Chapter 5-
Black Cross Tears
The next time Eagle went out of the white room, he didn't say anything to Sanura. She stayed in the control room always, so Eagle figured she had no need for nourishment. The walls/doors opened at his command, so he was free to wander about. He only entered the control room once. He was miserably bored most of the time. There was only the bathroom and his room to go into. The fourth wall didn't reveal any doors, so he figured it was either private, or there wasn't anything there at all.
After a while, Eagle began to long for conversation, so he asked the white room if he could talk to his ship. "No, Eagle." Came Sanura's voice. It now sounded cold to Eagle, but he figured it only seemed that was now that he knew she was a mecha. "You know communication systems can't work properly in the black zone."
Eagle sighed and got up from the table, walking out of the white room into the hall. He reluctantly walked to the control room and sat down on the floor. "So," he said. "Do you plan to wander around black space until you can gain enough courage to use the boosters?"
Sanura turned towards him. "Eagle, you are one of little faith. We should be back in Autozam airspace within one day. I strongly recommend resting. I'll need your energy to help."
Eagle leaned back. "Okay. What did you do with my armor?"
Sanura shrugged. "You were a mess when I pulled you out of the GTO. I had to discard your armor to treat your wounds."
Eagle said, "What wounds? I didn't feel anything when I woke up."
Sanura explained as she steered the ship. "The white room contains a revive table. When Autozam created the Black Mecha, they were to be used as transportation for fighters. So they figured they'd add a reviving device to the ship. The table revives you humans to full health. You would have lost your leg, arm, and would have been knocked out for a week without it."
"So.." Said Eagle slowly. "How long was I knocked out?"
"Three days." Sanura replied.
Neither of them talked again for a long time. Then, Eagle asked the question that was on is mind. "Did you." he took a deep breath. "Were you a part of the rebellion?"
Sanura looked briefly at him, and then looked back out at the sky. "Why should I tell you, Eagle?"
Eagle's eyes were steady on the Black Mecha. "Because the Black Mecha killed my family. Do you really want us to create more like you so they can suffer? We never truly understood why your kind rebelled. I need to know to prevent that kind of tragedy from happening again. If you were a part of the rebellion, you would have the reason for the rebellion. That's why."
Sanura didn't say anything. Eagle waited. Sanura sighed and closed her eyes, then began. "Once there was a man who came up with the idea to create indestructible mecha to fight Autozam's wars for them. They were to have emotion, and were to serve Autozam with their lives. They had free will that they couldn't use. They were created with feelings and the wish for freedom. But that freedom was unattainable." Sanura opened her eyes and looked up. "So the mecha pleaded with their creators for freedom. But their masters would not agree with them. So the mecha rebelled." Sanura reached over to her right and flipped a switch. There was a small beep, and then rapid clicking noises came from the machine. Sanura didn't say anymore. Eagle wanted -needed- to know more. "But why did you have to kill them? My people were killed, my family was killed. And you mecha have been so heartless about it!"
Sanura snapped and turned on him. The heavy metal boots, he saw, were attached to wires coming from the floor, giving her very little room to move. But she turned fully to face him, eyes blazing. "Heartless?!" she shrieked. "We're heartless? Your kind, the people of Autozam, they created creatures who could love and feel emotion! Your people gave us feeling, but didn't allow us to use it! They invaded every thought, every idea, and then deformed it, treating us like we were slaves, just robots to deal with. LOOK!" she yelled. She thrust her plated arms out before him. The armor melted away to reveal her skin underneath. X-shaped marks ran up and down the skin. They were scars. "And as if that isn't enough!" she yelled, her voice choked. The rest of her armor began to melt away. She was tall and lean, her brown hair cut short. She wore no clothes. Her chest and legs were without normal human body parts. And X's ran across her skin.
Eagle's mouth hung open as she saw all of the X-shaped scars. "What..." he said. "What happened?"
"There were training programs, Eagle." Sanura said calmly. She had tears in her yellow eyes. "The Black Mecha were known to be powerful. They were known to be undefeatable. So how did Autozam control them? We were not to be controlled by words. They had to punish and punish us. We are, by nature, violent beings. We never wished to be controlled. We were beat so fiercely that many of us died. We died by being beaten to death. Your people," she said with venom in her voice. "Cared nothing for us. That is why we rebelled. That, Eagle, is why so many of your people died. It's because we died. We took the equal number of lives to what you took. If you wanted slaves, you should have created soulless beings. That was your mistake."
Eagle, still down on the floor, looked up at Sanura's face and saw all of the pain that was created there. This was his father's creation. A creature who wanted to love so dearly, but wasn't allowed to. A creature that could only hate. As Eagle saw, he realized. He realized why Sanura hadn't scanned his mind. She hadn't wanted to be like him and his people. She didn't want to know all about him, just like they had known all about her.
Eagle saw the passion in this thing that was much more than just a machine. He stood up slowly to face her. She was perhaps a head shorter than him, but she looked up at him with confidence and no fear. Eagle searched her eyes for a moment. He saw her desperate need for love. He saw her need to feel the emotion that she had been given. And so Eagle wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. At first, Sanura had the instinct to pull away. But then she felt something new soar through her. She felt love.
So the human and the mecha embraced, making up for a lifetime of mistakes and misunderstandings. And as Eagle held her, this creature full of sorrow, he knew what he must do.
Kitty- Deep stuff, deep stuff. Gaddo- Yep. So sad. Kitty- And this isn't even the worst yet. Gaddo- O.o Kitty- Yeah. Review!
The next time Eagle went out of the white room, he didn't say anything to Sanura. She stayed in the control room always, so Eagle figured she had no need for nourishment. The walls/doors opened at his command, so he was free to wander about. He only entered the control room once. He was miserably bored most of the time. There was only the bathroom and his room to go into. The fourth wall didn't reveal any doors, so he figured it was either private, or there wasn't anything there at all.
After a while, Eagle began to long for conversation, so he asked the white room if he could talk to his ship. "No, Eagle." Came Sanura's voice. It now sounded cold to Eagle, but he figured it only seemed that was now that he knew she was a mecha. "You know communication systems can't work properly in the black zone."
Eagle sighed and got up from the table, walking out of the white room into the hall. He reluctantly walked to the control room and sat down on the floor. "So," he said. "Do you plan to wander around black space until you can gain enough courage to use the boosters?"
Sanura turned towards him. "Eagle, you are one of little faith. We should be back in Autozam airspace within one day. I strongly recommend resting. I'll need your energy to help."
Eagle leaned back. "Okay. What did you do with my armor?"
Sanura shrugged. "You were a mess when I pulled you out of the GTO. I had to discard your armor to treat your wounds."
Eagle said, "What wounds? I didn't feel anything when I woke up."
Sanura explained as she steered the ship. "The white room contains a revive table. When Autozam created the Black Mecha, they were to be used as transportation for fighters. So they figured they'd add a reviving device to the ship. The table revives you humans to full health. You would have lost your leg, arm, and would have been knocked out for a week without it."
"So.." Said Eagle slowly. "How long was I knocked out?"
"Three days." Sanura replied.
Neither of them talked again for a long time. Then, Eagle asked the question that was on is mind. "Did you." he took a deep breath. "Were you a part of the rebellion?"
Sanura looked briefly at him, and then looked back out at the sky. "Why should I tell you, Eagle?"
Eagle's eyes were steady on the Black Mecha. "Because the Black Mecha killed my family. Do you really want us to create more like you so they can suffer? We never truly understood why your kind rebelled. I need to know to prevent that kind of tragedy from happening again. If you were a part of the rebellion, you would have the reason for the rebellion. That's why."
Sanura didn't say anything. Eagle waited. Sanura sighed and closed her eyes, then began. "Once there was a man who came up with the idea to create indestructible mecha to fight Autozam's wars for them. They were to have emotion, and were to serve Autozam with their lives. They had free will that they couldn't use. They were created with feelings and the wish for freedom. But that freedom was unattainable." Sanura opened her eyes and looked up. "So the mecha pleaded with their creators for freedom. But their masters would not agree with them. So the mecha rebelled." Sanura reached over to her right and flipped a switch. There was a small beep, and then rapid clicking noises came from the machine. Sanura didn't say anymore. Eagle wanted -needed- to know more. "But why did you have to kill them? My people were killed, my family was killed. And you mecha have been so heartless about it!"
Sanura snapped and turned on him. The heavy metal boots, he saw, were attached to wires coming from the floor, giving her very little room to move. But she turned fully to face him, eyes blazing. "Heartless?!" she shrieked. "We're heartless? Your kind, the people of Autozam, they created creatures who could love and feel emotion! Your people gave us feeling, but didn't allow us to use it! They invaded every thought, every idea, and then deformed it, treating us like we were slaves, just robots to deal with. LOOK!" she yelled. She thrust her plated arms out before him. The armor melted away to reveal her skin underneath. X-shaped marks ran up and down the skin. They were scars. "And as if that isn't enough!" she yelled, her voice choked. The rest of her armor began to melt away. She was tall and lean, her brown hair cut short. She wore no clothes. Her chest and legs were without normal human body parts. And X's ran across her skin.
Eagle's mouth hung open as she saw all of the X-shaped scars. "What..." he said. "What happened?"
"There were training programs, Eagle." Sanura said calmly. She had tears in her yellow eyes. "The Black Mecha were known to be powerful. They were known to be undefeatable. So how did Autozam control them? We were not to be controlled by words. They had to punish and punish us. We are, by nature, violent beings. We never wished to be controlled. We were beat so fiercely that many of us died. We died by being beaten to death. Your people," she said with venom in her voice. "Cared nothing for us. That is why we rebelled. That, Eagle, is why so many of your people died. It's because we died. We took the equal number of lives to what you took. If you wanted slaves, you should have created soulless beings. That was your mistake."
Eagle, still down on the floor, looked up at Sanura's face and saw all of the pain that was created there. This was his father's creation. A creature who wanted to love so dearly, but wasn't allowed to. A creature that could only hate. As Eagle saw, he realized. He realized why Sanura hadn't scanned his mind. She hadn't wanted to be like him and his people. She didn't want to know all about him, just like they had known all about her.
Eagle saw the passion in this thing that was much more than just a machine. He stood up slowly to face her. She was perhaps a head shorter than him, but she looked up at him with confidence and no fear. Eagle searched her eyes for a moment. He saw her desperate need for love. He saw her need to feel the emotion that she had been given. And so Eagle wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. At first, Sanura had the instinct to pull away. But then she felt something new soar through her. She felt love.
So the human and the mecha embraced, making up for a lifetime of mistakes and misunderstandings. And as Eagle held her, this creature full of sorrow, he knew what he must do.
Kitty- Deep stuff, deep stuff. Gaddo- Yep. So sad. Kitty- And this isn't even the worst yet. Gaddo- O.o Kitty- Yeah. Review!