Chapter 4: Father
Nodding in agreement, the two young men relax a little. Carrick pulls out his cell phone and dials his father's number quickly, "Dad? Yeah, 'tis me. There is someth-someone I would like you to meet…no, not a girl, a medabot. Send a ride now please." Carrick then folds his phone and puts it back into his pocket. He looks to Chad, and asks, "You wish to come man?"
Chad lifts his right eyebrow questioningly to Carrick, "I am a medafighter, and you couldn't stop me without nailing my feet into this concrete."
Gont-Tsuan looks around and then quietly sits on the cement while waiting. Chad crouches down to the robots level. "So…where were you all this time that you seem to have been missing?"
Gont-Tsuan replies in a low keyed tone while his eyes fade down to a usual green hue, "In a cave after my second to last battle. Anymore, I do not know."
Soon, a forest green toned van pulls up alongside the curb, and the side door rolls open allowing access into the interior. Carrick and Kracker climb in, followed by Gont-Tsuan, Chad, and Slag. The ride to Carrick's father's home is quiet, and short.
The van pulls off the road and onto secondary road, or at least it could have been, until a wrought iron gate obstructs the road. Two men check the driver, and then let him pass. The van then slowly accelerates up the winding path, stopping in front of the large mansion that holds Carrick's father. The side door rolls open almost silently, releasing the small group out to the front veranda.
Just outside the house door, a well built man stands in a dark navy blue house coat….it was his day off, and he had planned on relaxing. As Gont-Tsuan drops from the van, he knows what his son meant now…but who the other person was…he didn't have a clue. "Carrick, good to see you son…and Gont-Tsuan…tis a pleasure to meet you. And…Carrick, would you introduce me?" As he concludes he nods his head towards Chad and Slag.
Carrick picks up, as his father falls off, "Yes, this is Chad and his medabot Slag. We met earlier today; he challenged me to a robattle. Since he was new, I asked him if he would like to visit a parts store, but we then saw Gont-Tsuan…and now we are here. Chad, this is my father, Brach Jankett, owner of the Jankett Industries medabot import company."
To Chad, Brach looks like a powerful ageing man. The man's hair was thick and chestnut brown, but now peppered with silver strands. His face and arms at least were tanned, but not nearly as dark as Carrick's. Carrick was definitely his father's son. If Carrick were as old as his father, they could be confused for identical twins. Extending his hand to Brach, he smiles, "Chad Renoth sir."
"Renoth?" Brach's face twists in thought, and then beams, "Oh yes, your father I believe was hired to work for one of my subsidiary companies…I met him yesterday. You bear good resemblance of your father Chad. Now, let's get down to you Gont-Tsuan." Brach turns and looks down to the dark colored robot. "I would like to tell you what my father told me to tell you about that medallion of yours."
They are ushered into the mansion, finished in high quality wood furnishings, mostly seeming to be antiques. Brach leads the small group towards his den, and waves to the chairs provided in a motion for them all to sit. He continues deeper into the room, where he rears into his desk, and taps on something inside of the leg area. A small panel flips open on the surface of the desk, revealing a key with a shallow cut end. He pulls the key from its hidden hiding place, and then shuffles to a bookcase, and taps on the side, another panel pops open, almost paper thin. He inserts the key into the small hole, and twists it, opening a small metal hole. Inside, a medal drops out and into his awaiting palm.
The design is of a spear, with four small gem orbs inset along the shaft of the spears design. Gold in the spear head, then bronze, silver and blood red in the shaft. He holds the chrome colored medal in his fingers. "This medal is very similar to what yours is Gont-Tsuan. Yours however, is the broad sword, a weapon of courage, strength, and honor. The spear represents tactics, speed, and intelligence. Carrick has one of these medals as well, his is the mace; power, brutality, and courage…And legend has it, that a fourth exists, the Bow. The Bow medallion is utterly different than these medals…as its power resides in long ranged attacks."
"Now, each of these medals, if put into a normal medabot, unlocks every bit of potential within their body, they become faster, more agile, and more powerful. You Gont-Tsuan, are not a normal medabot however. You were made to be A.I., which the medals are themselves. You're A.I. programming over-rides the medals, thus you could use any Medal to power you, and at the state you are in now. But this limits you, with these medals; they can already use their powers, straight away. Normally, the Crab type that is Kracker, would be much easier to beat with this KBT type that is Slag, the Crab is exceptionally slower in comparison, even with some modification, but the Medallion has unlocked him, and made his equal in speed, giving the KBT…a massive obstacle. You however, are more powerful than most medabots today, but you have to unlock the powers of the medal with your own A.I. Once you do that, you will again, be one of the most powerful, if not THE most powerful medabot in known history. And you could be that way for years to come."
"Also, like the other "rare" medals, these medals contain the ability to use the medaforce. We have tested this in one of my labs, but found that it increases the actual power yield of the medaforce, AND allows more than just one blast…infact…several blasts. Carrick, I know you have not experienced this, but that is because Kracker has never actually needed to use it. However, you are currently ranked #2 in the Canadian robattling statistics…and amongst champions of the world…you will find Kracker demonstrating it."
"Now Gont-Tsuan, I would like to re-furbish you. You no doubt could use a good cleaning, and lube after so long wherever you were. While I am offering, Kracker and Slag, come along as well. We'll make you two feel like new soon. Carrick, show Chad around, I believe you two will be spending more time around here for quite some time…we are going to have to train Gont-Tsuan."
Nodding in agreement, the two young men relax a little. Carrick pulls out his cell phone and dials his father's number quickly, "Dad? Yeah, 'tis me. There is someth-someone I would like you to meet…no, not a girl, a medabot. Send a ride now please." Carrick then folds his phone and puts it back into his pocket. He looks to Chad, and asks, "You wish to come man?"
Chad lifts his right eyebrow questioningly to Carrick, "I am a medafighter, and you couldn't stop me without nailing my feet into this concrete."
Gont-Tsuan looks around and then quietly sits on the cement while waiting. Chad crouches down to the robots level. "So…where were you all this time that you seem to have been missing?"
Gont-Tsuan replies in a low keyed tone while his eyes fade down to a usual green hue, "In a cave after my second to last battle. Anymore, I do not know."
Soon, a forest green toned van pulls up alongside the curb, and the side door rolls open allowing access into the interior. Carrick and Kracker climb in, followed by Gont-Tsuan, Chad, and Slag. The ride to Carrick's father's home is quiet, and short.
The van pulls off the road and onto secondary road, or at least it could have been, until a wrought iron gate obstructs the road. Two men check the driver, and then let him pass. The van then slowly accelerates up the winding path, stopping in front of the large mansion that holds Carrick's father. The side door rolls open almost silently, releasing the small group out to the front veranda.
Just outside the house door, a well built man stands in a dark navy blue house coat….it was his day off, and he had planned on relaxing. As Gont-Tsuan drops from the van, he knows what his son meant now…but who the other person was…he didn't have a clue. "Carrick, good to see you son…and Gont-Tsuan…tis a pleasure to meet you. And…Carrick, would you introduce me?" As he concludes he nods his head towards Chad and Slag.
Carrick picks up, as his father falls off, "Yes, this is Chad and his medabot Slag. We met earlier today; he challenged me to a robattle. Since he was new, I asked him if he would like to visit a parts store, but we then saw Gont-Tsuan…and now we are here. Chad, this is my father, Brach Jankett, owner of the Jankett Industries medabot import company."
To Chad, Brach looks like a powerful ageing man. The man's hair was thick and chestnut brown, but now peppered with silver strands. His face and arms at least were tanned, but not nearly as dark as Carrick's. Carrick was definitely his father's son. If Carrick were as old as his father, they could be confused for identical twins. Extending his hand to Brach, he smiles, "Chad Renoth sir."
"Renoth?" Brach's face twists in thought, and then beams, "Oh yes, your father I believe was hired to work for one of my subsidiary companies…I met him yesterday. You bear good resemblance of your father Chad. Now, let's get down to you Gont-Tsuan." Brach turns and looks down to the dark colored robot. "I would like to tell you what my father told me to tell you about that medallion of yours."
They are ushered into the mansion, finished in high quality wood furnishings, mostly seeming to be antiques. Brach leads the small group towards his den, and waves to the chairs provided in a motion for them all to sit. He continues deeper into the room, where he rears into his desk, and taps on something inside of the leg area. A small panel flips open on the surface of the desk, revealing a key with a shallow cut end. He pulls the key from its hidden hiding place, and then shuffles to a bookcase, and taps on the side, another panel pops open, almost paper thin. He inserts the key into the small hole, and twists it, opening a small metal hole. Inside, a medal drops out and into his awaiting palm.
The design is of a spear, with four small gem orbs inset along the shaft of the spears design. Gold in the spear head, then bronze, silver and blood red in the shaft. He holds the chrome colored medal in his fingers. "This medal is very similar to what yours is Gont-Tsuan. Yours however, is the broad sword, a weapon of courage, strength, and honor. The spear represents tactics, speed, and intelligence. Carrick has one of these medals as well, his is the mace; power, brutality, and courage…And legend has it, that a fourth exists, the Bow. The Bow medallion is utterly different than these medals…as its power resides in long ranged attacks."
"Now, each of these medals, if put into a normal medabot, unlocks every bit of potential within their body, they become faster, more agile, and more powerful. You Gont-Tsuan, are not a normal medabot however. You were made to be A.I., which the medals are themselves. You're A.I. programming over-rides the medals, thus you could use any Medal to power you, and at the state you are in now. But this limits you, with these medals; they can already use their powers, straight away. Normally, the Crab type that is Kracker, would be much easier to beat with this KBT type that is Slag, the Crab is exceptionally slower in comparison, even with some modification, but the Medallion has unlocked him, and made his equal in speed, giving the KBT…a massive obstacle. You however, are more powerful than most medabots today, but you have to unlock the powers of the medal with your own A.I. Once you do that, you will again, be one of the most powerful, if not THE most powerful medabot in known history. And you could be that way for years to come."
"Also, like the other "rare" medals, these medals contain the ability to use the medaforce. We have tested this in one of my labs, but found that it increases the actual power yield of the medaforce, AND allows more than just one blast…infact…several blasts. Carrick, I know you have not experienced this, but that is because Kracker has never actually needed to use it. However, you are currently ranked #2 in the Canadian robattling statistics…and amongst champions of the world…you will find Kracker demonstrating it."
"Now Gont-Tsuan, I would like to re-furbish you. You no doubt could use a good cleaning, and lube after so long wherever you were. While I am offering, Kracker and Slag, come along as well. We'll make you two feel like new soon. Carrick, show Chad around, I believe you two will be spending more time around here for quite some time…we are going to have to train Gont-Tsuan."