Chapter 6: Billy xr2

Minion Dragged himself out of his house. As a thoughts popped into his mind…. Minion got up and walked to school.  He stared at the sunrise thinking about everything. This whole thing was unnatural; he was too comfortable with the fact that he wasn't human, or just superhuman, as he preferred to call himself. He felt it let a lot of stress off of him.  Minion partly felt like this had happened to him before and he was waiting for it to happen again. And it did. 

When Minion finally stopped thing about the in tire ordeal he was at school, to his surprise, people stayed away from him, the jocks walked very nervously past him.  The girls whispered in the halls about the already partially known teenager.  Had someone leaked the information about him out? He wondered why no one was here to stop him…like the police. Maybe it was a gossip thing, and no one had proof.  Just then Kevin walked up to Minion.

"Uhh...hey Gary, I'm sorry about asking your girl out to the dance I mean before, I should have never done that. I mean Erica's your girl. Caz, uhh, yea she is your girl." Kevin went on about how stupid he was, "So um, no hard feeling's right man? No more killing people around me… or me?"

"Huh," Minion said, trying not to laugh-out loud, and trying even harder not to say, "Your next." "I have no idea what you're talking about.  No one's gonna get killed around me that I know of."

"So it was just a rumor." Kevin said.

The late bell rang as Kevin picked up the acting petrified Minion.

"No, No, Kevin don't hurt me! What did I do?" Minion said, trying hard not to laugh out loud again.  Kevin was now holding Minion by his shirt with one hard, trying to show his strength, but no one was in the halls to see because they were all in class.

"You're in for it now, punk." Kevin declared holding out his arm, about to make a sloppy punch.

"Heh, am I?" Minion picked Kevin up, who was already holding Minion, so it looked very weird, Minion was floating in the air, holding up someone 2x bigger then himself. Kevin panicked, his face becoming more and more distorted.

"No one will die," thought Minion, "Just get scared." Minion threw Kevin to the ground and walk to his next class. Kevin was still shaking.  The day rolled on.

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Bobby started at a hologram of the earth.  "Beautiful," bobby said in awe.  "Summon ex-commander Billyxr2 now, General Doris." Bobby was sitting in a large black padded chair, in an aircraft orbiting the earth.  His eyes fixed on the hologram as a heavy "thump, thump" came closer and closer to him.  A knock on the door, Bobby said easily, "Enter Xr2."

"Please, Sir," said the large Humanoid. "Billy is fine," he said with a low bow.

"Close the door please, Ex-commander Billy."

"Yes sir," he with a true droning voice.

"Now I have a favor to ask you, this is one of two, Billy," Bobby continued, "One, I ask that you change into your regular, more suiting form please."

Billy made a low bow again with a large smile on his face as he effortlessly changed from robot to human form, shrinking a good 4 feet from his 10 foot-robotic body. 

"Your second re-quest sir?"

"Given your…ranking now, because of your last failure," started Bobby a bit perturbed. "You were highly demoted… to a test drone."

Billy flinched at the words "Test drone."  Oh the pain he had subdued.  So many new modifications onto his body, giving him the odd lump into his chest when in drone form.  The lump did have its uses however, one of witch gave him is effortless transforming ability.  He could easily shape shift into anything uploaded into his hard drive in his lumpy chest.  So far Billy had a very large collection of random and important creatures around the mega-verse, universes inside universes, billions found, trillions unharmed by this so called "man-kind," witch was truly a giant melting pot of billions of species.

"Do you remember why you were demoted so heavily ex-of-command?" Bobby quickly interrogated.

"All to well sir, all to well."

"Another mission with that many casualties and bombs, alarms and panic, and I will have your mother board. Or I will hand you over to my personal torturers."

An ugly yellow barbarian gave a low grunt as he tightened his hands on his axe-blade. Billy swallowed synthetic spit that was made when he is in human form.

"As for my second request," Bobby added trying to draw Billy's attention away from the axe-blade, "I want you to perform a rebellion pick-up.  I will program the coordinates into your personal ship, filled with 20 mercenaries at your disposal, however, none shall die, or else," Bobby glanced over at the alien with the heavy axe-blade.

"The pick up will be at a school dance, break down the gym walls and then abducted the man I identify. He most likely will put up resistance."

"Is he the reason you gave me the troops to use?" Billy asked.

"No, he will not present a bit of a problem to you, he isn't strong enough yet."

"Oh, is he a one of those prophecies?" Billy asked.

"To an extant, he is unique.  I will tell you more about him after he gets back safely. Upon any trouble contact me, understand?"

"Yes sir, but again, what are the troopers for?"

"The mercenaries? Oh, if you come across someone, very frail I would think, also he would seem undead and god-like all in one."

"Yes sir, thank you for the information and the second chance sir." Billy said, sprits rising every moment.

"Second chance? Oh no, this is a test and a pick up, I choose you because I think you will have something to do with the boy later on."

"Yes sir"

"Dismissed Xr2."

"The White Lord is wise." Billy said bowing.

"Indeed," Bobby responded, "Indeed."

Billy exited the room as he prepared for his first space trip in 3 months.