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Chapter 6- Cold Steel
Cyborg separated from the rest of the team. He was by himself and searching around the area. He turned around and entered a little ally. He walked with constant vigilance. Something stirred in the corner and the computer genius averted his gaze towards the source of the sound. He found a skunk slinking passed the trashcans. Cy's red robotic eye zoomed on suspicious objects such as dumpsters, cans, tires. His sensors read every single movement. Nothing turned up and suddenly Cyborg thought of a brilliant idea. He tapped the mini portable screen on his forearm and the monitor turned on. He clicked a button; soon the uploading bar appeared. It was receiving the dating in such a high pace that within 3 seconds it went from 1%-99%. He smirked when the tracking map displayed.
"And there's our target." Cyborg pointed at the blinking red star and turned off his screen. "Seems to me that it had just escaped from the fun house, He's going off towards the forest. At least the carnival and pier are safe."
Cyborg nodded and let out a whistle. "Sweeeeeeeeee!" In just a few moments a blinding burst of light shone through. A roaring vehicle halted right in front of Cy's knees. Cy smiled with pride. He popped open his car with a snap of his fingers and got in. He fondly fingered the steering wheel as the platinum seatbelts slid into place automatically. He sat back snuggly and hit the pedal. The beautiful piece of art rumbled soundly and cruised into the streets with its customized exterior gleaming proudly.
Cyborg contemplated whether or not to give the other titans a ride. Yet as he heard the rich bellow from his prized baby he decided that they needed exercise.
"Eh, they could handle it!"
Cy plopped on the ultra slim 4x5 8.0 mega pixel car screen and flipped on the GMS (Global Motion Search). He tapped the touch screen and a prompt popped up. He entered a code that commanded the GMS to trace the enemy instead of the car. As he steered his baby, his eye glanced down at the map. He raced through the allies and entered a big local street called "Desert Hour". It was about 10pm and not a soul was present. Cy grinned with pleasure and took a deep breath. He squeezed the clutch three times and each time his splendid engine hollered luxuriously. The exhilarated teen exhaled and stomped on the pedal. Cyborg was in a state of ecstasy. He enjoyed the thrilling rush. He opened the moon roof and let the raging wind skim against his half metallic face. Everything sped by so fast that it seemed to be in fast forward. All the colors that ever existed seemed to mixed and create a nature collage. Cyborg was amazed by these natural arts. He stopped at a red light and glanced at the map again. He was getting close to the forest. He revved up his car again and got ready for the joy ride. Suddenly a thought entered his mind.
"I Don't want to keep on stopping.." Cyborg stared ahead and saw that there were about 6 more stop lights before entering towards the forest. "This is just going to ruin the smooth ride." Cyborg licked his lip and clicked a button on the panel beneath the monitor. He was instantly connected to the internet. He accessed the government national traffic site and infiltrated the triple encoded site. Cyborg hacked into the data files and searched specifically for this city's traffic controller. He altered the timed signal lights of "Desert Hour" street to be all green for the next 5 minutes. He saved the setting and switched back to the tracking map. Cy stared ahead and saw that every light was green.
"All right, this is more like it." The eager teen slammed on the gas pedal and flew through the streets without a single disruption. When he reached the end of the street he made a quick swerve and winded into a shaky street towards the forest. He looked back. All the lights were no longer in conformity. They had return to their automatic arrangement. Cyborg climbed on top of the side of the street and was now on top of a blade of grass. His car sneakily rolled over the grass. He gave one more look at the display and saw that the enemy was very near. He parked his car and checked around to make sure that his car was very very very far from harm. He jumped out of his car and installed his red club. Then he snapped his finger and set the alarm on. (hello doesn't he have an enemy to catch?). He gave a last long hard stare at his baby and stalked away. He still hasn't forgotten what happened to his baby the last time he had parked it during the pursuit of an enemy. His car ended up being stolen by his arch foe "Gizmo" and he had to trash his ride because some freak possessed it. The memory brought bitterness to him.
The forest was dense and dark but his steel blue armor offered some dim light. Cy walked off the grass and followed a dirt pathway. He walked with caution and every sensor was working overtime. His eyes zoomed in on every bush, leaves, or shrubbery. His hearing sensors recorded every movement even the slight rustle of a bird feather. His powerful sniffing sense smelt the pine leaves and earth. His muscles twitched to each of these reactions. His arm felt every whisper of the wind and his breath was chilled by the cold sensation. Something behind a bush began to move. Cy debated whether or not to take a look at the situation. His fighting urges told him that it was necessary, yet his human reason told him not to. Cy was afraid that he might intrude into a couple's business. He would be so embarrassed if that happened. He glanced around to see if there were any vehicles. Seeing none he safely settled to check the bush. He stepped quietly and spread the top of the bush apart. A figure quickly popped out. Cy grasped on to anything to keep his balance. He had chanced to grab onto the cloak of the figure. The enemy was caught in his hand. It kicked, struggled, bit, scratched, etc. It aimed at his nuts. Luckily Cy saw that coming and quickly dodged it.
"You got to be a girl to try to go for that area." Cy extended his arm and the target was unable to inflict pain on Cyborg.
"Who are you, stop your pitting!" No response. "All right honey you are going to get punished." Cy taunted and stared hard at the enemy, but the enemy was covered. It continued to struggle against him.
"Stop it or I am going to fling you away." The figure was so light that this feat would be easily accomplished. Cy was tempted to do it but he only meant to scare it.
The target immediately halted in its assault.
"There we go." Before Cy knew, a hard object had collided at the back of his head. By instinct, Cy's grip tightened on the target while his head throbbed with pain. He touched the back of his head and traced a lump forming.
"O what the hell!" Cyborg squinted his eyes and turned around. His mad burning eyes stung those of feminine emerald green eyes.
Author's Note:
::June 13, 2004::
OooOOoooOO suspenseful!! Thanks for all the reviews. If you haven't read Sweet Warmth do so please. I am planning to do a sequel. Hehe
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