Title: In the End

Summary: After the World is Black (my other story). It's a small telling and thoughts from a certain robot: CB.

Done while listening to "Where'd You Go" by Fort Minor, but 'In The End' by Lincoln Park kind of applies as well.

Disclaimer: Xioalin Showdown not owned by me.

In the End

Sitting here in this darkened corner. Robots can't cry. Robots can't cry… I don't want to believe it. I wish it weren't true. He was everything to me. Hell, he made me! Of course he was my everything. But now… what can I do… What should I do?

I remember… I was at the temple. Something didn't feel right. Where was Jack? Where's Kim and Rai? Where'd they go? I searched everywhere in blind panic before I realized that I could just track Jack down.

Pulling out the little tracking device I frown. That couldn't be right. Jack wouldn't go there. I repeated it several times with closed lids. When I open my eyes the fact is still there.

"CB, what's wrong?" It's Clay, I guess in my hysterics I didn't sense him coming.

I frown at him… should I tell him? In the end I decided not to. I shook my head and told him nothing. I could tell he didn't believe me. I didn't care. I needed to get to Jack.

It had taken forever, but I was finally standing on the steps to the mansion. I gulped habitually and opened the door; no need to ring the bell or anything. I hoped that I wasn't too late. I follow the slow beeping of the tracking device into the front room.

In the corner I still sit… I can't think of anything. I'm not going to even describe what I see.

Who ever says computers/robots don't feel; they haven't met me. I almost wish that Jack had made me so that I couldn't feel emotion. It would so much better than this. But… I kind of… don't. Of course I wouldn't feel but… I don't… I… just… Oh, I don't know. I can't move, I know that it's not my battery dying… it's just me.

I'd do anything for Jack. I have done everything I could. In the end I just wasn't good enough… a failure. I'm a failure. I couldn't protect him. I couldn't protect any of them.

So in the end I just sit there staring at the scene of carnage. So much blood… everywhere. No one living. I had really started to like the two dragons. They really cared for Jack and they were kind to me. And now I'm alone. All alone, there's no one I care about left… to protect.

I want desperately to cry. Let me cry, PLEASE! I want to cry, let me do it. Just… please…

But in the end I can't… I'm not allowed it. In the end…my emotions aren't real. I'm not real. FAKE, completely unreal, counterfeit… the list goes on... But it all means the same. I have no life. I'm doomed… I was even before I started. Why can't I live?

I suppose it would do me no good. I'd just do throw it all away.

Oh, but to be alive just for a little while… to feel real emotion. To know what you feel isn't what a bunch of hardware has told you that that's the way you should feel.

I want to see my blood flow… the closest I have to that is oil; thick and black. Not blood, not at all blood. What should I do?

I wanna rip out my wires- my circuits- and let the oil flow freely until there's nothing left. What would the pain feel like for me? Would my system comprehend? Oh, what should I do?

In the end…

The End…

Well, I tried to make it very emotional and heart-wrenching. It was originally supposed to be called 'Deactivate My Heart' but 'In the End' just kept popping up… It seemed more fitting and Wyvren Wing who helped me edit it said so too…

Please review, I love feedback, it's not that hard to take a few more moments to let the author know what you felt or if you liked the story… or something like that…