Times of Change - Chapter 6


Rokusho stared at the old man,. "Who are you? And what is this favor you ask of me?" The old man closed his eyes and opened them, then, he started to explain, "Tomorrow, you must try to stop your friends. Try to get them to stay together." The white medabot had no clue what the old man was talking about, "My friends? Who are you talking about?" The old man stared at Rokusho then remembered that the medabot did not have any memories of Metabee and the others.. He gave a long sigh. This was going to be longer than expected.

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Metabee got up, "Hey guys! Today's the day!" Just then, Lierne walked into the room. Metabee's voice dropped a bit, "Lierne. How are you?" Lierne casted him a smile, making him blush faintly (can medabots blush??), and said, "I'm fine." She waited for all of the medabot's attention before continuing, "You have an assignement. You'll lead the attack on Zanarkand today. You'll leave in aproximately three and a half hours. Until then, you can do whatever you want." Metabee nodded, barely listening.

Lierne walked out of the room, smiling faintly. She had him wrapped around his finger. This was going to be so easy. She didn't understand why her master would be afraid something might go wrong. "LIERNE!!" Her name rang down the hallway. Lierne stopped smiling. That idiot Zark was calling her again. She scolded but she soon composed herself as she hurried down the hall toward Zark's office.

Brass watched Lierne leave, her gaze lingered on the door a few minutes before watching Metabee. He still seemed dazed. Brass sighed angrily. Why did Metabee have to notice that human so much? Brass could thinking of a thousand thing that made her better than Lierne. Brass sighed. After all, they did have a battle to prepare for.

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Sumilidon looked around, "Hey, where is Warbandit?" The other medabots looked as well. But there was no sign of the Lion-type medabot. Metabee shrugged, too preoccupied with his thoughts to care. Brass stalked over to him angrily, "Metabee!! I don't know you anymore! What is with you these days?! Don't you even care what will happen to Warbandit?! Is Lierne that important to you that you will ditch all your friends?!!" Metabee stared at Brass for a few seconds, for the first time, he noticed how strong she looked when she was angry. Maybe it was because she was usually calm. Metabee looked down and muttered, "Sorry Brass. I guess I was kind of preoccupied." He looked up, back to his normal self, "Alright! Then let's go find Warbandit!"

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Rokusho stared at the disappearing silhouette of Asaar. He had learned much from the old man. He now remembered Metabee and his friends. But most of his memories were still blurry. "Never mind my memories. I must hurry to Bevelle." He took off and ran towards the city of Bevelle.

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warbandit was roaming the streets of Bevelle. He wasn't really heading somewhere. He just had a feeling that he should be here. Suddenly, he spotted a familiar silhouette in the crowd. Could it be...? Warbandit slipped a little closer and squinted, trying to see better. Squinting didn't really help a Medabots see better, but he had picked up the habit from watching humans. Warbandit followed the familiar silhouette until he was close enough to see who it really was. He gasped. It was. The person looked exactly like Victor. But how was it possible? He didn't have time to ponder on this futher because the man started walking away. Warbandit followed. He wasn't sure why, but he felt as if he had to know how this man was.

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Rokusho made it to the City of Bevelle. It was now close to noon. "Now I have to find where Metabee and the others are." He looked into the crowded streets of Bevelle and sighed, "This is going to be looking for needles in a haystack." He glanced around and noticed a tall building. Probably an inn of some kind. "I'll watch from the rooftop."

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Metabee felt frustrated. They had searched for so long. Metabee sighed, "I don't get it. Why would Warbandit run off by himself?" Neutranurse nodded, "Yes, it's not like him at all." Sumilidon suddenly pointed upward and told the others, "Hey look over there. Isn't that Rokusho?" The others all whirled around to where the tiger medabot was pointed. Sure enough, standing atop of the Inn was Rokusho. And he seemed to have spotted the group too because he quickly jumped off the building and went over to them.

Metabee greeted the white medabot, "Hey Rokusho." Rokusho merely nodded, "Metabee. Are all of you here?" He glanced at the four of them. Rokusho froze. Warbandit was missing. Apparently, he had been too late, but he had to make sure, "Where is Warbandit?" Metabee titled his head at him, "What?! How do you know Warbandit was with us? And Rokusho, what are you doing here?" Rokusho ignored the question and asked again, "Where is Warbandit?" Neutranurse answered for Metabee, "We can't find him. He's been missing since this morning..."

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The man finally stopped in front of an old abandonned building. Warbandit looked around to check out his surroundings. He looked back at where the man had stood, he was gone. Warbandit puzzled over this. He couldn't have gone that far. Unless he went into the building. Warbandit approached the building cautiously and stepped in. There he saw a few children huddled together. They looked hungry as if they hadn't eaten anything for a few days. There was also a girl, older. She stared at Warbandit cautiously and asked, "Who are you? What are you?" The medabot took another step foward and said, "I am Warbandit. I won't hurt you."

The girl sat down and looked at Warbandit. The medabot had asked her to explain why they were in this abandonneed building. So she started explaining. No one had ever asked her. No one even cared about them. She opened her mouth and the words flowed out, "Before this stupid war started, we were all happy children. When the war had first started, it was so bad. But more and more, there were people being killed. And all this because Bevelle just doesn't want to give up this stupid war. No one even knows what we're fighting for anymore. The only reason that this City is still standing is because people are forced into battle. So many people die everyday. And the war still isn't over yet. Ever since Zark had taken power, the war has doubled its intensity. The Zanarkand, even, Asaar, the old priest, had wanted to stop this and come to a peaceful end. But how can they talk peace if Zark keeps attacking Zanarkand?" The girl sighed, tear were now streaming down her face.

Warbandit left the building. He now saw no longer saw the beauty of the city anymore. Everywhere he went he saw the pained tired expression of on people's faces. He saw the death and destruction in the streets. The broken expressions on those who had lost a dear one. And he felt anger at Bevelle. Anger at the stubborness of Zark and mostly, anger at Metabee for wanting to fight against Zanarkand...

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Oooh, yay! another chapter up! Whee! It's all starting to making sense now! ^^ Sorry for the slight delay (a lil problem with my writer's block). But, this chapter was a bit longer than the rest. Right? Bleh, I don't feel like to compare. Next chapter will be up soon! And, as usual, please review~