The man watched as Nova flew towards medabot corp. He knew excately what he would do.
Man: He'll come in here, question me, then try to destroy the copier. And when he does that I'll shut him done, with the device we placed in his armor. He might come around. But by then, it shall already be too late.
Now imagine this poor suckers surprise, when a prominace blast hit the building. It was quickly followed by an annhilator.
Man: WHAT THE HELL? SOMEBODY KILL THAT PIECE OF
Now we all know, the main office of most buildings, is close to the roof. So the last thing you want to feel up their, is the floor shakeing.
The owner of medabot corporation, was not a happy man.
Man: So much for ruleing the world.
And then the building collapsed.
Meanwhile, halfway around the world, Angel and Saber were in a stalemate. Saber couldn't hurt Angel with the medaforce, Angel couldn't hit Saber because of his speed. Metabee was doing his best to fry Saber's shields, but to no avail.
But to Saber, something felt wrong. He felt to angry to robattle properly, otherwise he would have won by now. He couldn't figure it out, but the anger felt, artificial. And that medabot was so familar, yet the memory was absent. Almost as if, it was someplace else...
Saber had a breif glimpse of sanity. Yet he didn't know it yet.
Nova kicked through the rubble. He still hadn't found the fake medal. Yet it had to be here. He had to destroy it.
Nova: I'm looking through the wreckage of a ruined building, trying to find a single medal.
Nova took another look around.
Nova: To hell with this.
With that he took to the air, and charged his annhilators. Then he let loose with a blast that should have vaporised everything in the rubble.
But it didn't.
A medaforce bubble emerged from the rubble. And within it...
A single medal.
Now Nova was worried. Aganist A Saber copy, he would have had a good chance. But when your target is as small as a medal...
Nova wasn't faceing Saber... He was faceing the medaforce warrior.
Man: He'll come in here, question me, then try to destroy the copier. And when he does that I'll shut him done, with the device we placed in his armor. He might come around. But by then, it shall already be too late.
Now imagine this poor suckers surprise, when a prominace blast hit the building. It was quickly followed by an annhilator.
Man: WHAT THE HELL? SOMEBODY KILL THAT PIECE OF
Now we all know, the main office of most buildings, is close to the roof. So the last thing you want to feel up their, is the floor shakeing.
The owner of medabot corporation, was not a happy man.
Man: So much for ruleing the world.
And then the building collapsed.
Meanwhile, halfway around the world, Angel and Saber were in a stalemate. Saber couldn't hurt Angel with the medaforce, Angel couldn't hit Saber because of his speed. Metabee was doing his best to fry Saber's shields, but to no avail.
But to Saber, something felt wrong. He felt to angry to robattle properly, otherwise he would have won by now. He couldn't figure it out, but the anger felt, artificial. And that medabot was so familar, yet the memory was absent. Almost as if, it was someplace else...
Saber had a breif glimpse of sanity. Yet he didn't know it yet.
Nova kicked through the rubble. He still hadn't found the fake medal. Yet it had to be here. He had to destroy it.
Nova: I'm looking through the wreckage of a ruined building, trying to find a single medal.
Nova took another look around.
Nova: To hell with this.
With that he took to the air, and charged his annhilators. Then he let loose with a blast that should have vaporised everything in the rubble.
But it didn't.
A medaforce bubble emerged from the rubble. And within it...
A single medal.
Now Nova was worried. Aganist A Saber copy, he would have had a good chance. But when your target is as small as a medal...
Nova wasn't faceing Saber... He was faceing the medaforce warrior.