A little Ace Savvy for ya. Enjoy!
It was a slow day in the city of New Jack City; there was simply no crime for Ace Savvy and the Full House squad to stop. In the Fortress of Savviness, the heroic team was...lounging around? They all had bored expressions on their faces.
"This literally sucks," The High Card complained, spinning around in her chair. She usually does the driving for gang since most of them was underaged. The Eleven of Hearts could qualify but they didn't want repeat of the shopping mall incident. Crime fighting could only pay so much.
"Yeah, there's no sign of criminal activity in WEEKS! I'm itching to punch bad guys really badly!" The Strong Suit whined angrily, performing push ups. She was always ready to scrap. It's a blessing yet also a curse for her because she sometimes pick fights way above her weight class.
The Eleven of Hearts looked up from her nail file towards Strong Suit in confusion. "Itching? Ew, do you have fleas, Strong Suit!? Keep away from me! I just got this boots online yesterday!" Strong Suit facepalmed from Eleven's dim intrepretation. She wasn't a bright hero but she still lend a helping hand in any way she could.
Ace Savvy stood up with a determined look. "We can't just mope around here all day, gang. There's bound to be a threat to New Jack City and its inhabitants!" The Full House gang gave Ace an unamused look before resuming their deeds. One-Eyed Jack walked beside Ace and gave a similar hopeful look.
"Ace's right! In a city like New Jack, a fiend is bound to rise to try his hand in villainy!" Jack rallied, hoping to pick up Ace's steam. Night Club gave Jack a deadpan glare.
"Did you get that quote from a movie, dude? This town hasn't been buzzing since last month," Night Club reminded in boredom. Suddenly, the TV switched on to life, alerting everyone.
"A villain is finally doing something?!" The Queen of Diamonds squealed happily, hopping up and down.
"Finally! If I was anymore bored, then I would have to start reading," The Royal Flush commented in relief, hopping from the chair. The Card Counter gave Royal Flush an offended look. How dare she disrespected reading like that!?
Card Counter fixed her glasses, "I'll have you know, Royal Flush, that reading can open a gateway of opportunities for learning or in your words, 'kill some time.' I mean honestly!" Royal Flush stopped and turned around to give Card Counter a piece of her mind.
"Hey! I'm sorry that I can't live up to your expectations, Little Miss Egghead! Another thing, I-AHH!" Royal Flush yelped, jumping from someone touching her. She landed on her bottom as she glared at the Eight of Spades.
Eight placed her index finger to her lips. "Quiet! The president's on." She pointed to the screen, which the president of United States was patiently waiting.
"Greetings, Ace Savvy and the Full House gang," The president began with a head nod.
Everyone waved with a smile, "Hello, Mr. President."
"What's the stich, sir?" Ace asked confidently. He was always willing to put his live on the line to protect the innocent.
The president gave a weary look. "Well, the task is somewhat...daunting. A fair warning to you all. This may be a difficult task." The president easily considered the Full House gang the best of the best...but he's concerned about their well being. Obviously, most of them are kids for crying out loud!
"Believe us, Mr. President. We literally got this!" High Card reassured, giving a thumb up. The president could always count on High Card to remain hopeful; however, this was not the case this time.
"Totes!" Eleven added, winking at the President. And also Eleven as well.
The president nodded, his nerves somewhat eased. The camera zoomed out as the TV displayed a screen with three robots, each having a knight motif. "These are the Jacks of the Round Table: government issued robotic super soldiers. At the time before you and your gang was established, Ace, I wanted to take more...aggressive approaches to stop crime all over the country. I asked the military and the best scientists to craft me the ultimate weapon towards stopping any type of crime, anywhere. They actually exceeded my expectations and crafted three of them. It took a year but at the time, it was worth it." The president recalled. He took a break so that he could breath. For a guy pushing fifty, he can surely talk.
"The Jacks of the Round Table may look robotic but the scientists made sure that the movements and emotions of them are 100% human. Now, they were sent on a assualt mission in the Grand King Desert. It was a success; however, a rival soldier was able to upload a virus that completely wiped out all of their humanity. They became cold, emotionless killing machines," The president reminisced sadly, stopping to pay tribute to the fallen innocent. Queen of Diamonds and Royal Flush audibly gulped from what the president stated.
"They killed people!? Way harsh, man," Night Club remarked angrily, shaking her head. Nothing angers the Full House gang more than an innocent life being taken.
"That's no laughing matter and I know some jokes that can KILL. Ha ha ha! Get it?" The Joker giggled as the others gave her a unamused look or a tired groan. She shrug sheepishly, "Too soon?"
Shaking his head, the president cleared his throat. "If I may, Joker? Now, we had to forcefully detained the Jacks and shut them down immediately. They were locked up in a impenetrable room underneath New Jack City." Everyone gasped and looked down themselves towards the ground. "'Gasp!' is right, everyone. For the time, NJC lived a peaceful existence. Last night, an unnatural force caused Black and Redjack to reboot and break out! Here's footage!" The president ushered as the screen changed to a dark room where the three robots were chained and powered down.
A heavy rumble caused various things to fall all over the place. A stray few rocks hit a power button for the two charging platforms that Black and Redjack were standing on. In a short time, they were charged fully. Blackjack, the robot built for power and defense, broke the chains easily and assisted Redjack, the streamlined robot built for speed and guerrilla warfare, with his.
Now freed, the rogue robots quickly made short work of the 'impenetrable' door and escaped, leaving Diamondjack, the equally balanced robot, alone.
"Gadzooks! This is a serious problem!" Ace realized, pointing at the screen.
High Card rolled her eyes. "Thanks for the heads up, Captain Obvious." Ace shot her a glare before turning back towards the screen. Strong Suit raised her hand.
"Question, Mr. President. If that room was SO impenetrable, then how come they were able to bust outta there so easily?" Strong Suit pried in confusion. The others also gave the president confused looks.
Jerking at his collar nervously, the president cleared his voice. "Um, we forgot how strong Blackjack was due him being locked up, Strong Suit. Anyway, him and Redjack's location is unknown at the time; however, Diamondjack may still be inside of the containment room. Ace, I want you and the Full House gang to go and apprehend him. By force if necessary," The president ordered sternly.
Ace thought long and hard about this. Are they going in over their heads if they take this assignment? His other half of his mind reminded him that the people of New Jack City would be in serious danger if he let those sadistic robots on the loose. He looked back up at the president and gave him a thumbs up and confident smile.
"We accepted the task, Mr. President!" Ace agreed earnestly. One-Eyed Jack patted Ace on his back.
"Yeah, we'll nab that mecha menace and force him to reveal the location of the other two Jacks," One-Eyed nodded. The president gave a thankful smile.
"All of you are a true blessing to New Jack City," The president remarked warmly.
Everyone nodded, "We know." A cocky blessing but a blessing nonetheless.
"Now, here are the coordinates to the containment room where Diamondjack may be. Goodbye, good luck, and godspeed, everyone! President signing off." The TV screen was cut off as Ace's phone received a message. He took it out and checked it, seeing the exact location.
Smiling confidently once more, Ace looked towards the window that showed New Jack City in a glorious sunset. "Alright, lets go, team!"
One hour later...
The team made their way through a dank, vast cave. It was dark and had various vermin that'll make even the toughest soldier squeal for his mother. Eleven was particularly worried about the vermin and creepy crawlies.
"This is really scary. I knew I should have brought my bug spray," Eleven whimpered sadly, watching where she stepped in fear of ruining her boots.
"Now's not the time to get scared, Eleven. Everyone, keep your eyes sharp. The coordinates said that the path to the room is booby trapped," Ace warned, creeping slowly along the walkway.
"Pff, what kind of boob would trap a pathway? Hehehe, get it? BOOB? TRAP? Cause the path is boo-" Night Club clamped the Joker's mouth shut with her hand.
"We know," Everyone groaned flatly. Strong Suit hopped in front of everyone, stopping Ace in his tracks.
"Come on, Ace. What do you take us for? A bunch of loud, rambunctious kids? Stealth is my middle name," Strong Suit reassured cockily, placing a hand on a rock. The rock slid from under her as soon as she touched it, starting a unsettling rumble throughout the cave. Everyone gave cautious looks to each other while Eleven was yet again confused from what Strong Suit said.
"Wait, I thought your middle name was Marie, Strong Suit?"
"Nevermind that, Eleven! Look, the cave is collapsing! We need to get out of here! Ace?" Queen of Diamonds turned towards him with a frustrated but scared look. Ace peered his eyes ahead of him. He can see some of the inside of containment room. He pointed ahead.
"Quick, gang. The containment room is just ahead! Run if your life depended on it which it actually does!" He ordered loudly over the loud crashing of the rocks. Everyone sprinted down to the containment room while Eight stood in her place.
"The only thing I depend on is darkness. Sigh, these rocks can't crush me soo-" She was pulled from her spot by Strong Suit.
"Will you come on and stop moping, will ya!?" Clutching Eight to her shoulder tightly, Strong Suit raced down to the containment room. She hopped, flipped, and parkoured her way through the collapsing labyrinth. It seemed that she and Eight was going to make it to the room. "We gonna make it!"
THUD!
"You had to jinx us, Strong Suit," Eight snarked.
If she didn't take the giant boulder right in front of them in account. Giving a determined glare, Strong Suit heaved Eight up into the air as she gave a hard straight punch to the boulder.
POW!
The boulder broke instantly into a million pieces as Strong Suit caught Eight into her arms. "Come on, come on!" Ace ushered frantically as everyone raced inside the containment room. Strong Suit and Eight narrowly made it as the rocks collapsed, closing the only way out. Excited by the thrill, Strong Suit dropped Eight onto her bottom and pumped her fists into the air.
"Who, hoo! That was awesome! Who's up for round two!?" Strong Suit boasted eagerly to the others. Everyone answered with an unamused glare. Strong Suit gave a sheepish smile and scratched her head. "Sorry, I'll be more careful next time."
Ace surveyed the area: A large room with three holding/charging decks for the robots, broken chains were all over the place, and a camera that was still functioning from the previous ordeal. Ace put on his 'leader face'. "Alright, everyone! Spread out and search the place! Diamondjack's bound to be he-"
"The person of interest that you're looking for is near, meatbag."
The intimidating deep voice caught everyone off guard. They looked all over the place until One-Eyed pointed up. "He's up there!" An invisible shape was clinging to the ceiling. The cloaking device only hid the unknown assailant's appearance, not overall shape. The assailant activated his plasma claws and dove at Ace and One-Eyed with killing intent. The two hopped out of the way as the assailant crashed onto the ground, causing an small crater.
The assailant quickly recovered and hopped out the crater. He disabled the cloaking device, revealing him to be none other than...
"Diamondjack!"
Like the other Jacks, Diamondjack had the design of a English knight...but without the chivalry and what not. Like the Queen of Diamonds, he was decorated exquisitely with diamonds all over himself. He had hair like wire extensions that poked out from the back of his head, emulating dreadlocks.
"Scanning meatbags in field of vision." Diamondjack's head moved quickly around the room, scanning everyone. "Ace Savvy, One-Eyed Jack, and the dysfunctional Full House gang." The girls took offense to that.
"Hey, we function pretty fine, thank you!"
Powering his plasma claws, Diamondjack took a fighting stance. "Objective of group: apprehend Diamondjack. Activating annihilation mode!" He powered his jet thrusters and charged towards the group at full tilt. Everyone took his or her own battle stance as a pink band wrapped around Diamondjack's ankle.
"Like, you need to take a chill pill, robo-boy!" Eleven exclaimed, pulling on her heart strap. With a mighty heave, she flung Diamondjack away. Diamondjack powered his thruster to stop himself from crashing.
"New target: The Eleven of Hearts!" He turned towards her position and zoomed towards her until Ace and Strong Suit punched and kicked him out of the air respectively.
"Oh no you don't"
Diamondjack crashed against the wall and slid down. He stood up and engaged the two in close combat. The three exchanged blow after blow with each other, equally matching in prowess and strength. Diamondjack gained the upper hand by ducking a combined team attack from Ace and Strong Suit. He sweep kicked both of their legs and kicked them away.
Diamondjack was about to resume his annihilation until Eight and Royal Flush smacked him in the face with a shovel and large monkey wrench respectively. Their combined strength actually knocked his head clean off. Diamondjack's body thudded against the ground while his head landed in High Card's hands.
Royal Flush smiled at Eight. "Good swing." She offered a fist bump.
Eight smiled and returned the fist bump, "Sigh, thanks and you too."
High Card looked down to Diamondjack's head, which was dazed. He shook off his dizzy spell and glared at High Card. "I will use your blood as an alternative fuel source, meatbag!"
"You're literally creepy," High Card remarked in disgust, tossing his head away. Diamondjack's head flew into the arms of Eleven.
"Ew, gross!" She cringed and tossed the head to Night Club. Diamondjack's body recovered from the combined swing and is now trying to get its head back. It lunged towards Night Club.
Night Club smirked and tossed to the Joker. "Oops. My bad, dude."
Joker caught it, "Don't get a-HEAD yourself! Hahaha, get it?"
Diamondjack's head glared, "Pun detected. ERADICATE!" His body leaped at her as Joker tossed it to Strong Suit.
Strong Suit kicked up Diamondjack's head as a hacky sack. The head was getting annoyed. "Ow, stop it, desist, I will destroy all of you! OW!" Strong Suit kicked him away.
"Heads up, One-Eyed! Robot in the middle!"
Diamondjack's body powered up its thrusters and zoomed to One-Eyed, who was ready to catch the head. The body kicked One-Eyed out of the way and caught the head. The body placed the head onto his shoulders.
KA-CLICK!
"Bing bong. The Obliterator is fully charged and operational." A calm, monotone voice informed Diamondjack. If he had a mouth, Diamondjack would have been sadistically grinning. He leaped back and opened his chest cavity and began to charge.
Meanwhile, the team was frantically pulling down and breaking the rocks that blocked their escape out of the room. Ace looked down to his right and saw the Deuce sucking on her thumb in a fetal position. Ace had a idea. A stinky, disgusting idea. "Deuce!" She looked up at him with a quizzical look. "Throw one of your diapie bombs!"
Nodding, Deuce reached in her pocket and pulled out a month old used diaper. Everyone stopped and clinched their noses. Eyeing Diamondjack determinedly, Deuce reared her arm back and threw the dastardly fabric covered doo doo. "Poo...POO!"
It was a high lob, which was very impressive for a baby. Diamondjack noticed a stray object plopping on his head. He grabbed the diaper and inspected it. The smell INVADED his ventilation system. "ERROR! ERROR! UNIDENTIFIED STENCH DETECTED! DOES NOT COMPUTE! WHAT IS THE SQUARE ROOT OF PI?! WHAT'S TWO PLUS TWO!? WHAT IS THE MEANING OF LIFE!? SHUTDOWN INEVITABLE!" A powering down sound ranged in the mostly empty room as Diamondjack crash landed to the ground. Everyone crowded around the now disabled robot.
"Is...is he gone?" Queen of Diamonds pried nervously, poking at Diamondjack's head with her tiara. Ace put on a thinker's pose and ingest the situation.
"Hmm, I don't think he's really...gone to tell you the truth, Queen. Deuce's diapie must of overloaded his circuitry. This gives me an idea." He turned to Card Counter. "Card Counter, can you reboot Diamondjack's humanity so that he can fight on our side and reveal the other Jacks?"
Card Counter thought to herself before turning to Ace. "I could but be warned: I have never tried a full reboot of a robot before, Ace."
Ace shook his head. "I don't need to know that, CC. I need to know can you do it." He gave a hopeful, determined smile. Card Counter returned the smile tenfold.
"Affirmative!"
One hour later...
Card Counter was hard at work, working on the insides of Diamondjack. Everyone else was standing beside her to assist her with everything she needed. "Sponge." One-Eyed wiped her face gently, cleaning the sweat off her face. "Tiny scissors." High Card handed her the scissors. She took them and cut through the unwanted circuitry. "Large cookie." Eleven held a large chocolate chip cookie that Card Counter took a huge bite out of. "Thank you, Eleven."
Eleven beamed a thankful, bright smile, "Like, you're welcome!
"Are you sure you know what your doing, Card Counter?" The Joker questioned in mild worry. She knew that Card Counter is an intelligent girl but she thinks that Ace is putting too much faith into her.
"Heck no! Like I told Ace, I've never done this before. Besides, it's not like that there's a manual." She pointed out with a hint of annoyance. She peeked back into Diamomdjack's chest and found a black computer chip. It looked out of place with Diamondjack's other parts. With a pair of tweezers, she extracted out effortlessly with a victorious smile. "Ah ha! There's the culprit! Now, to actually reboot him."
She hit the reset button, reconnceted the wires and circuitry, and closed his chest cavity. She stepped back and waited along with everyone else. A powering up whirl sounded as Diamondjack burst back into life. He performed a kip up and leaped onto his feet. He looked at Card Counter. "You...got rid of that virus. Thank you, Card Counter."
"You're welcome, Diamondjack," Card Counter nodded with a satisfied smile.
Royal Flush was confused at Diamondjack's sudden memory. "Wait, I thought you was shut down, Diamondjack. How ya know that it was Card Counter that saved you?"
"The brainiacs that made me also thought ahead and made a satellite for the three of us. I saw and heard everything that she did, Royal. My subconscious goes up into space to the satellite when my body is outta comission; however I can't do jack while I'm up there. Pun intended," Diamondjack explained, causing everyone but the Joker to groan.
The Joker giggled, "Good one, Diamondjack!" Diamondjack gave her a thankful nod.
High Card crossed her arms and gave Diamondjack a unamused glare, "Now that you're reboot and all, could you literally tell what the other Jacks are going to do?"
"Yeah, give me a sec, chica." Diamondjack asked, opening up an interface from his eyes. He searched through his personal memory banks until he stopped at one particular memory. "Ok, before we got shut down, we conspired a plan to turn every piece of machinery against humans. We decided the best place to enact the plan was at a high vantage point. It was Gambler's...Point? No, Gambler's View? Uh uh, Crap, what was it!?"
"Gambler's Cliff?" Eleven replied, walking up to Diamondjack with a pint of oil.
"Yeah! Gambler's Cliff!" Diamondjack remembered from the guess. He eyed the oil bottle. "That oil for me?"
Eleven nodded with a warm grin, "Uh huh! Here you go, DJ!"
Diamondjack took the pint with a quizzical look. "DJ? I leveled up to nicknames that fast?"
"Well, like I know that you didn't mean to do all of those bad things before. That was that virus thingy that controlled you," Eleven pointed out with a smile. High Card pulled her aside with a glare.
"What the heck, Eleven!? I know that you mean well but the van needs an oil change!" High Card reminded in annoyance.
Eleven gave a nervous look, "Well, he was, like, cooped up in that containment room thingy for all of these years. He definitely needs it." They looked back towards Diamondjack, who was slurping the can through a vent in his face. Finished, he tossed the can behind him, landing in the trash can effortlessly.
High Card sighed. "Fine but you're going out to buy another pack of oil."
"Got it!" Eleven responded happily, nodding.
They walked back to the group. Diamondjack was performing a series of stretches, "Alright, your boy got his humanity back, has fresh tank of oil, and is now ready to go kick some Jack butt! Who's with me!?" He put his hand out.
Everyone placed their hands on top of Diamondjack's. "We are!"
Twenty five minutes later...
The van zoomed through New Jack City as they raced to Gambler's Cliff. Diamondjack decided to ride on the top of the van, indian style. Night Club and Strong Suit poked their heads out. "You know that you can ride inside, dude," Night Club reminded with a knowing tone.
"Yeah, there's plenty of room for you, DJ," Strong Suit assured.
Diamondjack waved a dismissive hand. "Oh, I don't mind it but..." He leaned over and looked inside, "...they seem a LITTLE too rambunctious for me." He pointed towards Royal Flush, Queen of Diamonds, Eight, Card Counter, and Deuce, who were roughhousing with each other. Ace and One-Eyed try there best to quiet them down.
Strong Suit and Night Club shrugged to each other. "He has a point, brah."
Strong Suit nodded. "He isn't wrong about that. They can be crazy, especially in restaurants."
The two retreated back into the van as Diamondjack looked ahead of him. In the distance, a large cliff with a huge satellite dish that looked over the city. Behind it was a large ocean that stretched far as Diamondjack's optic sensors could see of the glorious sunset. He turned his gaze towards the cliff where he spotted two familiar robots.
Five minutes later...
Blackjack and Redjack were nearly finishing up their 'Annihilate all meatbags' plan as the van pulled up in front of the troublesome robots. "Blackjack, its Ace Savvy, One-Eyed Jack, and the group of females called the Full House gang," Redjack turned his head towards them and pointed his lancer threateningly.
Blackjack pointed also with his broadsword, "That's not all, Redjack. Readjust your optic sensors to the top of the van." Redjack followed his instructions and found Diamondjack leaping off and sprinting towards them.
"Black and Redjack, we order you to stand down and put down your weapons immediately!" Ace barked angrily, pointing at the duo.
Blackjack tilted his head with a threateningly look. "And if we refuse?"
"Face immediate and permanent termination!" High Card growled, pounding her fists together.
Redjack ignored the threat and looked towards Diamondjack. "Diamondjack, how dare you defy us!? These meatbags are corrupting your soul! They must suffer in the most excruciating and painful way!"
Diamondjack scoffed before he turned on his plasma claws. "Corrupted!? These 'meatbags' as you call them restored my humanity and gave me a new reason to live again. Please, as your brother, put down your weapons and stop this crazy plan. They can help you too, cuz." He held his hand out in hopes of getting through to them.
Black and Redjack looked towards each other before glaring at Diamondjack. "I rather rust away in the bottom of the ocean than to work for another meatbag again," Blackjack answered coldly.
"Since you are working with said meatbags, you are no longer our brother!" Redjack declared coldly as well. Everyone gasped before looking towards Diamondjack.
Shocked as his only family disowned him at the drop of the hat, Diamondjack pointed his left plasma claw threateningly, "Then I won't regret turning the both of you into scrap metal, cuz! Come at me!"
"Yeah! I'm sick of them calling us meatbags!" Queen of Diamonds snarled, taking off her tiara and pointing threateningly.
The robots and the Full House gang charged as they collided in a giant ball of violence. The gang gave it their all but the robots simply outclassed them. Diamondjack was faring better because he was better suited as a JACK of all trades. Pun intended.
Redjack took to the skies as Diamondjack followed clashed furiously, scoring vicious hits on each other. Even this is Redjack's bread and butter, he isn't built to take heavy damage.
Redjack looked to his side as he collided his lancer to Diamondjack's plasma claw, "Hm, seems your meatbag acquaintances are not faring well against Blackjack."
"Don't toy with me, Redjack. You not gonna distract me," Diamondjack growled, swinging his right claw towards Redjack's head. Redjack easily ducked.
"How this for a distraction: The aquaintance known as the Eleven of Hearts is about to be thrown off the cliff," Redjack gloated darkly.
Eyes widening, Diamondjack turned his head. Redjack was right as Blackjack held Eleven by the collar of her dress as she tried in vain to break free. With a mighty toss, Blackjack tossed her over the cliff as she screamed and flailed helplessly. Diamondjack heard a thruster powering up behind him. Quickly, Diamondjack dodged Redjack's sneak attack and impaled him with his right claw. He did the same with his left claw and pulled and pulled until he ripped Redjack in half.
Dropping the destroyed Redjack down to his watery grave, Diamondjack powered his thrusters and zoomed down to Eleven, who was nearing the rocky bottom. "Crap, this is about to be close!"
As time slowed down, Diamondjack swooped and grabbed Eleven in the nick of time. He quickly flew back up to the battle. They landed and Diamondjack set Eleven down. "You ok?"
Eleven smiled thankfully, "Yeah, thank you, DJ." She hugged him tightly. Diamondjack froze before returning the hug. They stayed for a while before letting go.
"Heh, your wel-"
STAB!
Eleven shrieked loudly as a large broadsword stabbed through Diamondjack's torso. Oil splattered out of his chest and all over Eleven. The broadsword slid out behind him as Diamondjack collapsed to his knees and fell to the ground. Eleven dropped to her own knees as she tried to shake Diamondjack awake. "DJ! Please! Wake up, wake up!" She demanded frantically, tears threatening to shed.
With jitter like movements, Diamondjack slowly grasped her hand, making Eleven to look at head. "Eleven...run. Critical damage...shutting doooowwwnnn." Diamondjack's eyes stopped glowing. Dark mocking laughter attracted Eleven's attention to the source.
"Diamondjack was always the inferior model. Near sighted and never fully grasped his true potential." He raised his sword above his head. "Now, for you, Eleven." He swung down.
Eleven's wraps sprang to life as they clamped on his broadsword. Blackjack tried pull away but it was WAY stronger than he actually was. Eleven shot a furious glare to Blackjack. "NO! You're, like, wrong about Diamondjack! He can see just fine and he has way more potential to be a good hero. Way more than you!" Her straps heaved the sword over the cliff as they wrapped around Blackjack.
"New emotion uploaded. It is called: bed wetting fear!" Blackjack exclaimed, pulling at the straps frantically in vain. Eleven closed her eyes as her straps pulled Blackjack slowly.
"I may not know nothing about robots, but I do know one thing: DJ has a big heart of gold and his heart of gold shines bright, like, the rest of us!" Eleven's rage fueled straps pulled and pulled until Blackjack was ripped apart ferociously in various pieces. The straps tossed Blackjack's remains over the cliff and down to the ocean. Ace and the others raced to her in excitement. Eleven clutched herself in sadness.
"Eleven, you did it!" Ace commented happily.
"Yeah, remind me to not make you angry," Royal Flush remarked jokingly.
Eleven glared at them. They flinched under her icy stare. "WHAT'S THE POINT!?" She gestured towards Diamondjack's body. "It isn't worth it after what happened to DJ!"
Everyone but Card Counter took sad looks. Card Counter put a finger to her chin as she thought to herself.
"So, should we do a hero's burial? I've always wanted to bury a hero!" Eight pointed out in monotone giddiness. Card Counter walked up to Diamondjack's body.
"Actually, that won't be necessary, Eight."
Ace gave a confused look with a head tilt. "What? What do you mean, CC?"
"Oh, you just leave that to me, Ace!" She assured, curving her lips to a confident smirk.
One day later...
"Ladies and gentlemen, the new and improved Diamondjack MK.2!" Card Counter announced pridefully as Diamondjack stepped forward. He raised his arms in a strongman pose. "With a reinforced armor shell, missiles that ranged from heat seeking to incendiary, upgraded jet boosters, and a solar mini generator, he's the TRUE Jack of the Round Table!"
Eleven gasped and raced to Diamondjack and glomped him. Snuggling him, she stopped and turned to Card Cpunter with a confused look. "But...but how!? He was stabbed in front of my eyes and died!"
Diamondjack gently pushed her off of him. "Like I said before, I wasn't really destroyed; my subconscious goes up to space to the satellite. Card Counter was able to sync the computer to the satellite and transferred my subconscious to my new body."
Eleven raised a finger to her chin as she think. "Hm, I guess that makes, like, sense."
"Wait, what about the other Jacks' subconsciouses, DJ?" Strong Suit questioned in worry.
Diamondjack waved a dismissive arm, "Eh, they aren't that much of a threat since the only thing they can do is curse me repeatedly. As long as they are up there, they ain't getting out of there anytime soon, chica."
"Well, let me be the first to welcome you, Diamondjack, to the family!" Ace invited with a happy grin. He extended a hand towards him.
Diamondjack returned it. "Thank you, Ace."
In the Loud House...
"Wow, TK! This comic is awesome!" Lincoln complimented with a grin and a thumbs up. He and the girls founded TK finishing the last touches on a special project. The special project obviously is the comic.
"I agree with Lincoln. This is literally excellent; however, if you're thinking of putting in the contest, the deadline already passed," Lori pointed out knowingly.
TK nodded, "I know but I was bored a few days ago and saw y'all's comic, so why not add my own character to the squad."
"Well, I think he's grade-A awesome, T!" Lynn deemed honestly with a head nod. Everyone else voiced similar agreements.
"Thank you, familia. Now, check the back for a very special message towards all of you," TK informed with a smirk. They did as they were told. They founded a message that said...
"Dedicated to my brother and sisters: the blessings that get me up outta bed and help me power against this dark world. Awwwww!" They gushed lovingly as they hugged TK tightly.
Author's Note: Man, this was fun to write. Had a couple of hiccups but finished strong. See y'all on the next chapter of Fighter's Wounds.
Getting a job is FUCKING excruciating!