She turned and tossed in her sleep before she woke up from a little sound, and sleepily looked around. XJ9's eyes traced the crackled ceiling and then the stars for a minute before she heard it again. What was that? She slowly sat up and looked around the room cautiously. The green glow of the monitors gave everything an eerie vibe as the little flicker of the sound came back. She pulled her covers up and peeked over the edges of them as she kept looking.
She could hear it, and she swore she could, the sound of a man's voice. A little sound of static filled the room, and with it came a whisper of words to quiet for her to hear. XJ9 pulled the covers over her head and quickly laid back down, trying to hide from whoever was talking. She searched the internet for information, but it kept coming up with the results of things called 'ghosts.' She hoped it wasn't a ghost; the images that came up with it were strange and scary.
The static came back and the voice with it, yet she still couldn't make out its words. She didn't like this, no not one bit, and added sounds in the night to her list of dislikes. Something wormed around her chest, and the feeling made her shake. Her mind claimed it was something called 'fear,' and she added that feeling to her list of dislikes as well—what a bad night. The voice came back again with its words being cut off, and that scared her even more.
Yet, she pulled the cover over a little enough for her to peek out of her hiding place and look around. She couldn't see whoever was talking, and the thought of it being a ghost unnerved her more. Another thought popped into her head, was this the person? The person who she had to fight and were they going to fight now? If she had guts, they would've been turning now in her stomach as she whined and pulled the covers back over her eyes.
She wasn't ready; really, she wasn't. She didn't know how to fight, and forget fighting someone she couldn't see. She searched the internet again for how to fight ghosts, but the results were all over the place, and there seemed to be nothing concrete to go off of. She let a whine; she guessed she'd be the first person to know. Her hands were shaking as she unplugged herself from her charger and slowly sat up. XJ9 begrudgingly pulled the covers off of her and stood up from her bed.
The voice and static whispered to her, and it made her eyes shoot all around the room, looking for the source of it. Now, she wished she could talk. Then, maybe she and the ghost could talk all this out, and if that didn't work, she could call for help. Even though she was scared, she slowly followed the sound of the voice until she walked towards a familiar corner, and a familiar old monitor was flickering. Wait.
The same old monitor from before was flickering, and now that was closer to it, she could hear the occasional sound of static and a voice from it. Oh, she guessed she must have the volume on when she went back to sleep last night. All of a sudden, she felt quite ridiculous, and her face began to heat up with a blue blush. She sheepishly chuckled to herself and started to gently hit the monitor a little to try to get a signal. After a hit or two, the screen stabilized and revealed two people sitting together. It was sort of a talk show, and while she would've been fine turning it off and going back to bed, one of the people caught her eye.
She turned up the volume slightly to hear it better and sat down in front of the monitor to watch it. The man sitting in the guest chair was dressed in a Skyway Patrol uniform and was chatting with the man.
"Well, it's also time to wrap things up, but I think we have time for two or three more quick questions if that's fine with you, sir."
"Absolutely."
"People around the world are asking about the current status of the Cluster war. It's been going on for seventy years now, and we want to know your thoughts on it."
"It's all very complicated, but I wouldn't consider it all a war. It's true we still have run-ins with the Cluster, and we have to defend ourselves from them, but we no longer have to constantly stay on the front lines or prepare to arm ourselves for them, so I considered the war to be done."
"Good to hear, and that leads perfectly into our next question. One of Skyway Patrol's greatest creations during Space and Cluster war was the PeaceKeeper. At least, that's it's most commonly referred to name for the public, and it was a giant robot that could destroy all weapons. Since the bot led to our peace, people are wondering where this mighty bot is and if it'll be used again in the future."
"Sadly, I can not disclose information on the Peace Keeper's whereabouts, but I can say it will not be used ever again."
"Can you maybe elaborate for us on that?"
"It did bring us for a while, but afterwards, we thought it was best to step away from the robotics area."
"I see, I see, and one last quick-fire question. Are there any plans in Skyway Patrol's future to create a new peace bringing machine?"
"No, Skyway Patrol has always believed in manpower and will, and I don't think we'll be investing in any other robot. If another peacekeeper is to happen, it won't be from us."
"That's all the time we have for today, folks. Skyway Patrol will celebrate its seventeenth anniversary on the thirtieth, so make sure to break out the fireworks and patriotism. It's been a pleasure having you here, sir."
"The pleasure's mine."
As the show's credit music played and hands were shaken XJ9 watched the tv in fascination. Skyway Patrol had been around for some time, alright, and new questions filled her head. But none were more interesting to her than one. What was a robot?
Author's Note- Things are really picking up now. Please leave a review, they really do help, and thanks for reading! Happy Father's Day to everyone and I'll see you all next Sunday.