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Dorothy sat there and watched Roger eat every mouthful of his dinner, she didn't move an inch or do anything of any nature as she watched him finish his last bite and take his last sip of coffee, "You are done eating, You can continue with the story now." she finally let out in a clear yet monotone voice. "Well, you've been waiting diligently, you can wait a little while longer." "What is it that you have to do now?" "Something human." Roger smiled slightly as he got up from his seat and headed into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Act 2 - Flames of Revelation

As a flush was sounded in the bathroom and Roger came back out tying the robe tightly back over himself as he sat at the table, Dorothy turned her head to look at him, "Alright, Alright." He smiled as he closed his eyes trying to remember. "Master Roger?!" Norman would shout as he tried to shift through the smoke that filled the room, "I'm fine Norman." Roger slowly stood up as the smoke cleared, brushing off his suit as he watched the flames from the explosion dissipate. "Oh my, it left a rather large hole in the wall and balcony, I shall endeavor to get it fixed right away." "Thank you Norman." "It had bothered me that someone would attack me in the comfort of my own home, despite not wishing to dig any deeper I did just that" he slowly moved to the balcony to look down when he noticed some rather large footprints in the ground leading off into the distance. "How in the world ... did something that large ... make no sound?" he would blink as the smoke finally settled, half of his balcony was in shambles.

Roger Smith took his search for answers to the only place he could, a small pub namely called the speakeasy, he would park his car and make sure the proper security features were enabled before he marched in and took his usual seat next to Big Ear who was of course reading a newspaper. "What do you know about a man named, Gabe Turnim?" "Gabe Turnim? Only a small portion, the man used to work for a company called Roblogic Tech, like it's odd name ... is it's purpose." Roger blinked as he turned to look at him. "Are they in the production of robots?" "Androids, robots ... anything of a mechanical nature, namely the production of silently operating Androids." "Silently operating?" Roger blinked. "Most people have the ability to determine whether someone is an android or a human being, some androids are made with base emotions, most are not. But for those made with the most basic of emotions, you could almost always tell by the sound of mechanical whirring, Roblogic is trying to create a more human android." "What does Gabe have to do with all of this?" "He founded the company" this sparked a sudden feeling of shock within him. "Roblogic recently came under new management, Gabe was demoted and turned into a working man, a low level robotic engineer. However, to regain his stature as head of Roblogic, he decided to bring a project so grand to fruition but his experiment was supposedly a bust." Big Ear fluffed the newspaper a bit in his hands. "What kind of experiment?" "That, I don't have a clue, only that the Paradigm Group shut his project down." Roger let out a light huff as he stood and placed a wad of twenties onto the table, which Big Ear covered with the newspaper.

"I was back where I started with only a glimmer of knowledge, so I decided to have a talk with whoever was in charge of Roblogic." the black Griffon slowly pulled up to a long gate, beyond that gate was a large set of long buildings, all were made of glass and beyond one of them there was a radio tower. Atop the radio tower was one of the largest radio dishes he had ever seen, he paid no matter to that as a security guard walked up to him, "Sir, this is a restricted scientific research installation, I would ask you to leave unless you have an appointment." "My name is Roger Smith, I was hired to Negotiate for a man who works here, a Mr. Gabe Turnim." "Hold on while I clear this sir." the rent a cop walked over to his shack post and lifted a telephone to his ear. Roger adjusted his sunglasses as the glare from the radio dish hit them before the rent a cop walked back up to his window, "You're clear sir." suddenly the gate would part to the side allowing Roger to drive in. He blinked as he noticed a large hanger, the shadow of something big and hulking on the other side cast through, upon it looked like a large drill and this of course made him suspicious. He slowly rolled his window down and dropped what looked like a small pebble into the middle of the road as he drove by. The small object pulsed with a tiny red light fixated in the middle of it.

As he drove farther into the research base he was greeted by more rent-a- cops that directed him to a parking garage then met him on the way out, they then escorted him into one of the bigger buildings and up the elevator, they finally led him into a room behind a door. The writing on the door read, "CEO: Sebastian Hawkins," Roger was told to sit down and he did so, crossing his leg over his other. "I understand Mr. Turnim hired you as a Negotiator." "Yes, I would like to negotiate to settle problems concerning his debt and the way you've treated him to repay it." "By what do you mean? We only send him notices, of course we don't permit him on the premises till his payment but still..." "Notices in the form of beatings?" Roger would slowly remove his sunglasses and place them in his expensive looking suit's front pocket. "That's preposterous!" "My client has several bruises and a cut lip from the incident, I'm sure any of Paradigm's top lawyers would see something into that." "If you're here to make idle threats, I would tell you to leave." Mr. Hawkins' opened up the blinds to his window as he looked out of them at the hangar from earlier. "I am simply here to negotiate... now, what kind of project did Mr. Turnim suggest?" "A idiotic project, that has nothing to do with what this company was created for, which is surprising for him. He wished to create an underground mining robot to explore the deepness of the earth, the project was canceled by Paradigm and he has yet to pay us for..." "I'll have to take this into consideration, I'll come back once I have talked it over with Mr. Turnim, what was the amount he owes?" "Fifty-eight thousand." "I'll have a talk with my Client, you'll be hearing from me." "The guards will show you out."

Sure enough the guards lead him to his car and watched him get in, as he drove towards the gate he pressed a button, causing the item he threw from the car to explode, the guards all scattering to the scene and leaving his car unattended. Quickly he rolled out of the car, shutting the door and pulling out a remote control device from his pocket and as he ran for the hangar he guided his car past the men who were surveying the scene. This gave him ample time to sneak into the hangar he saw earlier, when he entered he noticed the large machine hovering over him, it was like a giant metal dog of sorts with a large drill on a hand coming from the side. He blinked as he stared at this, making his way around the machine, "Is this what he built? Hm?" Roger then noticed a light on in a little office. He slowly went to investigate, stuffing his back up against the wall near the door as he tried to peer in through the window, suddenly someone noticed him from inside and came walking out. "Mr. Negotiator..." Sure enough Gabe Turnim came out to greet him, "You shouldn't be allowed even in here... no matter, how did things go?" "As I take it ... you're not in very well standing with Mr. Hawkins, so you shouldn't even be allowed in here either." "Just tell me how it went?" the professor grabbed at his collar and pulled him closer as he yelled at him. "Calm down! It didn't go over as well as I was expecting, but we will open negotiations and get to some sort of debt payment..." "Payment? I wanted you to negotiate me out of this payment! My machine is a godsend. I will NOT let them take away my device and just expect a refund!" He finally let go of Roger's collar before he rushed over to the ladder on the side of his machine. "I'll show them all!" "Mr. Turnim, Wait!" Gabe would climb up the ladder and jump into the machine before a low hum was heard as the robot machine started up and began to stomp out of the hangar, that drill on it's head spinning ferociously before he tore through the metal hangar door and stomped out and oddly enough the machine made no noise what so ever as it stomped away.

"He's gone insane... what could be so important for him to go to these lengths just to keep that machine of his..." Roger pulled back his sleeve before he put his watch up to his mouth, "I just have to stop him before he does something foolish, Big O! It's Showtime!" Roger's watch would pulse as the ground began to shake. The digging robot stomped towards the main building where the CEO was held up, "I'll just demolish Mr. Hawkins and his lab! Then I'll be able to keep you! And together we'll figure out the mysteries beneath the earths crust!" Gabe began to laugh rather insanely as he piloted his robot towards the building before the ground began to shake. "What's this?" the ground in front of the digging machine burst and crumpled as Big O began to rise from the underground. Behind Big O, Roger Smith would hop onto it's back and slide down to the side of Big O, the hulking robot lifting Roger up and putting him into his command situation. "Big O! In action!" "Mega...dues?!" Gabe growled as he brought the machine's digger into Big O's knee, "Really now, does he expect to hurt Big O when he's so small compared to us? Err..." Roger looked surprised as the damage analysis came up as a danger level of class A. Big O's knee began to buckle under the pressure as the plating on it's knee began to shatter, Roger would bring Big O's other leg back before kicking it forward and causing the machine to fly onto it's back. "Let's just hope it's like a turtle..." The robot would flail around on the ground as if it couldn't get up before it rolled side by side as hard as it could, soon enough the robot flipped back up with aid from the digging tool. "Feisty, aren't we? Well, I don't make it a habit of going against my Clients' wishes, but in your case I might have to make an exception!" Roger would flip the cover of one of Big O's sticks and press a button causing it's pile driver to blow back.

He brought the stick back as far as it would go, "Sorry, but that thing has got to go!" As Gabe's robot brought it's spinning drill to bear Big O would swing it's large hand forward in tune with Roger bringing the stick to the forward of the conveyer, colliding with the drill as the piston blew forward, the sheer gust from the air blowing the large drill to pieces. Gabe stared on in a disbelief and horror as his precious machine was mutilated, "How could you do something like that?! My work! My baby! You'll pay for that!" suddenly another implement appeared where the drill had shattered. "What?" the tool looked like something with an open tip or a nozzle, while Roger was busy pondering the drilling laser powered up and began to cut away at Big O's knee again. Once again a class A rating was given to the damage as Big O's knee shattered and the power from the laser lobbed off its leg from the circuitry and cables holding it together, causing it to fall onto it's only remaining knee and both it's hands.

"NOW GOES THAT COCKPIT OF YOURS!" Gabe looked at his targeting scanners and took note of what looked like a cockpit, through the nearly see through reddish orange shield. "This is the end of the Megadues!" Gabe brought his finger over the firing controls and pushed them in ...

To Be Continued ...