For the last time (not really), I do not own Big O or any of its characters. I am making no $$$ off this whatsoever. It is futile to sue me. So there.
"Frankenstien's Megadeuce, eh?" Angel was reading about the incedent in the next day's paper. Eight days after his demise and the newspaper was still delivering to Roger Smith's address. "Says the thing made off with the safe--literally, it pulled it out of the building and walked away. $15,000,000 lost. Hmph." She turned to the comics.
Dorothy only glanced at Angel as she stood at the window. Let it be her secret that she was witness to the act. Plenty of other people were obvioulsy watching.
"Dorothy, it appears we are in need of some basic items for tonight's dinner. Would you care to come with me to the store?" Norman called from near the elevator.
"Yes, Norman. I think I shall join you."
On their way back, the pair passed the Paradigm Stock exchange, one of the key elements in the city's economy. Dozens of ambitious young men with slicked back hair moved in and out of the towereing building. Dorothy found that an abnormal number of them bore strong resembelance to Roger. Twice she nearly called his name, only to stop just before the sound came as the object of her anguish turned and showed his face to be that of another. She was very disturbed by her own behavior.
They had gone about a block when the ground beneath them trembled. Turning, they say the patchwork Megadeuce emerging from the ground not more than a block from the stock exchange, which it headed straight for. Dorothy ran after the towering robot, and Norman after her.
They caught up with it just as the machine reached its destination. The triple-jointed arm once again reached down and smashed open the building's front. This time, there was no safe to grab. The hellish Megadeuce lowered near to the ground, and a hatch opened. Several men climbed out, including-
"Beck! I thought he was in jail!" Dorothy knew that face anywhere.
"He must have escaped during that disaster a month ago. It would appear he is up to his old tricks again." Norman looked at his wristwatch, a duplicate of Roger's. "Miss Angel, can you read me?"
Angel's face appeared on the watch a few moments later. "I always wondered how he called the thing in...what is it, Norman?"
The patch-eyed man looked back as Beck's men threw bags of money, property deeds, and other valuables into the chest cavity of their robot. "I believe we have what is known as a 'situation.' We are near the Stock Exchange. I suggest you hurry."
"On it!"
A few minutes later, just as the monstrosity rose from its crouch, Big Duo appeared in the sky. Angel came in shooting, a barrage of missiles soaring ahead of her to pound into Beck's machine. He responded with a burst of fire from the gun on the right arm, which struck the jets on Big Duo's left arm, causing them to burn out. The Megadeuce, now horribly off-balance, came jerkily to the ground and landed on its knees. Angel looked up and fired into the other robot's face with the eye lasers, but the thing responded only by reaching out with the triple-jointed arm and slammed Big Duo's head into the ground. Angel turned her right arm, and ignited the jets right in her enemy's chest.
The blast of the exhaust drove the Megadeuce back a pace, and allowed Angel to come to her feet. She started one of the hands spinning, turning it into a lethal saw, and with this she advanced. Beck laughed in his cockpit, and fired two missiles concealed in his shoulders. Big Duo landed on it's back, and Beck advanced. Placing one foot firmly on the chest of the fallen robot, he brought the other arm up to drive into the control cockpit.
Then the pavement beneath his other foot shattered, and drove upward, a huge fist throwing the Nightmare Megadeuce onto its back as well. A huge cloud of smoke rose from both the road shattering and the robot falling. A massive, black figure could be discerned rearing up in it, like a phantom from beyond the grave.
Dorothy nearly screamed with joy.
It was Big O!!
"Frankenstien's Megadeuce, eh?" Angel was reading about the incedent in the next day's paper. Eight days after his demise and the newspaper was still delivering to Roger Smith's address. "Says the thing made off with the safe--literally, it pulled it out of the building and walked away. $15,000,000 lost. Hmph." She turned to the comics.
Dorothy only glanced at Angel as she stood at the window. Let it be her secret that she was witness to the act. Plenty of other people were obvioulsy watching.
"Dorothy, it appears we are in need of some basic items for tonight's dinner. Would you care to come with me to the store?" Norman called from near the elevator.
"Yes, Norman. I think I shall join you."
On their way back, the pair passed the Paradigm Stock exchange, one of the key elements in the city's economy. Dozens of ambitious young men with slicked back hair moved in and out of the towereing building. Dorothy found that an abnormal number of them bore strong resembelance to Roger. Twice she nearly called his name, only to stop just before the sound came as the object of her anguish turned and showed his face to be that of another. She was very disturbed by her own behavior.
They had gone about a block when the ground beneath them trembled. Turning, they say the patchwork Megadeuce emerging from the ground not more than a block from the stock exchange, which it headed straight for. Dorothy ran after the towering robot, and Norman after her.
They caught up with it just as the machine reached its destination. The triple-jointed arm once again reached down and smashed open the building's front. This time, there was no safe to grab. The hellish Megadeuce lowered near to the ground, and a hatch opened. Several men climbed out, including-
"Beck! I thought he was in jail!" Dorothy knew that face anywhere.
"He must have escaped during that disaster a month ago. It would appear he is up to his old tricks again." Norman looked at his wristwatch, a duplicate of Roger's. "Miss Angel, can you read me?"
Angel's face appeared on the watch a few moments later. "I always wondered how he called the thing in...what is it, Norman?"
The patch-eyed man looked back as Beck's men threw bags of money, property deeds, and other valuables into the chest cavity of their robot. "I believe we have what is known as a 'situation.' We are near the Stock Exchange. I suggest you hurry."
"On it!"
A few minutes later, just as the monstrosity rose from its crouch, Big Duo appeared in the sky. Angel came in shooting, a barrage of missiles soaring ahead of her to pound into Beck's machine. He responded with a burst of fire from the gun on the right arm, which struck the jets on Big Duo's left arm, causing them to burn out. The Megadeuce, now horribly off-balance, came jerkily to the ground and landed on its knees. Angel looked up and fired into the other robot's face with the eye lasers, but the thing responded only by reaching out with the triple-jointed arm and slammed Big Duo's head into the ground. Angel turned her right arm, and ignited the jets right in her enemy's chest.
The blast of the exhaust drove the Megadeuce back a pace, and allowed Angel to come to her feet. She started one of the hands spinning, turning it into a lethal saw, and with this she advanced. Beck laughed in his cockpit, and fired two missiles concealed in his shoulders. Big Duo landed on it's back, and Beck advanced. Placing one foot firmly on the chest of the fallen robot, he brought the other arm up to drive into the control cockpit.
Then the pavement beneath his other foot shattered, and drove upward, a huge fist throwing the Nightmare Megadeuce onto its back as well. A huge cloud of smoke rose from both the road shattering and the robot falling. A massive, black figure could be discerned rearing up in it, like a phantom from beyond the grave.
Dorothy nearly screamed with joy.
It was Big O!!