I'm starting to get sick of saying this, but....
I don't own Big O
I don't own the characters
I am not making money
Lawyers, begone!
"Yes, that's it! That's the one that shot me down!" Jazmin, as she had identified herself, was pointing and glaring at Big Duo in its repair bay. The Megadeuce looked innocent enough, or at least, as innocent as a hundred-foot robot could look.
"Now, you see, that's impossible. When your aircraft came into our radar range, that Megadeuce was still in this hangar, and had been all morning." Roger turned to the black woman. "It was the one I flew out in to rescue you."
Jazmin turned angrily. "And what made you think I needed rescuing? It's not like the Phoenix was going to explode or something."
"The what?" Roger frowned.
"The Ebony Phoenix. My jet. It wasn't terribly damaged, and I wasn't in any real danger." Her glare faded into concern. "In fact, I bet Malcom is worried...I really ought to get back."
Roger smiled. "Allow me to give you a ride."
As Big O thundered steadily across the landscape, Roger questioned his passenger.
"We were sent here by my government to investigate reports of Megadeuce sightings by our exploration parties.. I hadn't anticipated any airborne attacks, so that's why we were taken by surprise."
"Your government sent you? Where are you from?"
"An island far across the sea. It was called Britainia before the 'Event,' as you call it. Hawkeye and I were--are, actually, part of the defensive corps."
Roger turned to her. "Who's Hawkeye? And you mentioned someone named Malcom earlier?"
Jazmin grinned. "You'll see as soon as we get back to the Phoenix."
Roger and Dorothy exchanged looks, and Roger shrugged.
The huge, black jet was in the same place they had left it. Big O plodded up to the side so its passengers could get aboard. Jazmin directed them to a large doorway on the upper level.
The entrance keypad was glowing when she reached it. "Looks like Malcom got the power back up. Now, I--" Her next words were drowned out by the blast of twin jetprops as a Megadeuce, identical to Big Duo in virtually every way, made a pass at the downed aircraft. Roger and Dorothy sprinted back to Big O's hatch, but Jazmin dove into the airship.
Roger got to Big O's cockpit just as the flying Megadeuce came about for another pass. He fired off the eye lasers, scorching the red robot's shoulder plating. It veered off, then circled around. Two panels opened on its back, and a pair of very large lasers folded out to shoot forward over its shoulders.
Big O brought its forearm plating into place just in time to block the first shots. Successive volleys dug furrows in the surrounding forest. As the Megadeuce flew past, Big O fired one of the chain-hooks at the robot's feet, but like Schwartzvald it cut them with eye lasers. It circled for a moment, then opened the launchers for the two huge missiles in the legs. Roger locked on, and was preparing to fire the Chrome Buster when another laser blast struck the Megadeuce from the side. The shot cut its left arm off, and the red robot spiraled downwards out of control.
Big O turned, and Roger saw yet a *fourth* type of Megadeuce moving to stand by his side. It was blue and grey, with a head like that of Big Duo, but with a grey starburst pattern around one eye. A pair of pile-drivers similar to Big O's were visible on the arms, but were much smaller. Other than those differences, it was a near double of Roger's robot.
"Hawkeye, meet Big O. Big O, Hawkeye." Jazmin relaxed in the other Megadeuce's control room. A large man, with skin a few shades lighter than hers, stood behind her in a mechanic's outfit. "This is Malcom. He keeps both Hawkeye and the Ebony Phoenix running."
Roger smiled. "Well, that explains a lot of things. I'll talk to David, but I think he'd be most willing to let you stay with us for repairs."
"I'd appreciate that, Mr. Negotiator."
Sorry this one took so long. I had a brief case of writer's block, but it's all gone now! In case you're wondering, yes, Jazmin has a British accent, but Malcom is mute. Thanks to Mew for the inspiration, hope you like it!
I don't own Big O
I don't own the characters
I am not making money
Lawyers, begone!
"Yes, that's it! That's the one that shot me down!" Jazmin, as she had identified herself, was pointing and glaring at Big Duo in its repair bay. The Megadeuce looked innocent enough, or at least, as innocent as a hundred-foot robot could look.
"Now, you see, that's impossible. When your aircraft came into our radar range, that Megadeuce was still in this hangar, and had been all morning." Roger turned to the black woman. "It was the one I flew out in to rescue you."
Jazmin turned angrily. "And what made you think I needed rescuing? It's not like the Phoenix was going to explode or something."
"The what?" Roger frowned.
"The Ebony Phoenix. My jet. It wasn't terribly damaged, and I wasn't in any real danger." Her glare faded into concern. "In fact, I bet Malcom is worried...I really ought to get back."
Roger smiled. "Allow me to give you a ride."
As Big O thundered steadily across the landscape, Roger questioned his passenger.
"We were sent here by my government to investigate reports of Megadeuce sightings by our exploration parties.. I hadn't anticipated any airborne attacks, so that's why we were taken by surprise."
"Your government sent you? Where are you from?"
"An island far across the sea. It was called Britainia before the 'Event,' as you call it. Hawkeye and I were--are, actually, part of the defensive corps."
Roger turned to her. "Who's Hawkeye? And you mentioned someone named Malcom earlier?"
Jazmin grinned. "You'll see as soon as we get back to the Phoenix."
Roger and Dorothy exchanged looks, and Roger shrugged.
The huge, black jet was in the same place they had left it. Big O plodded up to the side so its passengers could get aboard. Jazmin directed them to a large doorway on the upper level.
The entrance keypad was glowing when she reached it. "Looks like Malcom got the power back up. Now, I--" Her next words were drowned out by the blast of twin jetprops as a Megadeuce, identical to Big Duo in virtually every way, made a pass at the downed aircraft. Roger and Dorothy sprinted back to Big O's hatch, but Jazmin dove into the airship.
Roger got to Big O's cockpit just as the flying Megadeuce came about for another pass. He fired off the eye lasers, scorching the red robot's shoulder plating. It veered off, then circled around. Two panels opened on its back, and a pair of very large lasers folded out to shoot forward over its shoulders.
Big O brought its forearm plating into place just in time to block the first shots. Successive volleys dug furrows in the surrounding forest. As the Megadeuce flew past, Big O fired one of the chain-hooks at the robot's feet, but like Schwartzvald it cut them with eye lasers. It circled for a moment, then opened the launchers for the two huge missiles in the legs. Roger locked on, and was preparing to fire the Chrome Buster when another laser blast struck the Megadeuce from the side. The shot cut its left arm off, and the red robot spiraled downwards out of control.
Big O turned, and Roger saw yet a *fourth* type of Megadeuce moving to stand by his side. It was blue and grey, with a head like that of Big Duo, but with a grey starburst pattern around one eye. A pair of pile-drivers similar to Big O's were visible on the arms, but were much smaller. Other than those differences, it was a near double of Roger's robot.
"Hawkeye, meet Big O. Big O, Hawkeye." Jazmin relaxed in the other Megadeuce's control room. A large man, with skin a few shades lighter than hers, stood behind her in a mechanic's outfit. "This is Malcom. He keeps both Hawkeye and the Ebony Phoenix running."
Roger smiled. "Well, that explains a lot of things. I'll talk to David, but I think he'd be most willing to let you stay with us for repairs."
"I'd appreciate that, Mr. Negotiator."
Sorry this one took so long. I had a brief case of writer's block, but it's all gone now! In case you're wondering, yes, Jazmin has a British accent, but Malcom is mute. Thanks to Mew for the inspiration, hope you like it!