Hey, Oct. 12, 2001- something interesting happened today.
We have code greens, but they have never been used. Today, some kid dislocated his knee in gym (and they say Gym doesn't kill…) and I am serious. He is a friend of mine, even though we aren't that close. We went through school together. I saw the ambulance and I know that it's no fun to dislocate something. So, if you could, pray for the kid. It'll be appreciated. Thank you all –Emerald Mami
Mami shivered. It was not because she was cold, it was because she was afraid. Something bad was going to happen.
"Why are Mavericks chasing you, in particular? I know they hate humans, but to deliver a message…" Zero's voice trailed off.
Mami shrugged. "There's something wrong here," she began.
"What?" X asked.
"There's pain, I guess. But then, it's supposed to be the realm of death. What did I expect? Happy bunny people with baskets?"
Zero chuckled, and X and Mami swiveled their heads to look at him. "That reminds me of a project I was on when I was Maverick," he began.
"It's story-time," Mami replied sarcastically. "I mean, it's not like there was a convention of robots or anything, like there was when I was five and got some freakn' memory zap- sorry. I yap to much when I'm nervous."
Zero had at first turned to a bright pink, then a pale shade of gray.
"Are you trying to mimic Sting Chameleon?" X joked, but his grin faded as Zero grew much more serious.
"Mami, please tell me that there wasn't three Hunters and five Mavericks."
"Uhh, yeah, there were," Mami confessed. "Why?"
"What was the vision?"
"Fifteen robots in a bunch of Life-tube things. They kinda looked like embryos."
Zero
went limp. "No," he whispered. His mind was functioning were his
mind was not. That explains a lot; why she beat me, why she's tall,
why she's here…What's her element?
"Zero? I take it that's bad."
"Oh, no," a voice said from above. "That's good, sister. You're one of us. One of the Elite Fifteen."
Zero was in too much of a shock to notice Death, hanging from the ceiling.
"Death! Let us go!" X cried.
"NO!! I gotta keep you here to Siggy does what he's 'sposed to do! Sister!"
Mami was staring at the cross-boned lady (She seemed to like the "poison" sign…).
"SISTER!! WHAT IS YOUR ELEMENT!!!!" Death demanded. "I don't wanna drag it from ye."
"No way, Death! She's with me!!!" X began shooting at Death.
Mami held her head. Too many voices… Zero shock… X anger… Death in pain… Death: Ahh. I see.
"X!" Death cried, suddenly. "Mami belongs to us Mavericks! All my pain is hers!"
"Shut up," Mami whimpered, too soft to be heard. "Too many voices, too much truth…"
Zero hadn't snapped out of it.
Mami looked at him, then her old self recovered. "AIRHEAD!!!" she yelled.
Zero jumped, then saw the battle.
"We is gonna die!"
"Not if I can help it!" Zero yelled, and joined X. Death shot a glance at Mami.
Mami nodded, and Death teleported out.
"COWARD!!" X yelled, but the cave spun.
They were back at school. It was empty. The high school was empty. The lights showed.
Mami seemed to recover quickly. "You freakn' fools!" she began. "Get your hinds out of the freakn' uniforms! It's homecoming!"
"PASS!"
Zero fell over on the bleachers from this sound. "Shut up, you fool!" he yelled, turning around.
Dr. Cain smiled at him. "Gee, thanks Zero," he replied.
"Sir! I'm sorry! I didn't see you there…"
"Ah, well, if you would have realized X was getting refreshments, you would have."
Zero winced, but turned back to the game.
"By the way, Mami asked me to do a Reploid scan of her. Most humans kinda know if they're human…"
"Yes, sir," Zero said, trying to absorb himself in the game. "She's one of the Fifteen."
"Then I need you back. That's the reason you were sent."
"I thought it was-"
"Oh, right, like Sigma's gonna invade a school with a bunch of smart-asses!"
While Zero and Dr. Cain discussed the issues on the Fifteen, X was trying to make his way through the crowd. His arms were full with snacks, and he could barely see over them.
"Need help?" Mami asked, then helped X by taking four boxes. "Who's eating this stuff anyway?"
"Uhh, that's personal. Mami, why do you think you're a reploid?"
Mami grinned. "It's personal. Actually, I think I've found the answer."
"Yeah, right," X said, rolling his eyes.
"Very well. My mom keeps a diary. And, I'm always breaking needles with shots and stuff."
"I can see why."
"Because they never puncture my skin. I've never got a cut or broken a bone, what the hell does it mean!"
"You're lucky?"
"Lucky my ass," she muttered.
"Death, report."
"Yes, Sigma. She's the Mind."
"Really? I created her myself. How interesting."
"She's gotten an upload on her powers. She's hearing thoughts, adapting well."
"Very good. Dismissed."
Death nodded, leaving an evil Sigma chuckling.
He pulled out a small, glass box with a word on it- Mind.
"Perhaps I should visit her…"