Nova walked through the white halls, of Medabot corp, his new armor shineing. Both it, and his beam saber, had been altered to be imune to the medaforce. When telling the director about Angel, the man merely implied, that Angel had come from medabot corp. Silently, Nova walked into a room, where a singal medal, underwent a delicate surgery. Nova watched intently, for in this singal medal...
The hope of mankind rested.
He silently watched as the medal was put into the medabot. Due to Nova's request, it was a prometheus. Silently the medabot came to life.
Medabot: And you are?...
Nova: My name is Nova. We need you to save earth, from someone, probably more powerful than you.
Medabot: Sounds normal.
Nova: Their's only one problem...
Medabot: And that is?
Nova: That medabot, is a more powerful you.
Medabot: A more powerful me?
Nova: Yes. Your a copy of the original Saber. It's been over five hundred years, since your attack on MetaEvil's fortress.
Medabot: 500.
Nova: Uh huh.
Medabot: Well then. If I've gone nuts...
He raised his head to look at Nova.
Saber2: Then I better do something about it.
The guard at the medabot corporation, had just about enough odd things today. A large group of assorted medabots, kind of finished it for him.
Guard: Listen, I don't care what your reason is, the director dosen't want to be distur...
His voice cut off, as one of the yellow KBT's put a gun to his face.
Metabee: We don't care about your director. We're here to see Nova.
Peter: Can you just let us in?
Guard: No kid. And control your medabot.
Peter: Who says he's mine?
The guards eye's widened, and his face turned pale. Then, the door opened, and two medabots walked out. One, was Nova. The other, the didn't know.
Metabee: Hey Nova. Whose the new guy?
Nova: A copy of Saber.
All: WHAT!!!!!!!
Nova put his hands up, as all the weapons in the crowd aimed.
Nova: Easy. Easy. This was before even Photonics time. He's not insane.
Saber2: Well... No more than usual.
The hope of mankind rested.
He silently watched as the medal was put into the medabot. Due to Nova's request, it was a prometheus. Silently the medabot came to life.
Medabot: And you are?...
Nova: My name is Nova. We need you to save earth, from someone, probably more powerful than you.
Medabot: Sounds normal.
Nova: Their's only one problem...
Medabot: And that is?
Nova: That medabot, is a more powerful you.
Medabot: A more powerful me?
Nova: Yes. Your a copy of the original Saber. It's been over five hundred years, since your attack on MetaEvil's fortress.
Medabot: 500.
Nova: Uh huh.
Medabot: Well then. If I've gone nuts...
He raised his head to look at Nova.
Saber2: Then I better do something about it.
The guard at the medabot corporation, had just about enough odd things today. A large group of assorted medabots, kind of finished it for him.
Guard: Listen, I don't care what your reason is, the director dosen't want to be distur...
His voice cut off, as one of the yellow KBT's put a gun to his face.
Metabee: We don't care about your director. We're here to see Nova.
Peter: Can you just let us in?
Guard: No kid. And control your medabot.
Peter: Who says he's mine?
The guards eye's widened, and his face turned pale. Then, the door opened, and two medabots walked out. One, was Nova. The other, the didn't know.
Metabee: Hey Nova. Whose the new guy?
Nova: A copy of Saber.
All: WHAT!!!!!!!
Nova put his hands up, as all the weapons in the crowd aimed.
Nova: Easy. Easy. This was before even Photonics time. He's not insane.
Saber2: Well... No more than usual.