Part Four
"What?" Overdose's disbelieving whisper showed her shock as she stared at her computer.
"Lieutenant Ei--"
She waved her hand. "I heard you the first time, Bob. Just...gimme a moment." Overdose collapsed where she stood, sitting down abruptly.
Depth Charge looked between the computer and the femme. "Who?" he asked in confusion. He'd never heard of anyone called 'Eightline'.
Overdose barely heard him through her thoughts, but she absently told him, "He's the guy who put me in jail." She shook her head slowly. "I was starting to think I'd NEVER find him..."
Nobody named 'Eightline' is on this planet." Depth Charge frowned. "Does he have a different name, now?"
"Like, totally, dude," Bob said. "The bad dude's, like, named, like, Tarantulas, now."
"Tarantulas?" The Maximal blinked. "That would explain why he surrendered himself to us," he mumbled to himself.
Overdose heard him, and her eyes narrowed. If Eigh--er, Tarantulas, had surrendered to the Maximals, that meant he was at the Maximal base under guard. That might be a problem, or it might not be, depending on the security. She was confident that her skills would get her into the base, but this was too important to her to mess up. "Excuse me," she suddenly said to the ray-bot, and then she went offline.
* * * * *
Venom.
What do you want, Overdose?
Your help.
Why should I help you?
Do you want to get revenge on Eightline?
...you've found him?
Yes.
I want out. I want to kill him myself.
I won't let you out. Will you help me, or do I do this alone?
...I'll help. I have a condition, however.
I won't guarantee that I'll fulfill it.
Oh, you will. It's not so much of a condition as it is a guideline.
Guideline?
You specialize in torture as I specialized in destruction. If you won't let me kill him, I at least want to see him beg at our feet for the mercy of a quick death before you finish him. None of those gags you usually use.
I...see. You wish to make him grovel. Why?
Yes. I want him to pay for confining me...you...us...in that jail for so long. If not for that, you would have never met Protoform X, and I might have triumphed over you. I want to hear him scream for what he did to us.
...very well.
Then it's a deal?
Yes.
* * * * *
Overdose woke to see Depth Charge hovering over her worriedly. She looked up at him soberly, the color once again leeching from her fins, but this time leaving HER in control. "I'm sorry," she said softly. She lunged upward, her fists swinging together in a move that trapped the ray-bot's head between them with a resounding crunch.
The Maximal fell down dazedly, but didn't go offline. He struggled to sit up, his vision blurry. Hands suddenly grabbed his shoulders, and his eyes focused on the face right in front of his. "What--?"
"I told you not to trust me," she whispered. Overdose leaned forward slightly and gently pressed her lips to his mouth while her hands traveled from supporting his shoulders to cradling his head in a tender caress.
He closed his eyes as her still-colorful eyes swirled before him, making him even dizzier. That's why he didn't notice her knee until the hands holding his head brought it down to meet her kneecap. Depth Charge slid into unconsciousness wondering why Overdose kept kissing him, and why he seemed to enjoy it so much...
* * * * *
Rampage jumped as something rose up from underneath him where he stood in his beast mode over one of the tunnel entrances. "Depth Ch--Overdose!" He stared in surprise. "Overdose?"
The darkened femme glanced over at him, still hauling Depth Charge's inert body out of the tunnel. "Come help me," she ordered.
He laughed a bit uneasily. Overdose usually wasn't colored like that unless she was really angry, but he also had never seen her eyes look normal while she was in a killing rage. Was that a good thing? "Did you kill him?" he asked, disappointed that he hadn't had the chance to do it himself.
"No. I just knocked him out." The crazy femme stood aside as Rampage transformed and yanked the offline Maximal free, casually disregarding the damage done to the ray-bot as he scraped against the rocks.
"Oh. Well, allow me!" Rampage chuckled nastily. A strangle-hold around his neck stopped him from taking out his missile launcher, however. Overdose was hugging him happily.
"Thanks for helping me!" she yelled enthusiastically right in his audios. He flinched at the loud volume, so she stopped yelling. She didn't let him go, though. In fact, her grip even increased. "But I can't have you killing Depth Charge right now. I think I need you both out of commission at the moment," she said in a slightly sinister voice, twisting her body around until she was looking straight into his eyes.
Rampage blinked. "What? Overdose, I--"
"Sorry about this," she said seriously, and Rampage gasped in pain as all ten of her nails pierced his neck where she was still hugging him. The poison she kept them painted with flecked off into his mechfluid. Overdose remained clinging to him as he convulsed in pain, her eyes watching his as they dimmed to black.
The dose wouldn't kill him. Injecting him with that much poison had actually shortened his suffering because his systems couldn't support that much and had shut down quickly. She had given him nine times as much as his 'half-brother' because his healing abilities would probably take care of the stuff before she was finished, and she didn't want him interfering. She didn't want Depth Charge interfering either, so she had injected some of the poison into him as well before she left her caves.
"Bob, raise the shields." A green glow tinted the water down in the tunnels and then faded away, protecting her home.
She had done a couple more things before she left...
* * * * *
You should have just killed them.
I don't think so.
Whatever.
* * * * *
Overdose dug her heels into the sand and tugged again, hauling Depth Charge farther up onto shore. She had dragged Rampage to another point along the shoreline, so that the two of them wouldn't be near each other when they came back online. Both of them would be unable to contact anyone because she had disabled their commlinks. She felt bad about knocking them both out, but...not that bad.
Giggles bubbled up inside her as Overdose turned away to find her revenge at last.
* * * * *
"What?" Overdose's disbelieving whisper showed her shock as she stared at her computer.
"Lieutenant Ei--"
She waved her hand. "I heard you the first time, Bob. Just...gimme a moment." Overdose collapsed where she stood, sitting down abruptly.
Depth Charge looked between the computer and the femme. "Who?" he asked in confusion. He'd never heard of anyone called 'Eightline'.
Overdose barely heard him through her thoughts, but she absently told him, "He's the guy who put me in jail." She shook her head slowly. "I was starting to think I'd NEVER find him..."
Nobody named 'Eightline' is on this planet." Depth Charge frowned. "Does he have a different name, now?"
"Like, totally, dude," Bob said. "The bad dude's, like, named, like, Tarantulas, now."
"Tarantulas?" The Maximal blinked. "That would explain why he surrendered himself to us," he mumbled to himself.
Overdose heard him, and her eyes narrowed. If Eigh--er, Tarantulas, had surrendered to the Maximals, that meant he was at the Maximal base under guard. That might be a problem, or it might not be, depending on the security. She was confident that her skills would get her into the base, but this was too important to her to mess up. "Excuse me," she suddenly said to the ray-bot, and then she went offline.
* * * * *
Venom.
What do you want, Overdose?
Your help.
Why should I help you?
Do you want to get revenge on Eightline?
...you've found him?
Yes.
I want out. I want to kill him myself.
I won't let you out. Will you help me, or do I do this alone?
...I'll help. I have a condition, however.
I won't guarantee that I'll fulfill it.
Oh, you will. It's not so much of a condition as it is a guideline.
Guideline?
You specialize in torture as I specialized in destruction. If you won't let me kill him, I at least want to see him beg at our feet for the mercy of a quick death before you finish him. None of those gags you usually use.
I...see. You wish to make him grovel. Why?
Yes. I want him to pay for confining me...you...us...in that jail for so long. If not for that, you would have never met Protoform X, and I might have triumphed over you. I want to hear him scream for what he did to us.
...very well.
Then it's a deal?
Yes.
* * * * *
Overdose woke to see Depth Charge hovering over her worriedly. She looked up at him soberly, the color once again leeching from her fins, but this time leaving HER in control. "I'm sorry," she said softly. She lunged upward, her fists swinging together in a move that trapped the ray-bot's head between them with a resounding crunch.
The Maximal fell down dazedly, but didn't go offline. He struggled to sit up, his vision blurry. Hands suddenly grabbed his shoulders, and his eyes focused on the face right in front of his. "What--?"
"I told you not to trust me," she whispered. Overdose leaned forward slightly and gently pressed her lips to his mouth while her hands traveled from supporting his shoulders to cradling his head in a tender caress.
He closed his eyes as her still-colorful eyes swirled before him, making him even dizzier. That's why he didn't notice her knee until the hands holding his head brought it down to meet her kneecap. Depth Charge slid into unconsciousness wondering why Overdose kept kissing him, and why he seemed to enjoy it so much...
* * * * *
Rampage jumped as something rose up from underneath him where he stood in his beast mode over one of the tunnel entrances. "Depth Ch--Overdose!" He stared in surprise. "Overdose?"
The darkened femme glanced over at him, still hauling Depth Charge's inert body out of the tunnel. "Come help me," she ordered.
He laughed a bit uneasily. Overdose usually wasn't colored like that unless she was really angry, but he also had never seen her eyes look normal while she was in a killing rage. Was that a good thing? "Did you kill him?" he asked, disappointed that he hadn't had the chance to do it himself.
"No. I just knocked him out." The crazy femme stood aside as Rampage transformed and yanked the offline Maximal free, casually disregarding the damage done to the ray-bot as he scraped against the rocks.
"Oh. Well, allow me!" Rampage chuckled nastily. A strangle-hold around his neck stopped him from taking out his missile launcher, however. Overdose was hugging him happily.
"Thanks for helping me!" she yelled enthusiastically right in his audios. He flinched at the loud volume, so she stopped yelling. She didn't let him go, though. In fact, her grip even increased. "But I can't have you killing Depth Charge right now. I think I need you both out of commission at the moment," she said in a slightly sinister voice, twisting her body around until she was looking straight into his eyes.
Rampage blinked. "What? Overdose, I--"
"Sorry about this," she said seriously, and Rampage gasped in pain as all ten of her nails pierced his neck where she was still hugging him. The poison she kept them painted with flecked off into his mechfluid. Overdose remained clinging to him as he convulsed in pain, her eyes watching his as they dimmed to black.
The dose wouldn't kill him. Injecting him with that much poison had actually shortened his suffering because his systems couldn't support that much and had shut down quickly. She had given him nine times as much as his 'half-brother' because his healing abilities would probably take care of the stuff before she was finished, and she didn't want him interfering. She didn't want Depth Charge interfering either, so she had injected some of the poison into him as well before she left her caves.
"Bob, raise the shields." A green glow tinted the water down in the tunnels and then faded away, protecting her home.
She had done a couple more things before she left...
* * * * *
You should have just killed them.
I don't think so.
Whatever.
* * * * *
Overdose dug her heels into the sand and tugged again, hauling Depth Charge farther up onto shore. She had dragged Rampage to another point along the shoreline, so that the two of them wouldn't be near each other when they came back online. Both of them would be unable to contact anyone because she had disabled their commlinks. She felt bad about knocking them both out, but...not that bad.
Giggles bubbled up inside her as Overdose turned away to find her revenge at last.
* * * * *