Disclaimer: All this crap except the story belongs to Mainframe Co., etc. Dont sue me, I just work here :P
The city was quiet, the remaining residents hiding in the multiple underground buildings that had been built when Megabyte had first conquered the system, before he had begun his terrible reign. Most of the citizens had been captured during the first few weeks, when hundreds of CPU's had been sent out throughout the city. They had been converted to Megabyte's data system, their code numbers changed and sent to work in the different factories that had been set up throughout the city.
Those people whose codes hadnt been converted had been infected instead by the Daemon virus. Most were the guardians of the system, a sisterly trio that had fallen to the infection only a few days after the system had been ripped into net space. Even the great headmaster Turbo had finally succumbed to the virus, though he had jumped system beforehand to save them from more rife.
Pixle had managed to stay hidden and protected, using her zipboard and guardian tool to keep away from most combat and out of Megabyte's hands. She sighed as she looked out of the window at the empty streets beyond. Bits of paper scittered down the street, and trashcans rolled on their sides, their contents long emptied. This was one of the last sectors that hadnt been converted into Megabyte's image. Megabyte had wanted to restart the system into his image, but the guardians had managed to lock the system codes from him before succumbing to the virus' hold.
Glints of light caught her eye, and she looked out the window again.
"Great...."
One of the guardians, Orla was chasing a rebel Number 7 down the street, right towards Pixle's hideout.
"I hope you're on your way, Guardian..."
Meanwhile....
"Thanks for the ride, Captain. We'll call when we need a lift back." Bob said, trying to sound carefree, though they had just been left off in a deserted back ally, where blast marks and chunks of buildings could be seen lying in the otherwise empty streets.
"We wont be far out... be right 'ack when ya need us, Bob. Miss. Matrix, take good care of yerself." Captain Capaciter said, taking off his hat and bowing formally to her with a wink and a grin.
"I will. And you do the same." She said, giving him a half formal salute.
"Aye aye. Now come on mates, lets get this bucket of bolts moving." He yelled to his crew, and they were soon just a dot on the horizon.
"Well, looks like we're on our own." Andraia said, her arm hugged tightly around Matrix's waist.
"Lets get this show on the road." Matrix said, pulling out his zipboard. They all did the same and were soon on their way, flying low above the buildings and streets, not really knowing what they were looking for, but at the same time heading for Megabyte's headquarters.
Not too far away...
"Give it up, Cadet. You will soon belong to Megabyte. So lets make a decision... you either give yourself to us, or we could do it the hard way... " She hefted her gun to emphasize what the hard way would be like.
"Sorry, but the hard way sounds alot better." Pixle said, simultaneously lifting her arm with her guardian.
"Html, energy net, now!" She called, and a glowing gold net flew from her guardian tool and fell around the guardian, trapping her momentarily.
Using her preciuos few minutes, Pixle threw her zipboard onto the ground and jumped on, flying out above the buildings as fast as she could.
"You're not going to get away from me so easily, Cadet!" Orla screamed after her. Pixle glanced back long enough to see Orla flying after her on a speedbike.
"Shit..!" Her zipboard didnt have enough speed to outrun Orla's model H578 speedbike. She flew around a corner and down an ally, low to the ground. She knew exactly where she was, having used these backally's many times to outrun the virus' forces, and she flew around the corners without doubt.
Blaster fire erupted close to her, and she was thrown off her board right at a dead end in the ally. She tumbled to the ground, the breath knocked from her, gasping for air and trying to ignore the pain eminating throughout her body.
Orla landed silently behind her, blaster raised and pointed. Pixle stayed on the ground, silently, all muscles taut and drawn.
"End of the road, Cadet." Orla said, and released the safty, poised to pull the trigger. A shot sounded, but did not come from Orla's gun. Instead, she fell to the ground, unconcious. Pixle looked up to see a tall, muscular green standing there, gun raised with small puffs of smoke rising from it.
Whoa.... its her. Its really her.. Bob's sister... The light blue sprite rose to her feet instantly, one arm raised, and Matrix's eyes widened when he saw the guardian tool on the sprite's arm, charged and ready.
"Its okay, we're friends." He said quickly, gesturing at the rest of the group who were just coming in for a landing. The sprite reluctantly lowered her arm, and nodded slightly.
"Thanks." She muttered, before going over to the downed guardian and kneeling on the ground next to her.
She checked her pulse and eyelids, then cursed softly to herself.
"Damn... we used to train together...." The rest of the group were walking up behind Matrix, and Pixle's eyes widened when she saw Bob.
"Bob...?" She asked slowly, with wonder in her soft voice. Bob nodded and stepped forward, his eyes misting. She yelled a wordless joy and ran forward into his arms, hugging him tightly. Bob held her to him, resting his head on her shoulder and closing his eyes tightly, allowing the tears to fall unbidden to the ground. He had felt so horrible when his younger sister had been kidnapped... he had been training to be a guardian, and had always felt that there should have been something that he could have done. Now, now he could sleep well at night, knowing that she was okay.
"What happened, Pixle...?" Bob said finally, sniffling the last of his tears away and looking into her now matured face.
"Its a long story..." She said slowly, and they both laughed softly.
To be continued....
Authors Note: Okay, I know it was rushed, but dammit, I just worked for 9 hrs, and today was the stores last day. OKAY?!? Lol. :P Well anywayz, dont worry Im not gonna go into the next chapter saying "...and that's what happened" without explaining anything. Lol. And Im sorry to whoever it is that I stole Bob's sister's name from :P Just leave a review and I'll include your name and credit and all that crap in the story :P k?
Well, next chapters comin soon, hope ya like! --and thanx RealDream for reminding me that I had this story going :P
The city was quiet, the remaining residents hiding in the multiple underground buildings that had been built when Megabyte had first conquered the system, before he had begun his terrible reign. Most of the citizens had been captured during the first few weeks, when hundreds of CPU's had been sent out throughout the city. They had been converted to Megabyte's data system, their code numbers changed and sent to work in the different factories that had been set up throughout the city.
Those people whose codes hadnt been converted had been infected instead by the Daemon virus. Most were the guardians of the system, a sisterly trio that had fallen to the infection only a few days after the system had been ripped into net space. Even the great headmaster Turbo had finally succumbed to the virus, though he had jumped system beforehand to save them from more rife.
Pixle had managed to stay hidden and protected, using her zipboard and guardian tool to keep away from most combat and out of Megabyte's hands. She sighed as she looked out of the window at the empty streets beyond. Bits of paper scittered down the street, and trashcans rolled on their sides, their contents long emptied. This was one of the last sectors that hadnt been converted into Megabyte's image. Megabyte had wanted to restart the system into his image, but the guardians had managed to lock the system codes from him before succumbing to the virus' hold.
Glints of light caught her eye, and she looked out the window again.
"Great...."
One of the guardians, Orla was chasing a rebel Number 7 down the street, right towards Pixle's hideout.
"I hope you're on your way, Guardian..."
Meanwhile....
"Thanks for the ride, Captain. We'll call when we need a lift back." Bob said, trying to sound carefree, though they had just been left off in a deserted back ally, where blast marks and chunks of buildings could be seen lying in the otherwise empty streets.
"We wont be far out... be right 'ack when ya need us, Bob. Miss. Matrix, take good care of yerself." Captain Capaciter said, taking off his hat and bowing formally to her with a wink and a grin.
"I will. And you do the same." She said, giving him a half formal salute.
"Aye aye. Now come on mates, lets get this bucket of bolts moving." He yelled to his crew, and they were soon just a dot on the horizon.
"Well, looks like we're on our own." Andraia said, her arm hugged tightly around Matrix's waist.
"Lets get this show on the road." Matrix said, pulling out his zipboard. They all did the same and were soon on their way, flying low above the buildings and streets, not really knowing what they were looking for, but at the same time heading for Megabyte's headquarters.
Not too far away...
"Give it up, Cadet. You will soon belong to Megabyte. So lets make a decision... you either give yourself to us, or we could do it the hard way... " She hefted her gun to emphasize what the hard way would be like.
"Sorry, but the hard way sounds alot better." Pixle said, simultaneously lifting her arm with her guardian.
"Html, energy net, now!" She called, and a glowing gold net flew from her guardian tool and fell around the guardian, trapping her momentarily.
Using her preciuos few minutes, Pixle threw her zipboard onto the ground and jumped on, flying out above the buildings as fast as she could.
"You're not going to get away from me so easily, Cadet!" Orla screamed after her. Pixle glanced back long enough to see Orla flying after her on a speedbike.
"Shit..!" Her zipboard didnt have enough speed to outrun Orla's model H578 speedbike. She flew around a corner and down an ally, low to the ground. She knew exactly where she was, having used these backally's many times to outrun the virus' forces, and she flew around the corners without doubt.
Blaster fire erupted close to her, and she was thrown off her board right at a dead end in the ally. She tumbled to the ground, the breath knocked from her, gasping for air and trying to ignore the pain eminating throughout her body.
Orla landed silently behind her, blaster raised and pointed. Pixle stayed on the ground, silently, all muscles taut and drawn.
"End of the road, Cadet." Orla said, and released the safty, poised to pull the trigger. A shot sounded, but did not come from Orla's gun. Instead, she fell to the ground, unconcious. Pixle looked up to see a tall, muscular green standing there, gun raised with small puffs of smoke rising from it.
Whoa.... its her. Its really her.. Bob's sister... The light blue sprite rose to her feet instantly, one arm raised, and Matrix's eyes widened when he saw the guardian tool on the sprite's arm, charged and ready.
"Its okay, we're friends." He said quickly, gesturing at the rest of the group who were just coming in for a landing. The sprite reluctantly lowered her arm, and nodded slightly.
"Thanks." She muttered, before going over to the downed guardian and kneeling on the ground next to her.
She checked her pulse and eyelids, then cursed softly to herself.
"Damn... we used to train together...." The rest of the group were walking up behind Matrix, and Pixle's eyes widened when she saw Bob.
"Bob...?" She asked slowly, with wonder in her soft voice. Bob nodded and stepped forward, his eyes misting. She yelled a wordless joy and ran forward into his arms, hugging him tightly. Bob held her to him, resting his head on her shoulder and closing his eyes tightly, allowing the tears to fall unbidden to the ground. He had felt so horrible when his younger sister had been kidnapped... he had been training to be a guardian, and had always felt that there should have been something that he could have done. Now, now he could sleep well at night, knowing that she was okay.
"What happened, Pixle...?" Bob said finally, sniffling the last of his tears away and looking into her now matured face.
"Its a long story..." She said slowly, and they both laughed softly.
To be continued....
Authors Note: Okay, I know it was rushed, but dammit, I just worked for 9 hrs, and today was the stores last day. OKAY?!? Lol. :P Well anywayz, dont worry Im not gonna go into the next chapter saying "...and that's what happened" without explaining anything. Lol. And Im sorry to whoever it is that I stole Bob's sister's name from :P Just leave a review and I'll include your name and credit and all that crap in the story :P k?
Well, next chapters comin soon, hope ya like! --and thanx RealDream for reminding me that I had this story going :P