Chapter4:
Tala tightend his grip on the gun and prepared to fire. Bryan stood his ground, unmoving, knowing he wouldn't pull the trigger. Tala instictively threw the gun in the air and hurtled himself forward. Bryan dodge the assult and stopped in front of the control panels. Tala stopped a few inches in front of the tank and caught the gun. He squeezed the trigger and his ear drums rang with the sound of the speeding bullet. Bryan's eyes grew wide as he ducked and felt the bullet graze his shoulder. He stood up and looked Tala down and realized the shaken expression. The screen recording Klara's vital signs went haywire as it exploded. "Klara!" Tala screamed. He ran over but, was stopped in his tracks by Bryan. "Don't you care about her! She's your sister! Will you let her die?" Tala cried. A few more panels went off and sent sparks. The ceiling began to cave. "What an idiot you are Tala." he whispered. "Of course I do. She's my little sis after all."
Tala's muslces tightend. "So why did you rat me out?" Tala said darkly. Bryan smiled. "They were coming on to us and were gonna pull the plug on Klara. So I told them you were planning to murder Boris." Tala sighed, "Well, I guess that's not a total lie." Bryan walked over and handed him Wolborg. "Got it back for you." he said.
Klara's tank lit up and began to crack. Steam seeped through and fogged the room. A cool silver liquid spilled onto the ground. "Klara... She's waking up? But how?" Tala gasped. Just then the alarm sounded and Boris' voice rang over the intercom.
"Attention all personel. I want you to find Tala! Now! And Bryan Too! Yes! I know you tricked me, thanks to Ian. I'll get you!" Bryan turned pale. "I knew we couldn't trust him. Never trust a miget!" he mumbled to himself. "Talk to yourself later. Get Klara some clothes and then we gotta get out, fast." Tala said solemly.
Klara's limp body dettached from the cord that had been feeding her support. Bryan ran over to the closet and pulled out a red shirt and black jeans. "Well, at least Boris had sense enough to know that when the test subjects hatched, they'd be nude." he smirked.
He threw undergarments and the other clothes towards Klara. The two boys turned away as she dressed herself. "Do you think she still has her memories?' Tala muttered. Bryan shrugged, "Who knows, she might be less psycotic too."
Klara reached out for the black jeans as she murmured, "I heard that, Bryan. And this time I've decided to focus more on Dranzer and Kai's friends more than Kai. Slow and silent is a better approach." Bryan smirked, "Well, I guess that's a yes on memories and no on sanity."
Klara walked over to the only computer not demolished and grabbed the red energy source. "Dranzer. I see Tala's been busy. Where's Revenge?" she said. Tala bowed his head. "He was destroyed in the battle with Dranzer, along with your blade." Klara stood silent.
"What are you waiting for? Get me a new one." she grinned. Bryan raised an eye-brow at his sister. "Did she just smile?" Tala frowned. "What? I am a human being." Klara snapped. "I think some of Dranzer's positive feedback was absorded by her system." Bryan sighed. "But it is an improvment, I guess."
He walked over to the blade component box and consrtucted a navy blue, and grey blade, similar to her old Cougara. She reached out and grabbed it. "This design, I like it." she said smirking. Tala sighed, "All right, you got a blade, now let's get out of here before..."
The door flung open and sent splinters of wood flying. "Ah, there you are children. You should be punished. You've been very naughty." Boris laughed cooly. Tala instantly brought out Wolborg. He growled, "Get it straight Boris, we're not your puppets!"
Boris cackled, "Of course you are. I made you what you are. The ultimte blading trio." Tala clenched his teeth. "Wrong! You made us heartless machines!" Bryan launched Falborg and rammed Boris back.
"All these years, I've felt nothing but hatred and spite toward anyone whose ever tried to help me. Do you know what that feels like? Do you!"Bryan shouted. Boris yelled, "Nonsense! If I hadn't taught you of the world's cruelty, you would have never become so strong."
"And me?" Klara managed to say between her heavy breathing and increasing heart rate. Boris grinned, "You were my most successful project. I had no problem downloading false memories of Kai taking you bit-beast."
"What?" Klara gasped. "Yes little girl. What's wong? Did u have a nightmare and dink it was tru?" Boris replied, in a baby voice. Klara purged Dranzer into her blade and watched as the red energy swirled to form Dranzer's image on her bit. "All the years...You made me hate Kai. For no reason at all. What did you do to Cougara! What did you do!" Her eyes flashed with rage and anger.
Boris laughed, "I simply uploaded her to the mainframe," Klara's expression grew bright. She opened her mouth to ask if she was okay but was cut off. "And deleted her." Boris finished, with satisfaction.
"You're lying! How would Kai know of it then? Tell me that!" Klara was red with rage. "Same with you. False memories. He was so young when it happened. I thought the program failed. But apparantly, both programs triggered during the tournament. Making it seem that Kai was the reason for your pain. All I had to do was get Cougr-."
Boris was cut off by Klara. "You! All my hate towards him! It was all in my mind! All of the hate! LIES! All this HATE!. And guess where it's going? Straight towards you!" Klara shrieked.
She ran at breakneck speed towards Boris, preparing to strike. And through her shrieks of rage, she could not hear the screams of Tala and Bryan. The screams warning her of the gun. The gun slowly, slipping from behind Boris' back...
-End Chapter-
A/N:
-Klara's back. And she's good now. I guess my muse was drunk. :P
