Okay time for the second chapter. But first lets answer one of my
reviewers questions. This is set in an alternative reality. In my story
Tima the robot was never made and Kenichi never came to Metropolis. As for
more description on how Rock and Summer got to know each other... My
alternative self (Summer) doesn't always tell me everything. In other words
I don't know. Well I bet you're tired of reading my babble so onto the
story. Oh one more thing to those who await the next chapter. I already
have a bunch of the story written out in my evil purple notebook so I won'
really be able to make any drastic changes to the storyline. I hope this
chapter is better than the last.
The next day Atlas decided to walk with Summer to the Ziggeraught. He wanted to make sure she didn't get into anymore trouble with the robots on the way there. He left her just before they reached the approxamate spot where she was to meet Rock. They said goodbye and Summer looked around for Rock. She saw him almost instantly. He had his back turned and as she looked at him an evil idea popped into her mind. She snuck toward him until she was very close. Then, as quietly as possible, she prepared to jump. She waited for just the right moment when he was distracted. The moment came; he was itching his head totally oblivious to everything but his itch. she launched herself onto his back in a smooth motion. "Hiya rock!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.
When Summer had climbed off his back Rock turned on her. "Damn you Summer!"She looked innocently back at him. "I'm sorry Rock, I couldn't help it." "Bull Shit. Well anyways I want you to meet my father." "That would be interesting,. I think I would like to meet him." "Good. Lets go." He started walking into the tower. Summer stood rooted to the spot. "Y...You mean he's in there." She stammerd. "Yes. Follow me." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside.
Summer gaped at the inside of the building as Rock led her towards a very large set of doors. "This is the room in which the throne of power is. He's checking the adjustments they have to make on it so that maybe a human can one day sit on it." Rock explained as Summer continued staring around speechlessly. "Er... W... Well I don't really think we should bother him if he is in the throneroom," Summer said quietly, "let's leave." Before another word could be said the door were opened and a man that looked surprisingly like Ganondorf walked out. "Duke Red..." Summer whispered in awe. The Duke looked at Rock completely ignoring Summer. "I shall not be needing your services here today Rock so you can wander the city on your own bussiness." "Yes fa -" "Hi Duke Red!" Summer broke in cutting off Rock. The Duke studied her with amusemet and then his face broke into a smile. "Well hello, its nice to meet you..." "Summer" she supplied. "Oh well I have to go now Summer but maybe we can meet again sometime." Duke Red strode off without waiting for a reply.
Rock stared incredulously at Summer. If he had ever been that rude to someone in front of the Duke, let alone the Duke himself, he would have been punished by one of the severe beating the Duke used to vent his anger. "Rock, your mouth is hanging open." Summer looked at him questioningly then reached up and pushed his glasses back up to his eyes from where they had slid down his nose. "Hey I have an idea! Now that I've met your father maybe you could meet my parents!" Rock nodded still trying to absorb the fact that Duke Red had found Summers ignorance amusing. He slowly began making his way back outside the tower with Summer folloing eagerly.
When they were once again outside in the rush of technology that was part of Metropolis' trademark Summer took the lead and headed off into the city. Rock was confused. She was heading in the direction that was totally opposite of the block that led down to Zone I, and the house where he had left her yesterday. Then he figured her parents must work on the upper level of the city. He was in for a shock. Summer headed right into a Metropolis equivelent for a graveyard. She headed to one of the largest memorials and stood by it waiting for him to read the names. "Rock, I would lioke you to meet my parents." He was stunned. "You... You mean your parents are... are..." "Yes Rock, they were murderd two weeks ago." He took off his sunglasses and studied her.
She must be harboring a lot of pain. But she coverd it well with her happy attitude. "Who are you staying with?" He asked still dazed from the shock of learning of her parents. "A friend. I want you to meet him. C'mon!" She rushed out of the graveyard and he ran to catch up. She dashed through the city eager to get back down to Zone I. They got clearence and when into the Zone she slowed and waited for him to catch his breath. When he was ready to move on again he started heading in the direction of place he had left her the other day. "No, this way Rock, it's a shortcut." Summer grabbed his arm and drug him, cursing, off down an alley. After an hour of traipsing through the garabage and refuse of the alleys with Summer asking his advice on which way to go every few minutes they found themselves in a dead end which they had been stuck in several times before.
"Um I was sure it was this way..." Summer said in confusion. Rock glared at her. There was a sound at the mouthof the alley and they both whirled to see what had made it. It was a lone, wandering, waste management robot. Then as if by magic several more appeared behind it. They locked onto Summer and started moving toward her. Remebering what had happened when they met Rock, not wanting to lose his new semi-friend to a waste disposal facilitie, put his arm protectively around Summer and pulled her behind him. As the first few robots enterd the alley more appeared behind them and more behind those. Rock, true to his Malduk training, instinctivly pulled his gun from its holster and started firing at the crazed garbage robots who were now attempting to reach Summer.
He had to shift his grip on Summer to be able to have free firing range. Incidently his arm slipped up around her chest. Feeling a little uncomfortable Summer had to say something. "Um... Excuse me Rock, but could you kindly remove your arm from my -" "Shut-up, I'm trying to keep you from being thrown away so you could at least show a little gratitude." "Sorry." She blushed slightly. Suddenly there was the sound of gunshots from the other end of the alley and a very familier looking someone could be seen on the other side of the robots clearing a path toward them. Summer turned an even brighter red when that someone started laughing histerically. When the last of the robots fell and Rock released his grip on Summer. The man walked toward them still laughing and now clutching his side.
"Hello Atlas." Summer said quietly. When his laughing subsided Atlas explained himself. "Well, I saw all the robots heading over here and I figured I had better check out what was attracting them. When I saw it was you it explained everything. Oh, and you were just one alley off by the way." "So thats where I went wrong. By the way, Rock, this is Atlas. He's the one I'm stating with." "Hello Rock." Atlas said in a cold voice. Summer looked at Rock. His eyes were hidden behind his sun-glasses but Summer was positive that if she could have seen them they would have been hard and otherwise expressionless.
The next day Atlas decided to walk with Summer to the Ziggeraught. He wanted to make sure she didn't get into anymore trouble with the robots on the way there. He left her just before they reached the approxamate spot where she was to meet Rock. They said goodbye and Summer looked around for Rock. She saw him almost instantly. He had his back turned and as she looked at him an evil idea popped into her mind. She snuck toward him until she was very close. Then, as quietly as possible, she prepared to jump. She waited for just the right moment when he was distracted. The moment came; he was itching his head totally oblivious to everything but his itch. she launched herself onto his back in a smooth motion. "Hiya rock!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.
When Summer had climbed off his back Rock turned on her. "Damn you Summer!"She looked innocently back at him. "I'm sorry Rock, I couldn't help it." "Bull Shit. Well anyways I want you to meet my father." "That would be interesting,. I think I would like to meet him." "Good. Lets go." He started walking into the tower. Summer stood rooted to the spot. "Y...You mean he's in there." She stammerd. "Yes. Follow me." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside.
Summer gaped at the inside of the building as Rock led her towards a very large set of doors. "This is the room in which the throne of power is. He's checking the adjustments they have to make on it so that maybe a human can one day sit on it." Rock explained as Summer continued staring around speechlessly. "Er... W... Well I don't really think we should bother him if he is in the throneroom," Summer said quietly, "let's leave." Before another word could be said the door were opened and a man that looked surprisingly like Ganondorf walked out. "Duke Red..." Summer whispered in awe. The Duke looked at Rock completely ignoring Summer. "I shall not be needing your services here today Rock so you can wander the city on your own bussiness." "Yes fa -" "Hi Duke Red!" Summer broke in cutting off Rock. The Duke studied her with amusemet and then his face broke into a smile. "Well hello, its nice to meet you..." "Summer" she supplied. "Oh well I have to go now Summer but maybe we can meet again sometime." Duke Red strode off without waiting for a reply.
Rock stared incredulously at Summer. If he had ever been that rude to someone in front of the Duke, let alone the Duke himself, he would have been punished by one of the severe beating the Duke used to vent his anger. "Rock, your mouth is hanging open." Summer looked at him questioningly then reached up and pushed his glasses back up to his eyes from where they had slid down his nose. "Hey I have an idea! Now that I've met your father maybe you could meet my parents!" Rock nodded still trying to absorb the fact that Duke Red had found Summers ignorance amusing. He slowly began making his way back outside the tower with Summer folloing eagerly.
When they were once again outside in the rush of technology that was part of Metropolis' trademark Summer took the lead and headed off into the city. Rock was confused. She was heading in the direction that was totally opposite of the block that led down to Zone I, and the house where he had left her yesterday. Then he figured her parents must work on the upper level of the city. He was in for a shock. Summer headed right into a Metropolis equivelent for a graveyard. She headed to one of the largest memorials and stood by it waiting for him to read the names. "Rock, I would lioke you to meet my parents." He was stunned. "You... You mean your parents are... are..." "Yes Rock, they were murderd two weeks ago." He took off his sunglasses and studied her.
She must be harboring a lot of pain. But she coverd it well with her happy attitude. "Who are you staying with?" He asked still dazed from the shock of learning of her parents. "A friend. I want you to meet him. C'mon!" She rushed out of the graveyard and he ran to catch up. She dashed through the city eager to get back down to Zone I. They got clearence and when into the Zone she slowed and waited for him to catch his breath. When he was ready to move on again he started heading in the direction of place he had left her the other day. "No, this way Rock, it's a shortcut." Summer grabbed his arm and drug him, cursing, off down an alley. After an hour of traipsing through the garabage and refuse of the alleys with Summer asking his advice on which way to go every few minutes they found themselves in a dead end which they had been stuck in several times before.
"Um I was sure it was this way..." Summer said in confusion. Rock glared at her. There was a sound at the mouthof the alley and they both whirled to see what had made it. It was a lone, wandering, waste management robot. Then as if by magic several more appeared behind it. They locked onto Summer and started moving toward her. Remebering what had happened when they met Rock, not wanting to lose his new semi-friend to a waste disposal facilitie, put his arm protectively around Summer and pulled her behind him. As the first few robots enterd the alley more appeared behind them and more behind those. Rock, true to his Malduk training, instinctivly pulled his gun from its holster and started firing at the crazed garbage robots who were now attempting to reach Summer.
He had to shift his grip on Summer to be able to have free firing range. Incidently his arm slipped up around her chest. Feeling a little uncomfortable Summer had to say something. "Um... Excuse me Rock, but could you kindly remove your arm from my -" "Shut-up, I'm trying to keep you from being thrown away so you could at least show a little gratitude." "Sorry." She blushed slightly. Suddenly there was the sound of gunshots from the other end of the alley and a very familier looking someone could be seen on the other side of the robots clearing a path toward them. Summer turned an even brighter red when that someone started laughing histerically. When the last of the robots fell and Rock released his grip on Summer. The man walked toward them still laughing and now clutching his side.
"Hello Atlas." Summer said quietly. When his laughing subsided Atlas explained himself. "Well, I saw all the robots heading over here and I figured I had better check out what was attracting them. When I saw it was you it explained everything. Oh, and you were just one alley off by the way." "So thats where I went wrong. By the way, Rock, this is Atlas. He's the one I'm stating with." "Hello Rock." Atlas said in a cold voice. Summer looked at Rock. His eyes were hidden behind his sun-glasses but Summer was positive that if she could have seen them they would have been hard and otherwise expressionless.