Chapter Thirty-Eight: They Are Coming

Author's note: below is a list of aliases the Two Brothers go by in the story

Kokiri Yusaga: The Blue Fox, the brother, Kegs

Chug Yamazaki: kid, the kid, Chugs, Boss (Torch calls him that)

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"The brother has some major issues with his parents, don't you think?" Tunneler asked.

They'd been watching the holo-screen that sprung out of nowhere. Six Shooter certainly had a plan in mind and his excuse for causing war, but forcing Torch to participate against his Will was not cool.

"Obviously." Blade said, still stunned by the fact that the brother admitted to attempted murder on his own mother and had just robbed his father out of the family.

"Still, makes you wonder why he has such compassion for his brother, yeah?" Jester asked. "How do you think the Kid feels about his own brother trying to kill their mother on a yearly basis?"

"Oh, we're not brothers in that way. We're blood brothers. Kind of like how you guys are brothers." the Kid answered behind them.

The little Toulons turned around, seeing him carrying Torch in a bundle like a baby.

"Kegs and I have different parents and have different backgrounds. I come from a migratory family group from the Earth Tribe in the Elemental Kingdom. My grandfather is the chief and my father is a medicine man. I do have an actual older brother, but we don't talk." Chug said, passing through the room and into another conjoined room, hidden of course.

"What is it with the kid and his hidden rooms?!" Tunneler grounded out. "How many other additions has he made to the hotel without changing its floor plans?!" he nearly screamed. He liked to rationalize everything and a hidden room where there shouldn't be one was not rational.

"Why are you freaking out?" Blade asked.

"He likes to rationalize things." Pinhead answered.

"Really? How did he rationalize being brought back to life in a puppet's body?" Jester asked.

"It took me a while to get used to. I'm going back to bed." Tunneler said and left.

Pinhead stretched and also declared of going back to bed. He and Tunneler weren't allowed to be out of bed for more than half an hour anyway.

"Well, I've been cleared, so what do you want to do?" Jester asked.

"Well, we can't leave the room, they have a whole electronic library in the corner." Blade said.

"Library." Jester said and dragged Blade over to the corner.

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Chug carefully placed his bundled Torch on a work table. Torch had gotten very sick that his gears were starting to make noise and his breathing was sounding like metal grating against each other.

"Torch, we're gonna do another scan, ok? It won't hurt." he said softly.

Torch groaned in response and was gently pushed down onto the blanket he was wrapped in. His flame was feeling low and so was he. His master checked his fuel tanks, refueling the empty ones, oiled some of his gears and cleaned some rust off others. His clothes were removed and thrown into a wash, he was currently wearing some cotton-wool cow-patterned pajamas with little black booties.

Master said it was to keep him warm since the wool would help in-sul-late his body heat. Master had aslo taken his flamethrower arm off to check for repairs and replaced some screws that were almost melted beyond repair. Master said he was going to give him a new body anyway so he didn't need it anymore. But the removal of most of his old body parts made his sickness worse.

Master said he needed to back in it because he was short on some supplies for the new body.

"M . . M . . Boss?"

"Yes, my wee bairn?" Chug replied.

"How about some parts from some of the other animals? Would that work til you got what you needed?" Torch asked.

"I was thinking the same thing. But that would mean grafting some organic materials onto you and it has to be from the same kind your brains were extracted from otherwise you could get worse from all the biological difficulties." Chug said, soothing Torch's stomach and trying to think up of a way to make him better.

"Torch, I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to go back into your old body." he said.

"Okay."

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Six Shooter finished up feeding up all the plants in the garden room, figured out how to control the hover pad and was now just floating around the place. He was thinking about what the brother had said. His parents, grandparents and great-grandparents all fought in a war against Sutekh to reclaim the formula. Now he was trying to build up an army of living puppets to do the same thing, but did he really have to?

The brother told them that the Kid was the original brewer of the formula and the formula's original purpose was meant as a healing potion for cyborgs. If he knew what a cyborg was and what they looked like he might believe them. His other mundane thoughts were on trying to figure out how to get out of this room because it was starting to get too hot.

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Kokiri Yusaga was down by the cliff bank meditating. He was looking for a specific time spot where Jester and Blade had to fight for their lives from Chug's scorpions and tarantulas, and what that demon thing had to do with it.

The little snippets he managed to gather was enough to tell him that the arachnids were taken over for a brief spell somehow and attacked the Toulons. They overcame the spell and fought off the demon thing then terminated themselves before they did anymore harm.

The last thing he collected was that at some point Blade had gotten separated from Jester before a tingling sensation hit his magical nerves. He tried to trail the sensation back to its source but it was too far. The destination however, was close.

He focused on the destination point and looked over at the hotel.

"Kid, we're having company." he said into his chrome steel watch.

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Chug tightened the last screw on Torch when he received his brother's message.

Company was arriving and sent messages to his security for last minute checks and places before calling for Tunneler and Pinhead to be relocated to the attic room.

"Ok, Torch, we've got some company coming and they're not the friendly sort. You're still too sick for any battle so you and a couple of your brothers are going back to the attic room for safety." he said, bundling Torch up in a blanket.

"No, we protect." Torch said and coughed.

"Parents do the protecting, my wee bairn, not the other way around. Unless it's senility." Chug smiled and looked down at Blade and Jester. "If you two want in on the action, head down to the smoke room and lure the bait to the kitchens. That place is the most secure, second to my room. Just try not to get in the Rexes way, savvy?"

"No worries on that, Kid, but Jester stays with the others, savvy?" Blade said.

"Ok, but he gets to watch. Oh, and don't use the vents, they're booby-trapped." Chug said, leaving the door open for Blade to leave.

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