Reneges

"2012? Master was first activated 2 years back in 2012? Then that would make this year 2014. I'm too early."

Duusu shooked his head in disbelief.

"Unbelievable. Was I freaking out because the timing was different?"
Duusu chuckled as he let out a sigh of relief.

"Then again, it's not as though each iteration is constantly the same. Maybe this time Miawa will appear later. Ooh. I wonder what she'll say."

Duusu rubbed his little kwami stubs together.

"Oh hey. I know!"

Duusu begins humming cheerfully as he phases through the facility.

"Miawa likes competent and trustworthy workers. Huhuh, what if I go show her ahead of time just how competent I can be? Oh yeah. I'm sure she'll like that."

A cheerful smile spreads across the kwami's face.

"And I've just got the thing- to help!"

"PRT1RTX.0037c!"

Duusu puffs out his chest.

"I don't know if you can hear me- scratch that. Whether you can hear me or not, let me tell you what's going to happen. From now on, at least until we can get reacquainted with the rest of the Society, I'll be your guide. You will follow me and together we will soar to new heights!"

…

PRT1RTX.0037c: "Joke detected. Source unidentified. Your jokes could use a bit more humor."

"You found that funny? Wait, you heard me just now?"

…

Geez. I can never really tell with this thing.

"Anyways, that doesn't matter PRT1RTX.0037c. Just follow me!"

… it's not following me. Must've not heard that order.. Oh wait. That's right. It's not as though I'm an official member of the Advanced Sciences Society. I never was beforehand. I was merely just an honorary member.

Duusu clapped his hands together.

Duusu: Analyzer. I am now dismissing you.

Within the cyberverse, the spyware sentimonster froze up as it dissolved away while the magical energy which formed its amok dissipated. Normally when an amok is purified or dismissed, it leaves behind the base feather which was charged. In the case of the kwami Duusu however, no such feather remains.

Phasing through the walls, Duusu searched the nearby forest in an attempt to find what he was searching for. He waits, then listens intently as a small smile spreads across his face. It's the sound of a sparrow chirping.

"Hi!"

The flying sparrow stumbles a bit in a state of shock. Taking the opportunity, Duusu plucks one of the sparrows feathers as he floats and heads to the nearest city,

A blue energy courses through the little kwamis stubs and envelops the feather he is carrying turning it into an amok. Hovering throughout the city, Duusu spots the object he is looking for; a credit card. Or maybe it's the keycard to someone's hotel room that they lost. Whatever. Floating down Duusu places the amok onto the lost hotel key card. The amok enters the lost hotel key card.

Blue clouds cologulate and when they have solidified, all that remains is a young woman of about 30 years in age. Of course since she was just formed she would actually be an infant.

"Senti-Rin. I am Duusu, the Peacock kwami and your creator. Pick up that key card."

The sentimonster obeys.

"Follow me."

For anyone else, it is quite foolish to give the sentimonster its amok as that allows it to gain its independence and with its independence, there is a chance that it might turn on you. Furthermore, holding the object which contain its amok meant that person could control the sentimonster, give it orders. When a sentimonster has the object which contains its amok, asides from cases where the object containing its amok is already included as part of its design such as the case with Reflekdoll, the sentimonster makes its own decision. It can rebel. Such concerns however are of no matter to Duusu.

"Swipe your key card and go until you see a robotic girl. It has slightly desaturated blue hair. Once you meet it, allow it to scan you for your identification. I'll tell you what to do from there."

Senti-Rin swiped the key card containing her amok into the card reader.

Access Granted.

Senti-Rin makes her way into the facility.

PRT1RTX.0037c: "Halt. Who goes- Identity verified."

Duusu: Tell PRT1RTX.0037c to follow you.

Senti-Rin: "PRT1RTX.0037c. Follow me."

The combat humanoid begins following the sentimonster. They march down the hallway. They haven't made it more than 3 steps when the combat humanoid abruptly stops.

Senti-Rin: "What's going on? Why have you stopped? Answer me."

Duusu: Nevermind that! You! Get that machine out of here while you can."

The sentimonster raises an eyebrow.

Senti-Rin: "Pardon me?"

Duusu: I'm picking up on hostiles. A group of 4 people. They're heading your way and-

The next lines of Duusu's telepathic commands do not make it through.

Gunfire. There is gunfire in the facility. Peering through his sentimonster's eyes as she sustains heavy injury, Duusu sees the nozzle of an assault rifle. The pain. It transmits through.

Duusu: Senti-Rin. Head out there and-

The combat humanoid turns to look at the intruders.

PRT1RTX.0037c: "Scanning identities… identities confirmed. Welcome back mistresses."

The Advanced Sciences Society combat member points her rifle at the combat humanoid.

PRT1RTX.0037c: "Hostile threat determined. Eliminating dangers."

The combat humanoid pulls out its 7mm Luger from its chest cavity. 1 shot, 2 shot, all are shot. Senti-Rin lays in a puddle of blood as she stares up at the cold robotic eyes of the combat humanoid.

PRT1RTX.0037c: "Eliminating witnesses.."

The combat humanoid begins to reload its 7 mm Luger. As the sentimonster had moved out the way instinctively, she had not met the full force of this robotic girl who had turned it handgun on her and fired a couple of shots. Senti-Rin sighed on the floor as she breathed heavily.

Senti-Rin: "PRT1RTX.0037c. Shutdown."

Bang.

The link between sentimonster and creator had vanished. She's been incapacitated, Duusu realized, but hold on. Why didn't that order work but the previous one did? Could it be the result of the situation? Maybe hostile situations overridden certain commands.. but if that were the case, why did that machine turn and fire its gun on Rin? She was not a threat, she wasn't even an active threat.

Duusu: "Senti-Rin. You have fulfilled your purpose. I am releasing you from reality."

Duusu claps his little stubby arms together dismissing the sentimonster. The combat humanoid had already left as he could tell from the sentimonster's eyes. The acid burned away at the sentimonster's skin. This dismissal, this instant death was a mercy.

Well, not really. By the time the combat humanoid had left, Senti-Rin had already dissolved away into that pool of acid. No, there was another reason why Duusu had dismissed his sentimonster.

"Warning. Warning. Airstrike is in place. All personnel are advised to head down into the bunker."

The systems loud speaker. This is no concern for Duusu. He's immortal, his Miraculous nearly indestructible but still he ponders his head. Why is there an airstrike here? No, more importantly perhaps this master has several secrets for him to discover.

Duusu: "How fascinating!"

Duusu phases through the walls.

Duusu: "It's been a while since I met a machine like that one. When was it again? 300 iterations ago?"

300 iterations ago? No, that wasn't right. With the way this machine was acting, one so highly advanced that it should be able to discern the situation.. this one acted more like a recent, recent enough for a kwami anyways.

Duusu: "Robustus. Markov."

Outside bombs fell upon the landscape demolishing the area.