2150: Somewhere in space.
For how long have I searched? she thought, This fruitless, empty search
I've embarked upon? Too long. she answered Why hope the nearly
impossible. Besides myself, I know of only five others of my race and the
two males are spoken for. Damn you fates that be!
She stilled her thoughts as pronounced sadness welled, she was so alone in
the cruel scheme of the universe, so tired of trying, tired of searching
the eternal dark and so wanting of male company.
God, I need a strong drink, she thought. She spotted a glint in the dark
and headed for it, a space station. She docked then transformed, it in
itself a spectacle to watch, and walked toward any promising areas. She
finally found the bar and ordered a drink, the bar keep gave her a look,
then smiled.
"Haven't had one of those ordered in a long time. Last time was five
million years ago. Then I had a drink ordered similar to this one," he
handed her a large goblet, "just a few hours ago. Right nice looking gent
he was too, if you're interested?"
She was. "Which drink do you refer to?"
"Zypherion Zip he called it, had to tell me how to make it. Why
missy, you seem a bit amiss. Sumthing wrong?" the bar keep asked.
"Zypherion, are you sure?" Magmorta inquired.
"Yes quite sure, knew the place?" he replied.
"I lived there." Magmorta stated.
"Well then, I'lls tell ya sumting missy, the gent is still 'bout,
maybe ya should find 'em 'fore he runs off." the bar keep grinned.
"I think you're trying to fix me up." Magmorta smirked.
He winked, smiled, and bustled off. She drained her goblet and was out the
door. "Try the dock!" she heard the bar keep holler after her. She headed
for the dock. Once there she glanced around looking for anything unusual
about the ships docked there, nothing. She decided to wait and see if
anyone saw a robot leave recently. Not too long after a small mechanoid on
one wheel rolled in. She interrogated it and found it knew the male was
headed this way. She hid herself and waited. She heard him enter the room
and dared a peek. She saw him shrug, she surmised that he thought he
sensed her, but thought better of it. She watched him transform into a jet
and zoom off. She followed him at a distance when suddenly he just
vanished and reappeared right beside her.
"Be you friend or foe to me?" he asked in Zypherion.
"Friendly intentions are all I have" she replied in Zypherion. There
was silence, he was a bit shocked she was sure, which was understandable
since she was still amazed another from her home world lived.
"I am Detrius, my lady, who are you?" he asked.
"I am Magmorta. Let us talk awhile." the tri-yellow colored form
replied.
And talk they did. They learned of each others friends and decided to play
cupid. Detrius headed off, promising to return in a year. The year
passed, he arrived on time and bowed deeply as he came up to her.
"My lady, I am glad to say your friends and mine are getting along
quite well. And now there's just us." he stated.
"True." Magmorta nodded.
"Damn it, don't be so cool about this, Magmorta. You act like you
don't give a flip one way or the other. Don't you want to have a mate?
Have children?" Detrius asked.
"Yes, Detrius, but love comes not easy to me." she sighed.
"I'm ready to do anything to win you, Magmorta." Detrius replied.
"Then fight me, you win me only that way." Magmorta nodded.
"But.." he began.
"Either fight me or get your jollies tossing off at Robogirl mags the
rest of your days." she remarked.
That stung, Detrius had no choice, fight her it would be. "What
manner in which do you fight?"
"The true test of ones' mettle is hand to hand." Magmorta replied.
"Very well then, if that is what you wish." he nodded.
The fight drug on for quite some time. Detrius got in a lucky swing,
catching Magmortas' exposed neck and down she went. Hours later, she
awoke.
"You have won, I am yours." Magmorta stated.
"Only by your way, my lady, shall we try my way?" Detrius smiled.
"How so?" she blinked.
"Love, my lady. Allow me to show you its wonders. I conquered you
physically, now its time to conquer you emotionally." he stated.
"I think I don't like the wording of that." Magmorta retorted.
"Take it not at face value, my lady. I only mean to win your heart."
Detrius reported.
"That sounds better." she sighed.
He smiled. "You are a great lady, my dear, I cannot ask for more in a
female than I see in you."
"Sweet talker." Magmorta smirked.
"Sweet words for the sweet." She looked at him hard, "You know what I mean."
Magmorta smiled and nodded. "I think I may come to love you Detrius,
but it takes time."
"Time, my lady, is in short supply. Take not too much of it." he
replied.