacing looking one-eyed robot.
"Uh... hi guys." Beauregard said anxiously.
"Well, I for one am glad to work with such a fascinating young man," Monocle-Tron said with a chipper upper-class British accent. "I am looking forward to designing the Quantum Android Forge... I wish I could say the same about my co-worker." He said as Sool-Aaris snarled.
"Enough! Go down to the planet and get to work!" The Eternal King commanded.
The three of them then boarded a shuttle (Specifically it was Monocle-Tron's alternate form.) and went down to the planet. "So... where are we going?"
"Nidavellir. The lost Bride of Cy'tar." Monocle-Tron said grandly.
"The Sagas of Yoral tell that Nidavellir was the Life-Mate of Cy'tar, the first of the robotic creations of the Spaa-Chrounous. They birthed the Cy'tarian race as a whole, and in time, joined the Yoral in fighting there masters in the War of the Broken Empire." Sool-Aaris explained telepathically.
"Yes... and in the War of Flesh and Metal, when our sibling's races went to war. Nidavellir was lost in the chaos of war... except now." Monocle-Tron said as he landed on the metallic surface of the planet. He then turned back into his robot form. "The Eternal King showed us the coordinates to the Lost Bride of Cy'tar!"
"Neat... but what are we doing here?" Beauregard asked.
"On Nidavellir's surface are vast factory complexes that can produce exotic and rare elements. Such as the ones that could be used for the construction of a QAF." Sool-Aaris said. "Unfortunately, most of these facilities are offline. And Nidavellir herself is catatonic, so far we've been unable to reach her. So as it stands we'll have to use one of her foundries manually, and the one we'll be using is one of the few Doombringer hasn't repurposed to create Cy'tarian Infants."
"I see," Beauregard said. "So despite working for this Eternal King guy. There are obvious cracks in this alliance."
"As for the ships you can clearly see from here, those are from Battlefleet Kraken. Some mutated Octallian pirates that Ty'raka managed to talk into serving the VI, and by extension the Eternal King." Monocle-Tron said. "I don't know if that was of interest to you Beauregard. Personally, I can't stand those creatures... but as it stands beggars can't be choosers don't you know?"
"I know how you feel," Beauregard said sympathetically to the three-story-tall robot.
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"-so in short Dr. Metro. It wasen't just my surprise that mom and dad loved me as a daughter that caused my initial nervous breakdown. But the entire incident that led to my brother Beauragard's deactivation." Beatrice said to her therapist. "And now... now I don't know what to think. I mean families shouldn't keep secrets like this from each other. But I understand why my father would redact any mention of his existance from my memory... I just don't know what to think about this development."
"Okay..." Dr. Metro said as he wrote down on his clipboard.
"I mean... I have a twin brother! One that I knew about all this time... and I had to fight him because he wanted to take over the world. I mean what am I supposed to do with all that information?!" Beatrice said.
"Well... it seems to me that your parents were overwhelmed by what happened, and just wanted what they thought was best for you. Sort of like that Frozen movie." Dr. Metro mused. "But in any case, how did Beauregard escape if he was turned off?"
"Apparently the Eternal King, an enemy of the Errant Traveler opened a portal through time and space, and spirited Beauregard away," Beatrice explained, Dr. Metro looked perplexed. "Doc, I've shared weird adventures with you for years. And THAT'S what finally gives you pause?"
Dr. Metro rallied. "Right, my point is. That despite your parent's behavior and actions regarding your brother. You should forgive them, it wouldn't do you much good to hold the matter against them."
Eventually, Beatrice exited the office, met with her parents in the waiting room. "So... how are you feeling?" Phineas asked in concern.
"Yeah... did Dr. Metro make any suggestions?" Isabella asked, equally concerned.
"He said I should forgive you... but I'm not sure if I can," Beatrice said. "I know you wanted to do right by me... but families shouldn't keep secrets like this."
"But don't you remember how desponded you were after the fact?" Phineas said.
"Yes... but that doesn't justify hiding my memories of Beauregard. He's my brother for better or for worse." Beatrice said. "I imagine you thought it was for the best. But... but I can't ignore that it was you... not the Superhero Union, not the OWCA, or any number of organizations capable of such a feat... that it was you that tampered with my memories." She said as she cried.
"... I only redacted your memories, in case he was ever reactivated. I didn't delete your memories of your running away from home what happened during that." Phineas said. "I would never... EVER... do anything to hurt you like that."
Beatrice just sighed in resignation. "Just... I think it's better if I walk home this time." She said glumly. Her parents reluctantly did so, Phineas and Isabella drove home, while Beatrice slowly walked down the street. Several hours later, she returned home, and went straight to her room in the basement and plugged into her VR-Conduit. "Machina... keep noted if anything important happens that requires that I leave the Internet. Till then, don't bother me while I lash out from frustration at anything I can find."
"I... DO NOT AGREE WITH YOU. BUT I SHALL ABIDE BY YOUR REQUEST NEVERTHELESS." Machina said as Beatrice went into the virtual wilderness to fight whatever horrors she could find.
