Chapter 8 Options
Force is all-conquering, but its victories are short lived. -Abraham Lincoln
(A week after the events of Chapter 7)
Cyandog threw the Blackram to the ground before unleashing a volley of ammunition. A shiny medal popped out of the Blackram. "And the winner is Cyandog!" shouted Mr. Referee. The owner of the defeated Medabot grudgingly gave a Blackram claw to Spyke before trudging away. "Great work Cyandog!" Spyke shouted. "Thanks boss." Cyandog replied tired from the battle. "Nice job Spyke." said an approaching Samantha. Spyke turned around. "Hey boss!" "I see you've gotten better. Maybe all that practice was worth it? Listen, we've received another challenge!" Samantha exclaimed. Spyke gulped. Last time she accepted a challenge, The Screws ended up fighting Pron and Enchansator. Samantha obviously saw the lack of trust in Spyke's eyes. "Don't panic Spyke we won't fight any more guys in purple or homicidal Medabots. We're fighting Coach Mountain's Digmole, the Principal's Samurai, and Student Council President's Dr. Bokchoy! Piece of cake!" Spyke was happy to hear this. "I'm in, and to think it's a school night." He replied giving an amused smile. "Great, the robattle is at 8:30 next to the school." She announced before she left for home.
"See ya boss!" he shouted. "Well Cyandog it looks like we have time for one more robattle before we have to go to bed. So you up to it?" "Um, sure boss. But first I need to go home to rest for a minute." Cyandog worriedly replied. "Okay." Said Spyke. Then they started for home.
(At Spyke's house.) For the past week Cyandog had been using Enchansator's energy pills to win battles. He discovered that by simply crushing them he could absorb the raw energy that leaked out. He hid them in the old dog house Spyke made for him a while back. Though he won 4 robattles none of them seemed to bring him joy. No matter how many times he emerged victorious he felt he hadn't won anything. It felt like the pills didn't make him better only worse. He looked at the sling and saw he had 2 pills left. He crushed one in his hand and walked to Spyke. To tell him he was ready for battle. Little did he know how unprepared he really was.
Someone in the shadows saw Cyandog beat his opponent easily. Too easily. As Cyandog and Spyke were given their won medapart (a smoke machine), she sneaked behind Cyandog and. "Hello Cyandog." said Peppercat from behind him. Cyandog yelped before turning to see his friend and sighed with relief. "Everything okay Cyandog?" Spyke asked. "It's okay boss, but can I try out that new medapart first. I'll catch up with you later." Spyke shrugged and used his medawatch to teleport the Smoke Blaster to Cyandog's arm before trekking home.
"So to what do I owe the visit Peppercat." He said nervously. "Nothing much Cyandog... Except, a little chat." "Sure, what do you want to talk about?" "Well it's your little winning streak. Don't get me wrong I'm happy you're doing better in robattles. But..." Peppercat trailed off. "But what?" Cyandog questioned. "But lately you've gotten extremely nervous, and seem to be a bit paranoid over the past week." Cyandog gulped. "Did she suspect?" he thought. "Listen I know this sounds crazy but I think both your behavior and past success are related in some way..." she walked closer towards him. Cyandog slowly backed away. She continued talking. "Is there something you want to tell me Cyandog? I've been you're friend for years, you can trust me if there's something wrong." She had backed him into a wall. "You'd know I'd tell you Peppercat, but frankly..." He fired a cloud of smoke at her. He then ran as fast as he could. "I don't think I can even trust myself." He thought. He kept on running. Though he had no place to hide.
Cyandog sought refuge in his small dog house. Knowing that eventually Peppercat would find him, interrogate him, and get the truth out. So he wasn't that surprised when she jumped to where he was, cornering him. "Alright, I know something's wrong when you launch a smokescreen in my face. C'mon Cyandog why don't you just tell me what's wrong?" Seeing him going for the trigger of the Smoke Blaster she added. "And don't even think of doing that smoke trick! You have nowhere else to run!" Cyandog put the Smoke Blaster down in defeat. "Well, you got me. Might as well tell you..."
Cyandog thought it would be hard to tell someone the events that had transpired, even Spyke. Turns out he was wrong. He told her everything, to the void he had briefly visited to Spyke's near mental breakdown and his encouraging pep talk. "There was one problem wrong with my pep talk though..." he said. "What was it?" "I didn't believe a word I said. I had no idea if what I told him was fact or fabrication." "Don't worry Cyandog, most of it was true." She assured. "But what I'd like to know is why you used Enchansator's Energy Pills even after what he did to you using them." Cyandog sighed he knew she'd ask him sooner or later.
"The reason I kept using them was because I felt it would make me better. Seeing Spyke like that made me realize how weak we really are. I saw how I was the constant "weak link" in the chain. So I used the pills and look where I am now. A bit higher than last place." He sighed. "A better place." Silence settled in until Peppercat whispered. "You're wrong."
"What?" Cyandog questioned. "You're wrong about how those pills made you better. Sure they made you stronger but look at you! You're nervous, paranoid, and slowly going insane!" she saw him look down at the ground. "Cyandog..." she crouched down until she was level with his face. "If what you're saying is true you have one Energy pill left. Promise me you won't use it. For your sake." "But the match tomorrow..." "Don't worry about the match Cyandog. Please don't use it. It's probably cheating. Whether you use it or not, I probably won't be able to tell the difference. Even though it's your choice just don't. For your sake." She turned to leave but looked behind and said. "You were right Cyandog. Samantha and I keep you and Spyke in the gang because you never give up. That, and you both (even if you don't notice It.) have great courage. Be brave." She looked away again. "Or maybe I didn't save you at all." She ran into the night but her last words still echoed long after she left.
Cyandog walked down the light lit street with the pill in his hands wondering what choice to make, which path to take. He looked back to see how far he'd gone from Spyke's place. About 3 blocks. Not that far. He continued down until he saw him. He knew he must be really desperate to ask this guy a question, but whom better to ask for advice than one of the smartest guys around. The chicken guy.
"So you've come for advice?" "Yeah, I guess." Cyandog looked away a from the chicken man's face. "Before answering your question I have 2 questions for you to answer." He looked up at Cyandog. "Sure chicken guy, fire away." "Question 1 would you like to buy one of my chicks? Question 2 what is your question?" Cyandog nearly hit himself on the head before answering. "Sorry I don't have any money, and my question is, complicated..." "Please tell friend." The chicken guy encouraged. "You see chicken man I've been wondering if false victory is better than honest defeat." Cyandog said. The chicken guy just looked at him and smiled. "Victory belongs to the most persevering." He simply replied. "That's you answer?!" Cyandog shouted. "That's what you get for not buying a chicken." Cyandog stormed away leaving an amused chicken merchant behind him.
Cyandog stayed in front of Spyke's house still holding the pill in his hands. He took some time to think of what the chicken guy said. "Maybe if I really do try harder then I could win." He imagined himself winning just victories. Then he felt the object of power in his hands. "But what if I'm just kidding myself. Perhaps this drug is the only way to winning." For some reason Cyandog couldn't bring himself to throw the thing away. It seemed to have this strange hold over him. To him, getting rid of it was like letting go of his one chance at the big time. But then Cyandog realized what would happen if he didn't throw it away. He'd lose his sense of self, the trust of his friends, and his honor. Utilizing the last of his willpower he threw the pill in the air and shot at it. The pill exploded in midair. It was the most perfect shot Cyandog had ever made in his career.
Next Chapter: Destruction
R&R
Author Note: If anyone is angry at me for bringing back Cyandog, please say so in the review board.
Force is all-conquering, but its victories are short lived. -Abraham Lincoln
(A week after the events of Chapter 7)
Cyandog threw the Blackram to the ground before unleashing a volley of ammunition. A shiny medal popped out of the Blackram. "And the winner is Cyandog!" shouted Mr. Referee. The owner of the defeated Medabot grudgingly gave a Blackram claw to Spyke before trudging away. "Great work Cyandog!" Spyke shouted. "Thanks boss." Cyandog replied tired from the battle. "Nice job Spyke." said an approaching Samantha. Spyke turned around. "Hey boss!" "I see you've gotten better. Maybe all that practice was worth it? Listen, we've received another challenge!" Samantha exclaimed. Spyke gulped. Last time she accepted a challenge, The Screws ended up fighting Pron and Enchansator. Samantha obviously saw the lack of trust in Spyke's eyes. "Don't panic Spyke we won't fight any more guys in purple or homicidal Medabots. We're fighting Coach Mountain's Digmole, the Principal's Samurai, and Student Council President's Dr. Bokchoy! Piece of cake!" Spyke was happy to hear this. "I'm in, and to think it's a school night." He replied giving an amused smile. "Great, the robattle is at 8:30 next to the school." She announced before she left for home.
"See ya boss!" he shouted. "Well Cyandog it looks like we have time for one more robattle before we have to go to bed. So you up to it?" "Um, sure boss. But first I need to go home to rest for a minute." Cyandog worriedly replied. "Okay." Said Spyke. Then they started for home.
(At Spyke's house.) For the past week Cyandog had been using Enchansator's energy pills to win battles. He discovered that by simply crushing them he could absorb the raw energy that leaked out. He hid them in the old dog house Spyke made for him a while back. Though he won 4 robattles none of them seemed to bring him joy. No matter how many times he emerged victorious he felt he hadn't won anything. It felt like the pills didn't make him better only worse. He looked at the sling and saw he had 2 pills left. He crushed one in his hand and walked to Spyke. To tell him he was ready for battle. Little did he know how unprepared he really was.
Someone in the shadows saw Cyandog beat his opponent easily. Too easily. As Cyandog and Spyke were given their won medapart (a smoke machine), she sneaked behind Cyandog and. "Hello Cyandog." said Peppercat from behind him. Cyandog yelped before turning to see his friend and sighed with relief. "Everything okay Cyandog?" Spyke asked. "It's okay boss, but can I try out that new medapart first. I'll catch up with you later." Spyke shrugged and used his medawatch to teleport the Smoke Blaster to Cyandog's arm before trekking home.
"So to what do I owe the visit Peppercat." He said nervously. "Nothing much Cyandog... Except, a little chat." "Sure, what do you want to talk about?" "Well it's your little winning streak. Don't get me wrong I'm happy you're doing better in robattles. But..." Peppercat trailed off. "But what?" Cyandog questioned. "But lately you've gotten extremely nervous, and seem to be a bit paranoid over the past week." Cyandog gulped. "Did she suspect?" he thought. "Listen I know this sounds crazy but I think both your behavior and past success are related in some way..." she walked closer towards him. Cyandog slowly backed away. She continued talking. "Is there something you want to tell me Cyandog? I've been you're friend for years, you can trust me if there's something wrong." She had backed him into a wall. "You'd know I'd tell you Peppercat, but frankly..." He fired a cloud of smoke at her. He then ran as fast as he could. "I don't think I can even trust myself." He thought. He kept on running. Though he had no place to hide.
Cyandog sought refuge in his small dog house. Knowing that eventually Peppercat would find him, interrogate him, and get the truth out. So he wasn't that surprised when she jumped to where he was, cornering him. "Alright, I know something's wrong when you launch a smokescreen in my face. C'mon Cyandog why don't you just tell me what's wrong?" Seeing him going for the trigger of the Smoke Blaster she added. "And don't even think of doing that smoke trick! You have nowhere else to run!" Cyandog put the Smoke Blaster down in defeat. "Well, you got me. Might as well tell you..."
Cyandog thought it would be hard to tell someone the events that had transpired, even Spyke. Turns out he was wrong. He told her everything, to the void he had briefly visited to Spyke's near mental breakdown and his encouraging pep talk. "There was one problem wrong with my pep talk though..." he said. "What was it?" "I didn't believe a word I said. I had no idea if what I told him was fact or fabrication." "Don't worry Cyandog, most of it was true." She assured. "But what I'd like to know is why you used Enchansator's Energy Pills even after what he did to you using them." Cyandog sighed he knew she'd ask him sooner or later.
"The reason I kept using them was because I felt it would make me better. Seeing Spyke like that made me realize how weak we really are. I saw how I was the constant "weak link" in the chain. So I used the pills and look where I am now. A bit higher than last place." He sighed. "A better place." Silence settled in until Peppercat whispered. "You're wrong."
"What?" Cyandog questioned. "You're wrong about how those pills made you better. Sure they made you stronger but look at you! You're nervous, paranoid, and slowly going insane!" she saw him look down at the ground. "Cyandog..." she crouched down until she was level with his face. "If what you're saying is true you have one Energy pill left. Promise me you won't use it. For your sake." "But the match tomorrow..." "Don't worry about the match Cyandog. Please don't use it. It's probably cheating. Whether you use it or not, I probably won't be able to tell the difference. Even though it's your choice just don't. For your sake." She turned to leave but looked behind and said. "You were right Cyandog. Samantha and I keep you and Spyke in the gang because you never give up. That, and you both (even if you don't notice It.) have great courage. Be brave." She looked away again. "Or maybe I didn't save you at all." She ran into the night but her last words still echoed long after she left.
Cyandog walked down the light lit street with the pill in his hands wondering what choice to make, which path to take. He looked back to see how far he'd gone from Spyke's place. About 3 blocks. Not that far. He continued down until he saw him. He knew he must be really desperate to ask this guy a question, but whom better to ask for advice than one of the smartest guys around. The chicken guy.
"So you've come for advice?" "Yeah, I guess." Cyandog looked away a from the chicken man's face. "Before answering your question I have 2 questions for you to answer." He looked up at Cyandog. "Sure chicken guy, fire away." "Question 1 would you like to buy one of my chicks? Question 2 what is your question?" Cyandog nearly hit himself on the head before answering. "Sorry I don't have any money, and my question is, complicated..." "Please tell friend." The chicken guy encouraged. "You see chicken man I've been wondering if false victory is better than honest defeat." Cyandog said. The chicken guy just looked at him and smiled. "Victory belongs to the most persevering." He simply replied. "That's you answer?!" Cyandog shouted. "That's what you get for not buying a chicken." Cyandog stormed away leaving an amused chicken merchant behind him.
Cyandog stayed in front of Spyke's house still holding the pill in his hands. He took some time to think of what the chicken guy said. "Maybe if I really do try harder then I could win." He imagined himself winning just victories. Then he felt the object of power in his hands. "But what if I'm just kidding myself. Perhaps this drug is the only way to winning." For some reason Cyandog couldn't bring himself to throw the thing away. It seemed to have this strange hold over him. To him, getting rid of it was like letting go of his one chance at the big time. But then Cyandog realized what would happen if he didn't throw it away. He'd lose his sense of self, the trust of his friends, and his honor. Utilizing the last of his willpower he threw the pill in the air and shot at it. The pill exploded in midair. It was the most perfect shot Cyandog had ever made in his career.
Next Chapter: Destruction
R&R
Author Note: If anyone is angry at me for bringing back Cyandog, please say so in the review board.