Awakened- Act:01

"Destiny!"

"Destiny?" Roger Smith questioned the young lady who face him now,
known as R-D. He didn't know who exactly he was dealing with, but
one thing was for sure, she was after his life, and he'd have to find
someway to escape from the grip of this mad woman.

"Who commands you, Roger Smith! If you are denying it, then you will
die!" R-D cocked the gun up, an evil grin on her face, and prepared
to fire, aiming it towards the bewildered man. However, Roger had no
time to look frightened, and to worry. The flashlight in his hand could
be useful, he thought, as he chucked it as hard as he could at his
enemy. The metal object slapped the deranged assasin in the head, breaking
it. All went dark as the woman pulled the trigger of the gun
not realizing she was hit until it was too late. "It missed him, damn."

He ran blindly in the dark, holding his arm, as blood streaked down, hitting
the rusty tracks beneath him. Roger breathed hard, and continued running
searching for a way out, but found no luck. The woman picked her gun up,
and continued walking, shooting every 5 seconds towards Roger. A grin
could only represent how she felt now. Roger decided to take shelter behind
one of the train components, and just smiled at his predicament. I've gotten
into worse, he thought. He attempted to call Big O, but all attempts had
seemed to fail. "No way out, huh?"

"Roger! ROGER!" The merciless killer only thought of her target, keeping an
eye on his everymove. Continually she shouted his name, hoping to get a
response, but laughed at the situation. Roger spotted a doorway, and his eyes
had a look in them saying, 'I have hope.'This wasn't an expression he oftenly
used. He wished Dorothy would have been there to help him through this, she
always finds ways. Eying the door again, he took off his coat, and put it in
place. Using it as a decoy, he took off running only hoping he wouldn't be
killed in the process.

R-D shot the coat with no emotion, realizing it wasn't him after a moment, and
shot the electrical fence right next to the exit. It shorted out with enormous
power, and he backed away. Smith would be electrocuted if he were to even try
to exit. He'd be dead anyway, so what's the point, he thought. So, he just
stood there, as the lone figure moved forward, gun aimed at him. The light given
off by the electricity being shot out gave him a look at who his preditor was.
He stepped back, and gasped. "R-D. R... Dorothy!" Shocked by who he was seeing,
he just stood, and didn't know what else to do. His partner, whom he trusted
with his own life, and possibly loved, had betrayed him! All this time, he thought,
and he could only cry at the thought of it, but kept the tears in. He's Roger
Smith, and he won't cry for anyone, but that was his rule.

"That's right.. Now say good bye, NEGOTIATOR!" R-D screamed as she lifted the gun,
aimed and shot. Roger, directly trying to dodge it, jumped towards the exit, not
caring if he was electrocuted. It was better then being killed by a traitor!
The young negotiator screamed from the pain, as electricity surged through him,
and the pain engulfed him. He fell instantaneously from the shock, and just lay
there. He was still alive, he thanked God for that. He wasn't seriously injured,
which was a miracle in his eyes. He got up, still holding his arm. Losing blood,
and being electrocuted took a toll on him. Still, he had to fight for his life,
so he took off running. R. Dorothy looked through the door, only smirking at her enemy's
soon to be defeat. She walked right through, not getting injured at all, only
to show that the electricity rose up more from her power.

She shot a bolt towards Roger's feet, only for it the hit to the ground under him,
and cause him to fall. "Shit!" He took the fall hard, as his mouth began to bleed,
unstopping. Smith had no time to wipe the blood, that would get him killed. He
knew, anyway, it was all inevitable, his death was. Still, like a soldier, he got
up, and ran. Closing his eyes, sensing these might be his last minutes, he
thought of his assasin, and wondered why she would betray him, or if was just
an overtake, like the machine counterpart Beck had used on her. Still, she
shorted that out, why can't she now?

"You're tough, Negotiator, but not tough enough!" With a final grin, R-D lifted her
hood, brushed her hair aside, then lifted the gun a last time, aiming, and shooting her
last shot. Hearing this, Roger still ran, but knew it was all over with, anyway.
It seemed forever, the bullet getting to him. It rang loudly through the under
ground, and R-D smirked victoriously. And so did Roger, as he smiled, letting the bullet
impale his back. The impact pushed him forward, and onto his chest. The crimson color of
blood spread everywhere, pooling around him, enveloping the area. "The Negotiator, top
man, taken down."

The android turned towards the exit door, and stepped a first step to walk out, when she
heard a shuffling noise. She turned around, only to see Roger slowly lifting his body with
all he had. A bit shocked this, she just grinned slyly. This will be fun, she thought.
However, she ignored it. He would die in a matter of minutes, anyway, so she began to walk
out of the exit.

The ground rumble, beginning to spread. R-D turned, staring into nothingness, and
questioned what it was. Out of now where, Big O shot up, picking up R-D and crushing her
body against the surface top. Roger just struggled to get up, seeing that Big O's appearance
hadn't injured him. Besides, he was already injured, and would die any second now.
'It was never this bad...' He collapsed as he thought to himself.

The hatch to Big O opened, as someone peeked out. There, Roger layed, injured, defeated,
and on the verge of death, if not dead.. The figure jumped down, landing softly on the ground,
and ran towards the injured man. "Roger!" Her voice barely yelled, as she approached
the man know as the Negotiator. Slowly, she walked twoards his body, as she finally reached
him. She bent down, picking up the limp body, only to find the corpse of a dead man she
knew and loved. Dorothy Wayneright looked shocked, as she stared into the face of a dead
man she knew. The Android that had killed Roger Smith wasn't Dorothy, so it turns out. It
was mere copy gone wrong, nothing more, nothing less. He was dead, and that's all her mind
was focused on. He was suppose to awaken the city, so what would to happen now?

All's Dorothy could think of was when he died, what was he thinking. Did he die thinking
she had betrayed him? The young Android held his dead body close, as she hugged him, sitting
and thinking of her partner's death.

-owari

Act:02- Now that Roger's dead, what is to become of Dorothy? Paradigm? Big O? Dorothy
struggles with herself to conceal the emotions she has, and had for Roger. What's left
of the once proud Roger Smith is now in Dorothy's hands.
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Okay, first off. This was basically a rewrite from a scene of Act:13, the last episode.
Some of it is a bit word for word, so don't sue me! It's NOT mine! The source would be
(c) Big O/Sunrise/Hitoshi Ariga. Also, this is a what-if side of it. What if Big O
would have appeared late, which was what happened in this fic. More coming soon. This
wasn't the best, either. Me and my procrastinate, yet, hurry-full self. Review if you
want. ^_^ Thank you!

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