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The Little Girl and the Ottomans

Chapter 5

Darumai led Sumer and the others into some sort of mission debriefing room. The walls are a plain white and a flag of the USSO stood in one of the corners. A few other soldiers came in and sat down at the long table, along with them.

"Alright, better get roll call," Darumai said. Taking out a small tablet, he listed out the names for the mission. After he called Sumer's name, he scratched his head in confusion.

"That's odd, I swear I added a few predators to the mission roster." Right on time, three predators, one of them being an elder, entered the room, their masks and armor currently on. They sat down at the few empty chairs without a single noise.

"Alright, now everyone, you've probably already heard of Shin's occupation of Algiers, am I correct," Darumai asked. Everyone nodded their head. "That's good to hear. Anyways, he's already starting to amass his army with the new weapon he produced." A projector came on, showing everyone the blueprints for Shin's weapon.

"Woah, that's so cool," Damien almost screamed.

"We believe this weapon was used to take the palace from the vali that lived there. From the design and components, we can guess that the weapon shoots out a concentrated blast of plasma that incinerated targets once in contact. We hope that we can disable this weapon before he uses it on the rest of the republic," Darumai explained.

"I hope so. Reports have also said that Shin has ordered a multitude of the city to join his terrorist group out of fear, and has begun arresting tourists, immigrants, and aliens due to him wanting the whole of the USSO to be run by humals," Sumer added, pulling up a picture of Shin that a spybug took of him.

"He's a lot more advanced than I thought he would look," Quinn said as she passed the picture down to Gem.

"Conagher will also be accompanying you on the mission. Go to the garage and he will explain the mission further," Darumai finished. Everyone nodded and left the room, heading to the garage. Once they get there, Val and the others awe at the sight. The machine was huge, easily able to hold twenty people inside, and it has a large drill at the front. Engi stood beside the machine's tank tracks as he was tweaking them. He then noticed them and finished up what he was doing.

"Ah, ya must be hair from Darumai's debriefin' awn thuh mission. Let me get through this, since Shin will prolly see ya comin' a mile away, i've built this machine to help us sneak our way in. It will dig into thuh ground an we'll emerge a few hours later in Algiers," Engi explained.

"You built this all by yourself," Quinn asked.

"Not exactly, ah did have a few helpers awn 'and, but ah done most of thuh duhrty work," Engi replied.

'We could use someone like yourself back home,' Quinn said in her mind. Engi told them that they will leave early in the morning so that the rebels won't notice them.

They went to the mess hall so they could eat today's dinner, which is fried chicken marinated in honey and almonds sprinkled on top. Val didn't eat meat, so she ordered a bunch of almonds. Everyone fount the combination surprisingly good. As they ate, Twilight fiddled with her dagger. Val was looking at her in worry. Her looks may give her table unwanted attention. Her mind went haywire as a soldier approached her.

The soldier looked to be in his later teens, wearing a baseball cap, headphones, dogtags, a red t-shirt, brown pants, and black shoes.

"Who knew alien girls were so good lookin'," the soldier said, admiring Twilight's curves.

"What do you want," Twilight said, giving no interest to the flirting soldier.

"Oh I was just wondering why a beauty such as yourself is in my presence. It's obvious you want-OW!" Another soldier came to him and whacked him on the back of the head with a shovel.

This soldier looked more like one than the teen, looking to be in his thirties, with a soldier helmet, a stash of grenades over his red jacket, brown pants, and black military boots.

"What are you doing!? Your not supposed to talk like that to...to...whatever you are. What are you?" Twilight then glared at the soldier witht the helmet.

"Fuck off," Twilight growled as she threw her dagger at the soldier, which caught his clothes by the shoulder and pinned him to a wall. Everyone looked at them as the soldier trying pulling the dagger, but it was planted firmly in the wall. Using her physic abilities, she pulled the dagger out of the wall, allowing the soldier to fall to his knees.

"If you know what's good for ya, you will run," the soldier yelled as he stood up. He walked directly towards Twilight, pushing the other soldier away, causing the soldier to land on his butt.

"Phfff, sure. Try your luck. You can't beat me," Twilight snarked. Before they could fight, a multitude of soldiers managed to broke them up.

"That was close," Val said as she gave a few almonds to Summer and Celestia, who ate them happily.

A few hours later:

Val held onto Shade as she walked over the walls and ceiling, Celestia and Summer following close behind. She was having fun, until she sensed something. It felt sad, and in need of help. Val looked at Shade.

"I think someone is hurt. Whoever it is, they're in the garage. Let's go see who it is," Val told them. Shade nodded and rushed towards the garage. Inside, the machine layed still, waiting for the mission to begin. Her attention was drawn to a table with something covered in a tarp. Wondering what it is, she lifted the tarp, revealing a grey robot with white, short metal hair that seems to spark with electricity and reveals his thin, but smooth face, an LED mouth that's in a constant frown, and covered in a metal t-shirt and metal shorts.

Val looks at the machine in wonder. Who created this robot? And why is it under a tarp? She jumped when Engi appeared right beside her.

"Ah see you've fount maah ole project. Fount this one as a small, blocky robot when ah arrived awn earth in maah teens. Ah done tried ta give him a new life in this world, even goin' so far as to givin' it a new body, but he just won't turn on," Engi explained. Val looked at him, and then back at the robot.

"What's his name?"

"When ah fount him, his code-name was all too rusty ta see, but thuh feller who had it in his junkyard said he was originally called Robot Jones. Ah took him with me eend rebuilt him. Now Skyway Patrol has started callin' him BB-1919, or 'Tracker,'" Engi continued. Val felt something in her hands that begged to come out and come in contact with the robot.

"Promise me you won't tell anyone of this," Val asked him. Engi was confused on what she meant until a green ball of energy formed in her hand and flew towards the robot, disappearing in a bright flash of green. Engi was all too surprised. He was even more surprised when he heard something coming from the robot.

"REBOOT IN PROGRESS...REBOOT COMPLETE. DESIGNATION MODEL KX-8. ALL POWER SOURCES, ONLINE. COMPUTER ONLINE. EVERYTHING READY TO GO."

"Well ah be damned," Engi said with a smile on his face. The robot sat up roughly and opened it's eyelids to reveal almost human-like eyes, except they're made of glass and emit a yellow glow similar to a lightbulb. It looks at Val and Engi.

"Humans..." the robot seemed to not know what to say. Val looked at Engi in confusion.

"He must've lost his original memory card. I think I have it somewhere, but he'll barb to use his new memory chop for now," Engi said.

"Hi! I'm Val, and this is Celestia, Summer, and Cohganer," Val introduced them to the robot.

"NAMES VAL, CELESTIA, SUMMER, AND COHGANER PUT IN DATABASE. SCANNING...LOOKING THROUGH WWW..." the robot continued to process information it was discovering about them. Val looks at Engi.

"It's gonna take some taahm before Tracker learns to become similar to a human. Go rest uhp, we'll be leavin' in thuh mornin'," Engi said. Val nodded and left the garage. Engi then looked at Tracker.

"Lets see what information I can give you."

Next morning:

A loud, booming horn noise awoken everyone from their sleep, including Val and the others, who jumped in shock at the sound.

"What on Earth was that," Quinn questioned as she held her hand to her chest, trying to calm herself down.

"That was the siren to get up." Val turns to see Sumer in their doorway. "Sorry for the spook. Well let's get to the garage. Everyone is probably waiting. You can sleep on the way there, your still children and you need a lot more sleep than we do," Sumer continued.

They all nodded and got in their clothes. Quinn helped Val get into her new clothes that Skyway Patrol gave them last night. They walked into the garage and noticed a new robot helping Engi with fueling the machine.

"Who's the robot," Sumer asked. Some of the soldiers were wondering the same thing.

"Everyone, this is BB-1919, or Tracker as ya usta cahwl him. Ah finally managed ta activate him after sumone helped me," Engi said as he laid down his wrench. Sumer was actually impressed by the machine. It looked pretty advanced for a robot that was built by one person. Kinda reminded her of-

"He will be comin' with us. He is still learnin' about humanity eend a bunch awf other things, but ah managed ta teach him thuh basics, so go easy awn him alright? And maybe ya could help him become one like thuh many robots that currently live hair." Sumer was snapped out of her trance when she figured out that the robot was coming with them.

"Why do we need to bring a bucket of bolts anyway? He doesn't look like someone who could fight," Rocco questioned. Sumer responder by smacking him off of Damien's shoulder.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get moving," the soldier with the helmet yelled, being the first one in the machine. One by one, Val and her friends, including Shade, Sumer, the predators, and everyone selected for the mission gets in the machine.

"Put your seatbelts awn until ah git this machine awn autopilot," Engi ordered. Everyone did as they were told, though Tracker was a little confused on what he meant because he hasn't learned what a seatbelt is. The machine rolls out at and begins to dig underground. Engi turned on autopilot after getting the machine leveled.

"Hope ya brung your weapons, because we'll be goin' in guns blazin'," Engi said. As everyone did their own things, Val looked at Tracker, who is right beside her.

"Hi!"

"Greetings Miss Val," Tracker greeted back, his LED mouth glowing as he spoke. Val giggled as she told him a few things about herself, except her powers. Tracker took all of this information in while also finding a few new human customs on the internet. While doing so, he couldn't keep his eyes off of Sumer. Something about her is just itching at him. He wanted to learn more about her, but in his current state, he'll have to wait before he makes the first move.

"Hey bud." Tracker turns his head and noticed the teenager from before giving him a glare while holding a bat. "You think that you'll be lookin' at her without me noticing now would you?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't think we met. Who are you," Tracker asked as he innocently tilted his head.

"I'm the only one that's allowed to 'scout' her, you got me," he asked, continuing his angry glare.

"He didn't do anything bad. Why are you so angry at him," Val asked, hugging Tracker who looked at her in confusion.

"I am the Scout here. You better scram before I use my baseball bat to pound you," the soldier said, holding the end of his baseball bat at Tracker's face.

"SCANNING...NAME: JEREMY. CODENAME: SCOUT. HAS A IN YOUR FACE ATTITUDE. OFTEN TRIES TO FLIRT WITH WOMEN BUT FAILS MISERABLY AND OFTEN WETS THE BED IN HIS SLEEP WHILE SUCKING HIS THUMB."

"Why you little!" Scout swing his bat at Tracker, but didn't expect the robot to catch it in his hand.

"ENEMY DETECTED. ACTIVATING BATTLE MODE 1." Tracker's arm transforms into a large wrench, which shocked everyone except Engi.

"Um...can we talk this over?" Tracker didnt respond as he whacked Scout with his arm-wrench, sending him to the other side of the room. Everyone laughed at Scout's misfortune.

"Now that was what I wanna see," the soldier with the helmet cheered. Scout got back up and glared at Tracker, who's arm has returned to normal.

"How was he able to transform his arm like that," Quinn asked.

"Ya see, Tracker is mostly made awf traynsformium, which allows him t' re-shape his physical structyhaw. He can also copy abilities an other thin's from enemies he defeats that would help him in thuh futyhaw," Engi explains. Quinn nodded as she looked at Tracker, who is looking at Val.

"I'm sorry if I sound mean, but what were you doing a few seconds ago," Tracker asked.

"You don't know? I as hugging you. It's a sign of friendship," Val replied with a smile.

"Oh...better use that in making new friends," Tracker said. Val giggled at his innocence after the display he had done earlier. After a few hours of waiting and napping, they finally resurfaced at their destination. They exit the machine to find themselves under a bridge. They turn the corner to see Algiers in it's full glory. Val and the others awe at the massive and beautifully crafted buildings with obvious Ottoman and Arabian influence.

"There she is."

"Wow, this place is so cool! No wonder Shin took it over," Damien joked. From the machine emerged a man in a beanie hat, brown skin, a stash of grenade pills on his chest, and some sort of armor. He drunkenly got out of the vehicle.

"Damnit. Demo, you just had to get drunk again," Sumer exclaimed.

"Yer arses arse and I'm the grass man, punk yeah ya havin' heathen," Demo spoke in a slurred tone due to his almost supernatural consumption of alcohol.

"It's alraahyt Sumer, Demo works beder while blue," Engi comforted. Sumer sighed in annoyance.

"Fine, but if he screws up once. He's going back to base. You got it," Sumer said. Engi nodded.

"So are we ready?" Everyone nodded. "Alright. Are mission is to destroy the weapon that Shin built, along with getting the citizens of Algiers out of the city before it becomes a warzone. Right now, we need to get to the city's prison and free the people there. Let's get moving."

Woop! It is done! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you have any ideas for the story, go ahead and leave a review.

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