The two masked teens burst through the door, Robin rolled and came up into a crouch, Terra followed suit but was a little slow. The room was black with white stripes in a square pattern along the walls and ceiling, Robin looked down, and floor. Kind of reminded him of the Holo-decks from the Star Trek shows, but this one was much larger and unlike those TV rooms this was full of machinery. A tower rose out of the center of the room, made of parts from many different devices running for purposes only Slade knew. Wrapped around the tower was a walkway that spiraled up and came to a door about fifty feet up. Blinking lights indicated that the door was the objective in this test. The room appeared empty.
"Come on lets go before trouble starts." Robin pulled Terra along as he headed for the base of the ramp.
"To late." Terra stopped and pointed up, but her gaze quickly dropped to the ground as figures dropped from the ceiling. Robin skidded to a halt and backed up to where Terra was. As the figures stood up and walked into the dim lights of the test room Robin immediately recognized them as Slade's robots. They had stopped appearing and were now closing around the two in a lose circle, weapons drawn. Robin positioned himself so his back was right next to Terra's he pulled out one of the two retractable staffs he carried. With a flick of his wrist the weapon extend to its full length, Robin swung it around in a menacing manner and then let it drop to his side. Holding it close to his side the way a one would a sword, just letting the tip touch the ground. Terra pulled her staff as well and held it in front of her to act as a shield, while letting her left hand drop to her belt. The staff was much heavier than the plastic things that Slade had allowed her to train with. Where the training ones would bend and break if you really swung with them, this staff could easily cause much more damage, she hoped she was ready for this because deep down she didn't feel ready at all. The robots broke the tense showdown as they in unison began to advance, they hadn't fired but their weapons were still at ready.
Which was of course their first mistake, Robin suddenly swung his staff forward in a horizontal slash. A twist of his wrist released this staff's secret. Robin's staff could split up into a pair of smaller staves, but this was Slade's weapon. A blade flew out of the tip, his swing would have missed the robots by inches but now the blade drew a jagged slash through the midsections of two that were too close. One slash caused just superficial damage but the other collapsed in a gush of sparks and lubricants. Robin stopped his swing by grabbing the staff; now spear, with his free hand and plunged forward, impaling the next closet machine. Jerking the spear free with his left hand he grabbed an explosive disk from his belt and tossed it at the damaged robot, it exploded taking out the two adjacent bots. Bending over Robin dodged two shots form a machine on his left and spun the staff over his head shifting his balance and his handling of his weapon. With another twist Robin released the other hiding knife at the back end of his staff and charged forward to confront the remaining four of the original nine robots that had been on his side.
As Robin let lose a battle cry Terra had her hands on a pair of discs in her belt. As Robin stuck the first robot, Terra couldn't see it her back was turned but she could hear the sound of metal cutting metal, Terra tossed out a disc. The deadly mini-Frisbee connected with the midsection of a robot to her left. Grabbing the staff in both hands she charged forward evading shots form the robots around her. Diving into the air the staff caught three bots that were standing together across their chests. They were forced to the ground and Terra loosened her grip on the staff and fell with them. As soon as they hit the ground Terra let go and flipped her self over the fallen robots. Landing with her back turned Terra picked up her staff, it was reversed behind her back. Twisting the ends of her weapon she released the two blades and swung around still holding the weapon behind her. Two machines that had gotten too close went down smoking. Terra let her left hand drop to her belt and spun the staff back in front of her with her right hand. Plunging the staff down she stabbed one of the robots she'd knocked over a second ago through the eye, it sparked and promptly died.
Terra let out a grunt of pain as a fist connected with her shoulder. There were still four standing robots and they weren't about to let her fight one at a time. Another hit landed, driving Terra to her knees. Swing out she toppled the offending bot and rolled away, from the three standing bots. Make that five the two she'd knocked over were back up. Three pulled started to fire again as two came in towards her. She hurled an explosive disk at the leftmost of the firing robots, her disc hit the gun blowing it and the robot to small pieces. The shock wave took out the other two robots as well; too bad she was too close to the remaining ones. Ducking beneath a nasty haymaker she kicked up landing a solid kick on her attacker's chin. The steel-toed boot she wore couldn't absorb the shock of hitting the metal man, and Terra jumped back once again dropping to her knees. To her delight the kick knocked the head right off, well almost it was still hanging by some wires, dangling over its back. Hefting the staff over her shoulder like a spear Terra let it sail, right through the midsection of the only undamaged robot, which left only the head less one. She took a step forward, as its head controlled its vision, it shouldn't be able to see her. But it could still hear, the robot, which had been previously stumbling, turned and fired at the source of the sound. Terra threw herself to the ground landing far to hard and loud, more shots followed. The robot turned in the direction of where Robin was fighting multiple robots. Terra quickly and quietly stood. Not quietly enough, the damaged one whirred around tracking towards her firing. Don't these things ever run out of ammo? Movement out of the corner of her eye was all that alerted her to its presence, throwing her hands up Terra deflected a punch form another Robot. She staggered back shocked, what had shocked her was not the force of the hit but the fact she had lost track of this one. There weren't supposed to be any left. No time to muse about this, she told herself, the robot, which shouldn't be there, was swinging again and the almost headless one was still shooting. It had amazingly good aim for a blind machine, scoring hits less than half a foot away.
Side stepping her attackers next punch Terra got behind the robot and using one hand grabbed it around the neck, with the other she reached for its weapon. To bad chocking doesn't work on robots. Terra was rewarded with an elbow to the chest for her trouble. Gasping out she still hung one. Darkness started to creep into her vision as the robot hit her again and raised its arm to strike a third time. But then she felt instead the sting of hot metal against her skin. The headless one had finally hit its mark, the other robots head. The head had shattered throwing hot shards of shrapnel all over her. Terra grabbed the now dead robot's weapon and fired. She'd not always been the greatest shot but today her aim was true. Shots bisected her attacker slicing through its waist and at the elbow, taking its gun had off completely. As the metal corpse she held collapsed to the ground she did too. The blast she had taken at close range could have killed her or at the least maimed her horribly, but thanks to the suit she wore all she could feel was a dull ache. Running her hand along her check she felt for damage as she stood up in the relativity calm aftermath of her fight. The mask hadn't broken and she didn't seem to be bleeding, but from the tenderness of her cheek and next she would have a nasty bruise come tomorrow. Then without warning a blast hit her from behind pitching her over; looking over her shoulder she could just see her attacker. It was yet another robot, this one was damaged on its left side, like it had been in an explosion. It must have been a part of those three she'd written off as dead. To bad she could do nothing to stop it. The robot aimed at her again obviously preparing to finish her off. Then it halted and looked down, Terra followed its gaze. The strangest thing had happened a knife had grown out of its chest, she wondered how that works. But Terra was to tired and hurt to wonder anymore and she just relaxed and let the darkness swallow her up.