Awakened- Act:02- The Awakening
"Master Roger...." Norman, Roger Smith's butler, appeared on the communication device, which
appeared and could pass off as a watch. Not getting an answer, he sighed, worrying a little,
but knew if Roger wasn't answering, then he was too busy to answer. Dorothy sat, still holding
the dead body of her comrad, only ignoring Norman's request for Roger. He would find out in due
time, anyway.
A sudden rumble was felt, as Dorothy looked up from her gaze. It was them, the other Megadeuses,
but for what purpose? To restore memory, or to destroy the city of Paradigm. She didn't see how
the memories could be restored, and she didn't much care, either. Roger never really wanted
the memories back. He had always ranted about how it'd ruin the little world they live in.
"Corrupt it may be," he would say, "but this world is a lot better without those memories."
So, after all, he had influenced the android quite a bit.
She thought the world was undeserving of them, actually. But that was only her opinion, and she
never really shared it with anyone, not even the Negotiator. Dorothy knew what Roger said
and thought about her. In his eyes, she was only a mere android, nothing more. She had no
opinions, no emotions, no nothing. However, she began to notice a slight change. Nearing the
end of his life, she began to see that he was the only one who thought of her as human. Still,
she waited until the day that the word, sorry, would come out of his mouth, and ring in her
ear. Still, everyone knows how stubborn and pigheaded Roger can be, so Dorothy thought it
unlikely to happen.
Dorothy still sat there, the rumbling getting closer, and her gripping his body ever more
tighter. She hadn't the will to get up and fight, and not to mention, she didn't know how
to use Big O. It was a major challenge that she wouldn't even begin to know how to over
come, or so she thought.
Drip, drip, drip. The water she heard from the underground pipes leaking. The robots getting
closer, and Dorothy Wayneright sat there, trying to over come herself. Roger would probably
say something like, "Stop being selfish! Get out there and help those people!" But she wasn't
Roger Smith, the top Negotiator of Paradigm city.
Then it was heard. Destruction.
Sounds of the Military Police tanks could be heard driving, shooting their guns and missle
being fired. It wouldn't even leave a scratch, though. They seemed helpless,
the city. Dorothy just let the sounds and noises ring in her ears, torturing her every
second.
Selfish. That's all she thought of.
Bang! A missle landed in her area, aimed right at Big O. Dorothy closed her eyes, holding onto
Roger's body so the both of them wouldn't blow away. Chances of Dorothy blowing away are very
slim, though. Her auburn hair flew in weird directions as clatters were heard all over the
area. Within a few seconds the dust finally cleared from the missle attack.
"I can't take this anymore." The young android picked up the body of the deceased Negotiator,
and jumped into Big O, setting him down on the side. She had no clue what to do. Confusion was
all that ran through her mind now, as she looked about frantically searching for a way.
"The watch..." Her gaze turned upon him, down to his left arm, which had been immensely bloody.
Jumping out of the small circle of controls, she bent down, and slowly pried the watch off of
his wrist, putting it on her own. It had blood smeared on the glass interior of it.
Dorothy pressed a few of the buttons on it until she got Norman. "Hm? Miss Dorothy? Where is
Master Roger?"
"I'll tell you later. Right now I need to know how to get Big O to work for me."
"Is he unable to pilot it at the moment?" The few words Norman spoke seemed to play around
in the mind of the simple android. Unable.
"Yes, now tell me how."
"Well, if he's awake, he can help you."
"Just help me, Norman."
"Is he alright?"
"Norman, he's dead." All went silent between the two. Dead, Norman thought. He went into a
bit of shock. "Norman, I need your help to pilot this."
"I..I don't know how." The butler studdered his words out slowly, only having a paleness to
his skin, and a nauscious feeling in his stomach.
"Can you just activate it for me?"
"Can do, m-miss." Within a few seconds of the conversation, Big O came to life. Dorothy jumped
into the center of it, watching as the two grips came around her, and to the front. On
the small circle in front, the words flashed on, "CAST IN THE NAME OF GOD. YE NOT GUILTY."
'I've seen Roger do this a lot. I hope I know what I'm doing.' Dorothy's arms slowly moved the
handles around, and to the side of her. She tried her hardest not to put too much pressure
on the foot pedals, as she lifted them up and down, slowly, and causciously. Big O was moving
successfully, and she was doing it excellently. She questioned how she was doing it, and then
it hit her.
*
"Dorothy, if you really had to someday, you would be able to pilot Big O." Roger's voice echoed
through the small cockpit of the giant robot.
"And why is that, Roger Smith?"
"Because it was in your programming to be able to. Why the old doctor input it into your system,
I'll still never know..."
*
It trampled through the city, making it's way towards one of the other robots. Before she
started the battle, she looked around at all the destruction. Closing her eyes quickly, she let
go of both handles, and lifted her feet up. It was bad, it was really bad. Paradigm would soon
be gone if she wouldn't interfer within minutes.
"The old Megadeus! Why doesn't it attack?!" Major Dan Dastun was standing in the ruins, with a
few other military police by him. This was no task for the police force, and so it proved.
Dorothy curled up in her seat, and tried to shake the thoughts of her dead partner, the
destruction of the city, and much, much more.
"In the name of God, PLEASE, help us!" Dastun yelled as loud as he could. It came clearly
on the intercom in Big O. "For the CITY'S sake!"
Dorothy's cold, pale eyes snapped open. In her first vision, she saw him, blood
pooling around him, dead. 'CAST IN THE NAME OF GOD. YE NOT GUILTY.'
Reaching for the handles, and setting her feet down, the young android felt a vibrant shock
in her body. She had to help these people. No, not in the name of God, in the name of Roger.
Attacking the first Megadeus in site, she did what she only knew what to do. Big O
punched it hard, the back of it's arm plunging forward, making a hole through it. It collapsed
immediately, just like Dorothy1 did.
Dorothy did this with another, but had the most trouble fighting the last one.
Slamming her foot down hard, the Big O stomped hard, trying to release it from the
grip of the enemy. No luck. The enemy pulled her to the ground, slamming hard. Good thing
she was buckled in, but Roger wasn't. Instantly, his body flew to the otherside, making a
large noise as he hit the front screen, the screen she used to fight the enemy. The body
slowly slid down, leaving blood on the screen. If Dorothy was human, she would have vomitted
by now, but she wasn't. Roger reminded her of that every day. Instead, she did something
so uncharacteristic of her; she screamed. A scream so deadly, yet hurt, and full of fear.
The scream rang throughout the cockpit, echoeing, as the other Giant Robot continued it's
assault on Big O. It wasn't the fact that she was getting beat that she was screaming for,
it was that fact that Roger was dead, and she only thought of one thing to do. If he were
there now, he'd destroy these, easily, without a word said. But he wasn't there, it made
reality harsher than it already was.
Dorothy had to realize that, though.
Her pale eye lids covered her black eyes, as she pushed hard on the pedals, and the handles,
attemtping to get Big O up. "Damnit, Big O. I know you can do this." All effort was
given, thoughts and feelings for the city, for him, were felt within her. This was her duty
now. "You CAN do this..."
Bam! The enemy was hit right in the control circuts. Big O had kicked it hard enough, with
all her strength that she had. The final battle was over. It had collapsed right in front of
Big O.
Silence.
Dorothy surveyed the destruction. It was bad, but at least Paradigm was left standing.
"Thank you, whoever you are.." Dastun stood a little ways away from Big O, just looking at it,
extrmely overjoyed, and thankful that the city had been saved. The old Megadeus never fails,
he thought.
Though, the old Megadeus, Big O, was in very bad shape. It'd take a nice ammount of time to
restore it fully.
She jumped out of the center of the cockpit, and landed on the outside of it. Gazing at the
blood stains left all over, she just stood in shock. If she could cry, she would.
Dastun stood outside, walking ever closer to Big O. Sounds of the cockpit openning were heard,
as he tried to get a view of the pilot. It had fallen to it's knees after the battle, so it
wasn't that far of a jump. Dorothy stepped out, Roger over her shoulders. The wind blew
hard, blowing her dress, her auburn hair, and continued. Dastun walked up closer, looking up,
and seeing Dorothy, but unsure of who was on her shoulder.
"It's that girl.. from before." Dastun remembered. That's one thing he was good at, though.
Remembering. Unfortunately, he had never really remembered anything from the amnesia. Dorothy
Wayneright's gaze was upon him. Her cold eyes narrowed at him, giving him a shattering
feeling. The look pierced him, scaring the hell out of him. She jumped down, landing perfectly
fine, and the man on her shoulder not sliding the least bit. Slowly, Dorothy moved to
Dastun. "M..may I help you?"
"Hold out your arms." And he did so.
Lifting him slowly off her shoulders, Dorothy tried to hand him gently. Dastun just keep quiet,
but didn't have any clue to who he was. He hadn't seen the face yet. Finally, she pushed Roger's
corpse into Dastun's arms, and he had him now. Dastun gasped at who he saw, and slowly fell
back, Roger being in his arms. Dastun set him down on the ground. "Is he alive?" He asked
frantically, trying to find a pulse. "IS HE ALIVE?!" No answer from Dorothy. Pain surged
through him. He was in denial.
Dorothy bent down, and picked Roger up. The weight seemed heavier to her now, and she's an
android. Getting back into Big O, she made her exit. Big O plunged deeper into the ground,
and disappeared finally, heading back to it's home.
What was now left of Paradigm city was thankful for whoever saved them.
Looks like memories won't be returning to them any sooner then they thought.
-owari
Act:03- All has been said and done. It's been a week since the big battle, and the city is
still recovering. Dorothy, Norman, and Dastun are still dwelling on the death of a friend.
What has happened surely will never be forgotten by the citizens of the city of amnesia.
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Eh. .this seemed rushed, too. Well, it's okie. ^_^ Hope you liked it. I thought it seemed a
bit... too repetative. @_@ Bah. Anyway, next chapter is the last chapter. I didn't plan on
this being a big series. Stay tuned to see what happens. @_@
Gwen