I'm back and so is this twisted little brain of mine! Aren't you just so happy? Nyo.

Rock was sure that he could hear voices nearby to where he was. Now if only he knew just where here was. The fact that he couldn't open his eyes wasn't helping the situation any. He couldn't quite make out what was being said, but he was fairly certain that he knew who one of the voices belonged to, and it wasn't someone that he wanted to see right now; not that he could see anything anyways. He heard a door open and he could make out what was being said between the two of them.

"No, you cannot kick him, especially not there!" Blues snapped, stomping into his room.

"But I just wanna give him one good kick to the ass for all those times he's made me look bad!" Forte growled.

"When was the last time you looked in a mirror?"

"Why?"

"Because you don't need any help looking bad," Blues chirped before seeing the hate-filled look he was receiving from his current companion, "Come on, you left yourself wide open for that one! Anyways, come talk to me after he wakes up."

"Why after?"

"Tell me, if you woke up with pain right there, you'd probably panic, right?"

"Yea, probably."

"And since he is my little brother, I'm the one who's going to have deal with him when he wakes up again. Now, get out of here!"

Rock listened as Forte left the room and his brother walked over to where he'd been plopped down and sat on the bed.

"You awake?" Blues asked, ruffling his little brother's hair.

Rock groaned in response to the question and tried to open his eyes again. Blues smirked to himself and reached behind his little brother's ear, removing the scrambler that he'd swiped from the doc's lab and placed there. Rock was finally able to pry his eyes open and look at his brother.

"You are so going to pay for that!" Rock growled, sitting up and rubbing his head, "And why did I end up here?" he asked, looking around the room.

"We grabbed you from the park earlier. Doc needed to make a copy of one of your chips. So, now you're here," Blues stated calmly, looking his brother over from where he was sitting, "And yes, you did hear me telling Forte that he could give you a kick to the back-side. But considering that he had wanted to rip you to shreds, I think I talked him down fairly well, don't you agree?"

"If you were as smooth a talker as you claim to be, you would have talked him out of it completely," Rock huffed, looking away, "So, how long 'till I can leave?"

"Right after Forte gets his kicks in first," Blues chuckled before ducking the pillow that was thrown at him, "Alright, bad joke, I know. I just couldn't help myself there," he added.

"Then let's just get this over with," Rock said quietly, looking down at his boots as he stood up.

"You know, you could hang around for a little, just chill a while," Blues said with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

"Sorry, but this place gives me the chills to begin with."

"Fine, I'll go get Forte," Blues grumbled, heading for the door, "And don't go anywhere, I don't need you getting yourself lost in this place," he finished as he closed the door behind himself.

Outside, he ran right smack into Zero; who was looking down at him oddly.

"What do you think you're doing in there?" the blonde asked, twisting the cap on his marker, "I heard you talking to someone in there, now who is it?" he finished, having uncapped said marker and touched it to Blues' chin.

"My little brother's in there if you must know. And no, you cannot punch, kick, bite, or otherwise maim him; you got me?" Blues demanded, doing his best to look the blonde in the eye; which wasn't an easy thing to do.

"Can I at least go in and have a look?" Zero asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Whatever," Blues grumbled, "You'll go in even if I tell you not to!" he added with a growl, storming off to locate Forte.

Zero walked into the room and looked over at the boy sitting on Blues' bed. He walked over and took a closer look at the kid.

"Let me guess, you're Blues' little brother," Zero half asked, half stated; looking the boy over quickly before poking him for any reaction what-so-ever.

"Can I help you?" Rock nearly growled at the newcomer to the room.

"So, you're Blues' little brother, huh?" Zero asked again, getting a little more then annoyed at the response that he'd been given so far.

"What's it worth to you?" Rock asked, putting on what he hoped was a convincing glare and looking over at the blonde stranger.

"I want to know," Zero said, idly twisting the cap of his marker.

"Yes, I'm Blues' little brother. Name's Rock," Rock said, looking down at his feet again.

"The same Rock that's been giving my dad sheer hell while he's trying to take over the world?"

"Wiley built you?"

"From scratch," Zero said proudly.

"Can I ask you something else?"

"Shoot, kiddo!"

"Why the heck did Wiley give the two of you so much hair?"

"I just never cut mine off. Dad said we could keep our heads however we wanted as long as we didn't complain if we messed them up. Said something about teaching a lesson in consequences," Zero trailed off there, looking over at Rock who was staring at the door as if he were waiting for something to walk through it at any minute.

"What's the matter with you?" Zero asked, tapping the boy upside the head, "You look like you're headed for the gallows kid!"

"Forte's gonna come in here and kick me in the back-side shortly," Rock answered, heaving a sigh.

"Bit of advice," Zero began, uncapping his marker, "Don't let yourself focus on the fact that you're going to be hurting down there, focus on this!" he finished, after drawing a smiley face on Rock's palm, "That should at least make it hurt less then otherwise."

"Thanks," Rock answered, looking down at Zero's handy-work.

That was when Forte burst through the door looking way to happy for anyone to feel safe.

"I see that you're finally awake, twerp," Forte sniggered, standing over the somewhat younger bioroid and cracking his knuckles in delight, "Now, assume the position!" he snarled, folding his arms and tapping his foot.

Rock turned and faced the wall, placed his hands against it as a brace and locked his eyes on the smiley face that Zero had drawn for him. Forte moved behind the boy, took aim and kicked with all he had in him. Rock gritted his teeth at the sudden sensation in his lower parts, Forte had gone a little forward with his aim and hit him in a manner that caught both his most sensitive areas. Their respective brothers winced at the spectacle that was before them. Forte stepped back and watched as Rock sank to the ground holding himself and curling into a ball. Blues rushed over to his fallen brother and helped him into a sitting position so he could hold him.

"A little harsh, don't you think?" Blues demanded, holding his brother close and rubbing his neck gently.

"He'll live, you're always saying that he's a tough enough kid to handle us," Forte retorted, turning on his heel and walking out of the room.

Blues sat there running his hand up and down Rock's neck while Zero was looking between where his brother had left the room and where the Light brothers were sitting huddled together. The blond was considerably uncertain of what had just happened. He'd never seen his own older brother act so coldly before in his life.

Rose's eyes fluttered open once again. Something was different about them. They were the same color as before, but there was something going on behind them now and there was a devilish grin painted on her face. She pushed herself into a sitting position and looked around her. She remembered that she'd woken up the first time in this room, and now here she was again, feeling very different from before. Wait a minute, feeling? This was certainly something different from before. She looked around the room, getting an idea of weather not she'd changed in any other ways in her little nap.

"Is everything in working order?" she heard her father ask, turning around from the monitor to look at her.

"Everything seems to be," she said, looking herself over quickly and standing up for a quick test of things, "Yep, everything's as it should be. Why wouldn't it be?" she asked, suddenly very suspicious of what was going on.

"Simply checking, my dear, simply checking," the doctor said simply, walking over to her side and reaching a hand out to her, "You weren't able to recharge while you were being finished. I'll have one of your brothers bring you to your room, unless there is someone else you'd rather escort you," he began, watching for her reaction.

"One of my brothers will do fine, thank you," she answered noting the suspicion in his voice, "and it doesn't matter which one," she said calmly, walking around the room to test her legs out.

She watched as her father pressed a button on the computer in the room, activating the communications equipment. Forte and Zero appeared some distance away from the monitor, clearly fighting over something.

"Zero! Forte! One of you get your tin plated backsides down here this instant!" the aging scientist yelled, gaining the boys' attention.

"What do you want now, old man?" Forte grumbled, having reached the monitor first.

"What's up dad?" Zero asked, pushing Forte out of the way slightly.

"As I said, one of you needs to get their butt down to my lad this instant or else I'll disassemble the both of you and make you into kitchen appliances!" the old man yelled before cutting off the monitor feed.

"Very impressive show," Rose said, shifting her weight around slightly, "Certainly gets the job done around here," she added, looking around the room, "So, those two were my brothers, huh?" she asked after a short time.

"Yes, they can be trouble, but they get the job done when they need to," her father said, shaking his head, "Don't let them talk you into anything crazy now, they have a gift for that," the old man added.

"I would think that you'd have programmed me better," Rose teased, tossing her hair to the side.

"Just take my advice when it comes to your brothers,"

"Eh, fine," she said with a shrug.

"So, dad wants us to get down to the labs in a hurry, huh?" Zero asked after they'd switched off the monitor, "What do you think he's gonna chew us on this time?"

"Who knows with him," Forte added with a huff, "Could be anything."

"Normal way?" Zero asked, holding up his fist and palm.

"As always," Forte responded, mimicking his brother's action.

"1,2,3,"

"Scissors cuts paper, you loose big bro," Zero remarked, grinning like crazy, "Looks like you're going to have to be the one to deal with the coot! So long, sucker!"

"GroBe Schere for brains," Forte grumbled, walking out of the room and headed for the lab his father and sister were waiting for him in.

He burst into the room looking more feral then ever. He stopped and glared at his father before noticing the redheaded female standing across from him. The two stood there, regarding one another for more then a minute, before they both looked over at their father when he cleared his throat.

"Forte, could you please show your sister to one of the rooms in our wing?" the doctor asked, turning away from the two of them and out of the room.

"Like I have a choice in the matter," Forte mumbled to himself before looking at his 'sister', "Let's get moving then," he snapped, turning sharply on his heel.

"Bitch," Rose grumbled starting to follow her 'brother'.

"What was that!" Forte snarled, turning back around with a start.

"You wouldn't have turned around if you hadn't heard me," she shot back.

"Why you little scab!" he snapped before backhanding her quickly enough for her not to block it.

He was able to smirk to himself for little more then a moment before mocha met cream with enough force to jar his head off to the side slightly. Ruby eyes quickly met with amethyst ones in a harsh glare that could cut even the thickest glass. Soon, there was a small smirk starting to form on Forte's lips.

"Nicely played, baby sister, nicely played," he cooed, turning for the door, "shall we?" he asked, his grin getting wider.

"You're really starting to creep me out here!" Rose said, folding her arms close against her body.

"Part of the job, sweat cheeks!" he said before giving her a truly sadistic chuckle and heading out the door.

Rose followed closely behind him, moving quickly to keep up. She continued to stay at her brother's side while scanning her surroundings quietly. The two continually shot evil glances at one another as they made their way through the fortress. Their path was cut off by the sudden crashing sound coming from their left. As they watched the area that the sound was coming from with slight concern as it continued to grow closer, they also started hearing shouting noises as well.

"Might as well throw in a bit of orientation while we're at it," Forte added, grinning evilly as he went.

"What sort of orientation?" she asked, staying close beside Forte.

"These, little sister," he began, pulling open the nearest door and finding a grappling Gyroman and Airman on the other side, "are called minions," he continued, pulling them apart, "We, as their masters, need to keep them in line!" he finished, tossing the two of them aside like rag dolls.

"Those idiots actually work for us?" Rose asked, seemingly surprised at thought.

"Is there any feature from this family that dad didn't remember?"

Rose just shrugged her shoulders and turned for the door. She stopped outside to wait for her brother and to think some things over. She didn't have long to wait, since he returned to her side shortly thereafter.

"Ready to leave?" he asked, looking far too pleased with himself.

"I've been waiting outside for you to finish, what do you think?" she asked, looking over at him lazily.

"That bored?"

"Needing a recharge," she mumbled, staggering slightly as she took a step forward.

"If you need me to carry you…" Forte started before he noticed that she was glaring at him dangerously, "What?"

"Something tells me that this isn't how you normally act around others," she retorted coldly.

"Nope!" he all but laughed, "I'm just going this far because even I need repairs once in a while,"

"Gee, thanks," she grumbled, looking away with a huff.

"I didn't mean it that way," he remarked, not quite as harshly as he'd been before with her, "I'm just saying that I would still be nice to you, just not as nice," he finished with a laugh.

"Did you now?" she asked, giving him the death glare, "thank you, now if I may find my room I shall bid you good night!" she snarled, shoving him away as they continued down the hallways.

Shortly there after they reached the family's wing and the nearest vacant room to the rest of the family. Forte pushed the door open for his new sister.

"If you need anything, like a pair of shorts and a shirt to sleep in…" he started before seeing his sister turn around and give him the most evil look he had ever seen coming from anyone.

She slammed her door on his face, smashing his nose flat.

"Ow,"

I know, odd note to end on but I wanted to get this chapter out finally. The next one will pick up where this one leaves off. Until then, leave a review and ja for nyo!