Robotic Tallest
Part 2
By: Cartman's Girl
~*~
Purple landed in the darkness, his pod legs making faint tapping sounds, showing the ground was metal. The legs recoiled back into his pod and at the same instant, a robotic hand whips a pair of night-vision goggles over his face and vanishes back inside as well.
The room was made entirely of wires! The floors, walls and ceiling were walls. Some crackled with electricity, and Purple slowly made his way along the corridor. He could sense a presence all around him, as if the whole planet was a living robot.
He then heard a whizzing sound from far away, as if in his head and then the brutal cries of a familiar voice.
"Red..." Purple mouthed to himself. He then took to running, and when Purple runs, Purple **runs**. He was the fastest Irken in the Academy, and was voted most likely to crash through a wall before realising it. He leapt over smaller robots which could do nothing with the intruder, and just shoot their robotic limbs at him.
The screams were becoming closer, and soon Purple came to a halt. He was on a walkway now, which towered over a very deep area. Down below he could scarcely make out a light, giving off flashes now and again. Each time a light flashed, Red's screams were heard again.
Purple's eyes narrowed, and his pod's legs shot out and gripped onto the wall, and he slowly began his decent. As he got closer, he began to understand some of the whizzing going on.
"No use struggling, Irken... no use..." came a vicious voice out of the darkness.
Red's grunts were soon heard, and Purple saw him. Below an attack-proof glass roof, he saw Red strapped onto a metal table. Wires were running into his body and his mouth was covered by what seemed to be a metal mask. His thin, now weak body was still trying to break free from the table to reach his pod, which sat off in the corner slowly being dismantled by another robot.
Stood around the table were a whole lot of robots sliced with aliens, it was like, a class learning how to change aliens into creatures like them! One alien/robot lifted a tentacle, and the head alien nodded at it.
"Sir, why can't we just dissect him and have a look at his guts?" a robotic voice asked.
"Haha, we've already dissected many Irkens before this one, we know how they function. But now, this is to be the FIRST Irken to be transformed into a cyborg!" declared the head alien, which was the one that Red had been speaking to earlier.
"Oh I see!" came the reply, "Spiffy."
Purple's hatred was boiling, he had never been an Irk to show his anger before but seeing his comrade in such a state he could barely control it. But then he saw it, it wasn't a metal mask over Red's face... it **was** his mouth, slowly his skin was being over run with metal, and it wasn't just his mouth that was suffering! Now his feet were beginning to transform into metal.
He had to work fast to save Red and he didn't have much time, it seemed with every minute, another centermetre on Red's body was over taken. His pod then whipped out a small round device, it was a bomb. Guaranteed to blast through attack-proof glass and calculating the shock, Purple could leap down, free Red and get out of there within a minute.
Another scream from Red, and another piece of his body was over taken with the metal, and Purple worked quickly. He set the small bomb down at the top of the glass and his pod legs pin pointed time for explosion, and how long the smog that would be emitted would last. The smog was Purple's own personal touch, since he thought smog was kewl.
Then it went off.
Chaos, pure, unending chaos. Smoke billowed out down through the classroom and the students, as well as teacher panicked. With this chance, Purple leapt down onto the operating table, and using his laser zapped the wires away from Red, and threw another bomb into the main machine that was working on Red.
Red's eyes were closed, this wasn't a good sign to Purple. He grabbed his partner around the middle, he leapt across the room and grabbed Red's pod and strapped it back onto Red's back.
"GET THEM!!" came the voice of the teacher. But Purple was already out of the room and climbing back up the tower towards the light that was blaring down from above them. Smaller robots shot out from the walls, shooting at Purple and Red.
Not wanting Red injured anymore, Purple blocked the shooting with his own body and legs, and finally he broke through the ceiling and into the desert wasteland that was the planet's surface. He then pulled from Red's backpack another bomb, but this one was pure black, and the size of an egg. He put Red's hand to it, as well as his. He then dropped it down the hole from where he had just left, and ran.
He only had a few precious minutes to get to their Voot Runner and get off the planet before the explosion would occur, and the explosion would destroy the entire planet. Finally he saw it, but he knew he couldn't make it on foot. His legs shot out and with long strides he finally arrived, and dashed in.
Purple left Red on the floor of the Voot Runner and started the engine, it roared to life and soared upwards and outwards, away from the planet. As the SIRs tended to Red's wounds, Purple looked back at the planet.
"Three... two... one...." He counted, and as he said one, the whole planet exploded into a fiery mass of doomness!
"Take THAT!" Purple yelled into the blackness as fragments of the planet now floated in space, as well as metal pieces. He then set the Voot Runner for Irk, and turned his attention to Red.
Red was a mess. His wounds were pretty bad, and he was bleeding a lot. It seemed the metal on him was slowly contracting, and falling away from his body. A SIR was now bandaging his leg and now finally, Purple realised Red was nude.
"Oh dear Irk..." he muttered, he quickly grabbed a sheet from the sleeping compartment and threw it over Red and the SIRs, to allow them to work in privacy and also he wouldn't have to look at Red's skinny self again.
~*~
Soon Irk came into view, Purple had never been so happy to see his home planet again. Red was still unconscious, but much better for ware and his replacement armour was now in tact and in place.
"So, how should I tell the General I blew up a would be planet of Irk?" Purple asked his comrade, who was still out like a light. He stared at him, as if waiting for a response.
"Yeah I guess you're right, truthfully. A fellow Irk was in danger so I did what any other Irken would do. Save him and blow up the planet. Makes sense... wonder why they didn't send back up like I asked PS to..." he glanced at his own SIR, that had purple eyes and was shut off for the time being. He shrugged it off as they neared home.
~*~
"What do you MEAN they're still alive?!" roared the Irken General. They had received PS' message, but Red and Purple had always been known for their fooling around and messes they caused, they actually wanted both dead and gone!
"That's what I meant Sir! Reports have come in of their return, Sir!" reported Galvas, a young Irken new to the Invader Section, yet already a secretary towards the General.
"Blast!" the Irken General roared, slamming his fist onto the table. "Very well... we'll see how lucky they are from now on... heh heh heh."
~*~
Red awoke a week later, he was in the hospital wing and still very weak. His eyes slowly opened and he looked around the room, other injured Irkens, some more lucky them him, wounds wise, lay across from him.
"Wha..." he muttered, then turned his head again and there, sat besides his bed was... "Purple...?" Red seemed surprised to see his partner there.
"Well, good morning to you too Red." Purple declared happily as he saw Red was now awake again.
"What... what happ.." Red couldn't even finish his own sentence, so Purple did for him.
"Happened? Oh simple. Those cyborg aliens wanted to turn you into the first ever Irken Robot, luckily for you I arrived, saved you and bombed the whole planet into pieces." Purple explained casually, as if he was just reporting that he had gotten a finger cut.
"Why... why'd you save... save me?" Red stuttered,
"Hey Red, we may argue a lot `n pull at each other's antennae like crazy, but you are my partner and if anything did happen to you, I don't know what I'd do." Purple replied softly, then smiled at Red. "You are my best friend after all."
"Heh... I.. I didn't know that..." Red replied.
"Well sure, where else would I find an Irk to put up with me so well?" Purple asked, grinning now.
Red chuckled slightly while Purple read over his progress.
"Well well..." Purple muttered, Red looked up at him, that didn't sound right.
"Well what...?" he asked.
"Seems the machine triggered something in your DNA pattern, and you've grown over a foot taller in the past week! You're as tall as me now!" Purple declared. Red looked somewhat surprised.
"...I'm no longer short?" he asked, this felt like a dream, it had to be. Or maybe it was Heaven!
"No longer Red, you're gonna get a lot of respect now from those who used to make fun of you." Purple replied, returning the progress report to the end of the bed.
Red finally looked down at himself, gee, his feet did look a long way off, even if it was only over a feet taller, it seemed bigger to him. He grinned slightly,
"I'm tall... heh, next thing you know Purple, I'll be Tallest Red." He smirked,
"Oh yes Red, Tallest Red! Ruler of the Irken Empire with an iron fist of fury!" Purple replied, smiling slightly.
"And since I'm your height... with his esteemed comrade, Tallest Purple!" Red added. Purple rolled his eyes.
"Don't be stupid Red, there's never been two Tallest and there never will. You need your rest now, go back to sleep." Purple got to his feet, "I'm gonna report to the troops about your progress, kay?"
"All right..." Red replied. Purple began to leave, when Red sat up a bit, "Oh, and Purple?"
"Yeah Red?" Purple looked back at him,
"You're my best friend too." Red said, smiling a bit.
"Glad to know it." Purple replied, then left the room.
Red lay back down on his bed slowly. Well, it was good knowing he really had a friend now. Sure, a friend he had loathed since birth, but this Irk had saved his life when he could have just left him there to become a robot. But Purple wasn't like that, to hold a grudge that badly. He didn't even know if Purple could hold a grudge.
Either way, Red smiled to himself as he imagined himself and Purple as the Tallest, over seeing their people becoming more and more powerful. He grinned like that all through his days of rest for the coming days, unaware that one day, his dream would become reality.
The End!
Well, not really. I'm still gonna write fics based on Red and Purple before they became Tallest, don't you worry. Hee! Fanart to this fic would be greatly appreciated, as well as comments. ^.^
Part 2
By: Cartman's Girl
~*~
Purple landed in the darkness, his pod legs making faint tapping sounds, showing the ground was metal. The legs recoiled back into his pod and at the same instant, a robotic hand whips a pair of night-vision goggles over his face and vanishes back inside as well.
The room was made entirely of wires! The floors, walls and ceiling were walls. Some crackled with electricity, and Purple slowly made his way along the corridor. He could sense a presence all around him, as if the whole planet was a living robot.
He then heard a whizzing sound from far away, as if in his head and then the brutal cries of a familiar voice.
"Red..." Purple mouthed to himself. He then took to running, and when Purple runs, Purple **runs**. He was the fastest Irken in the Academy, and was voted most likely to crash through a wall before realising it. He leapt over smaller robots which could do nothing with the intruder, and just shoot their robotic limbs at him.
The screams were becoming closer, and soon Purple came to a halt. He was on a walkway now, which towered over a very deep area. Down below he could scarcely make out a light, giving off flashes now and again. Each time a light flashed, Red's screams were heard again.
Purple's eyes narrowed, and his pod's legs shot out and gripped onto the wall, and he slowly began his decent. As he got closer, he began to understand some of the whizzing going on.
"No use struggling, Irken... no use..." came a vicious voice out of the darkness.
Red's grunts were soon heard, and Purple saw him. Below an attack-proof glass roof, he saw Red strapped onto a metal table. Wires were running into his body and his mouth was covered by what seemed to be a metal mask. His thin, now weak body was still trying to break free from the table to reach his pod, which sat off in the corner slowly being dismantled by another robot.
Stood around the table were a whole lot of robots sliced with aliens, it was like, a class learning how to change aliens into creatures like them! One alien/robot lifted a tentacle, and the head alien nodded at it.
"Sir, why can't we just dissect him and have a look at his guts?" a robotic voice asked.
"Haha, we've already dissected many Irkens before this one, we know how they function. But now, this is to be the FIRST Irken to be transformed into a cyborg!" declared the head alien, which was the one that Red had been speaking to earlier.
"Oh I see!" came the reply, "Spiffy."
Purple's hatred was boiling, he had never been an Irk to show his anger before but seeing his comrade in such a state he could barely control it. But then he saw it, it wasn't a metal mask over Red's face... it **was** his mouth, slowly his skin was being over run with metal, and it wasn't just his mouth that was suffering! Now his feet were beginning to transform into metal.
He had to work fast to save Red and he didn't have much time, it seemed with every minute, another centermetre on Red's body was over taken. His pod then whipped out a small round device, it was a bomb. Guaranteed to blast through attack-proof glass and calculating the shock, Purple could leap down, free Red and get out of there within a minute.
Another scream from Red, and another piece of his body was over taken with the metal, and Purple worked quickly. He set the small bomb down at the top of the glass and his pod legs pin pointed time for explosion, and how long the smog that would be emitted would last. The smog was Purple's own personal touch, since he thought smog was kewl.
Then it went off.
Chaos, pure, unending chaos. Smoke billowed out down through the classroom and the students, as well as teacher panicked. With this chance, Purple leapt down onto the operating table, and using his laser zapped the wires away from Red, and threw another bomb into the main machine that was working on Red.
Red's eyes were closed, this wasn't a good sign to Purple. He grabbed his partner around the middle, he leapt across the room and grabbed Red's pod and strapped it back onto Red's back.
"GET THEM!!" came the voice of the teacher. But Purple was already out of the room and climbing back up the tower towards the light that was blaring down from above them. Smaller robots shot out from the walls, shooting at Purple and Red.
Not wanting Red injured anymore, Purple blocked the shooting with his own body and legs, and finally he broke through the ceiling and into the desert wasteland that was the planet's surface. He then pulled from Red's backpack another bomb, but this one was pure black, and the size of an egg. He put Red's hand to it, as well as his. He then dropped it down the hole from where he had just left, and ran.
He only had a few precious minutes to get to their Voot Runner and get off the planet before the explosion would occur, and the explosion would destroy the entire planet. Finally he saw it, but he knew he couldn't make it on foot. His legs shot out and with long strides he finally arrived, and dashed in.
Purple left Red on the floor of the Voot Runner and started the engine, it roared to life and soared upwards and outwards, away from the planet. As the SIRs tended to Red's wounds, Purple looked back at the planet.
"Three... two... one...." He counted, and as he said one, the whole planet exploded into a fiery mass of doomness!
"Take THAT!" Purple yelled into the blackness as fragments of the planet now floated in space, as well as metal pieces. He then set the Voot Runner for Irk, and turned his attention to Red.
Red was a mess. His wounds were pretty bad, and he was bleeding a lot. It seemed the metal on him was slowly contracting, and falling away from his body. A SIR was now bandaging his leg and now finally, Purple realised Red was nude.
"Oh dear Irk..." he muttered, he quickly grabbed a sheet from the sleeping compartment and threw it over Red and the SIRs, to allow them to work in privacy and also he wouldn't have to look at Red's skinny self again.
~*~
Soon Irk came into view, Purple had never been so happy to see his home planet again. Red was still unconscious, but much better for ware and his replacement armour was now in tact and in place.
"So, how should I tell the General I blew up a would be planet of Irk?" Purple asked his comrade, who was still out like a light. He stared at him, as if waiting for a response.
"Yeah I guess you're right, truthfully. A fellow Irk was in danger so I did what any other Irken would do. Save him and blow up the planet. Makes sense... wonder why they didn't send back up like I asked PS to..." he glanced at his own SIR, that had purple eyes and was shut off for the time being. He shrugged it off as they neared home.
~*~
"What do you MEAN they're still alive?!" roared the Irken General. They had received PS' message, but Red and Purple had always been known for their fooling around and messes they caused, they actually wanted both dead and gone!
"That's what I meant Sir! Reports have come in of their return, Sir!" reported Galvas, a young Irken new to the Invader Section, yet already a secretary towards the General.
"Blast!" the Irken General roared, slamming his fist onto the table. "Very well... we'll see how lucky they are from now on... heh heh heh."
~*~
Red awoke a week later, he was in the hospital wing and still very weak. His eyes slowly opened and he looked around the room, other injured Irkens, some more lucky them him, wounds wise, lay across from him.
"Wha..." he muttered, then turned his head again and there, sat besides his bed was... "Purple...?" Red seemed surprised to see his partner there.
"Well, good morning to you too Red." Purple declared happily as he saw Red was now awake again.
"What... what happ.." Red couldn't even finish his own sentence, so Purple did for him.
"Happened? Oh simple. Those cyborg aliens wanted to turn you into the first ever Irken Robot, luckily for you I arrived, saved you and bombed the whole planet into pieces." Purple explained casually, as if he was just reporting that he had gotten a finger cut.
"Why... why'd you save... save me?" Red stuttered,
"Hey Red, we may argue a lot `n pull at each other's antennae like crazy, but you are my partner and if anything did happen to you, I don't know what I'd do." Purple replied softly, then smiled at Red. "You are my best friend after all."
"Heh... I.. I didn't know that..." Red replied.
"Well sure, where else would I find an Irk to put up with me so well?" Purple asked, grinning now.
Red chuckled slightly while Purple read over his progress.
"Well well..." Purple muttered, Red looked up at him, that didn't sound right.
"Well what...?" he asked.
"Seems the machine triggered something in your DNA pattern, and you've grown over a foot taller in the past week! You're as tall as me now!" Purple declared. Red looked somewhat surprised.
"...I'm no longer short?" he asked, this felt like a dream, it had to be. Or maybe it was Heaven!
"No longer Red, you're gonna get a lot of respect now from those who used to make fun of you." Purple replied, returning the progress report to the end of the bed.
Red finally looked down at himself, gee, his feet did look a long way off, even if it was only over a feet taller, it seemed bigger to him. He grinned slightly,
"I'm tall... heh, next thing you know Purple, I'll be Tallest Red." He smirked,
"Oh yes Red, Tallest Red! Ruler of the Irken Empire with an iron fist of fury!" Purple replied, smiling slightly.
"And since I'm your height... with his esteemed comrade, Tallest Purple!" Red added. Purple rolled his eyes.
"Don't be stupid Red, there's never been two Tallest and there never will. You need your rest now, go back to sleep." Purple got to his feet, "I'm gonna report to the troops about your progress, kay?"
"All right..." Red replied. Purple began to leave, when Red sat up a bit, "Oh, and Purple?"
"Yeah Red?" Purple looked back at him,
"You're my best friend too." Red said, smiling a bit.
"Glad to know it." Purple replied, then left the room.
Red lay back down on his bed slowly. Well, it was good knowing he really had a friend now. Sure, a friend he had loathed since birth, but this Irk had saved his life when he could have just left him there to become a robot. But Purple wasn't like that, to hold a grudge that badly. He didn't even know if Purple could hold a grudge.
Either way, Red smiled to himself as he imagined himself and Purple as the Tallest, over seeing their people becoming more and more powerful. He grinned like that all through his days of rest for the coming days, unaware that one day, his dream would become reality.
The End!
Well, not really. I'm still gonna write fics based on Red and Purple before they became Tallest, don't you worry. Hee! Fanart to this fic would be greatly appreciated, as well as comments. ^.^