Part 3: The Battle
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we promise! None of you have ever seen this before! This time, the challenger for the last duel is a kind of alien robot, from the race we all know tried to rule this planet, to steal us and slave the human race! We caught it trying to run 'till South Pacific rainforests, so none one could virtually find it. But now, we find it, and our best trained soldier is gonna break this machine until it calls for mercy, and them give it the coup-de-grace."
It sounded familiar. I have known about giant robots from outer space trying to invade Earth, but I thought it was a fake. I was confused, at the same time excited to know everything .
"Didn't I tell they were real?" Jim spoke eager
"Okay, Jim, you rock. It's so exited! I heard they were ¨&# big!" Dylan followed
"Yes, I hope they have brought their leader, a giant blue and red robot which changes into a fire truck!" Jared was very excited too.
"Cool! But I'm sure the small yellow robot could be interesting too" Kevin joked at them.
But I kept even more puzzled:
"What? They do 'change'? Into vehicles…?"
"That's right." Jared answered me "It's really odd, but since I knew it, I thought it was cool. I ever believed they were 'good guys', you know, but after a bad incident in Sao Francisco, it seems they are all bad 'guys', I guess."
"Whoa…"
"Don't be so stupid, guys."Mike appeared, surprisingly without Julie "The real 'bad guys' among the robots were expelled from here by the 'good ones'. The robot they got is probably one of the non-dangerous…"
"And you believe in every lie Human Support blab-blab says. C'mon, they were…"
"Don't speak a single world, Jimmy. My father was affiliated to Autobots Human Support in Australia. I disagreed when I heard about a Cybertronian being captured."
Then, they began a useless debate. I was bored to keep listening to those guys. So I looked again at the fields, and I had a big surprise…
"Well, I brought you here. Now you're by your own. So, good luck, mister Prawl."
"Thank you."
"I hope you don't hate me for this. Now I'll be backing home. I don't wanna stay to see what's gonna happen."
That wasn't his fault at all. I perfectly understood he was making his job. But in that case, my job was to survive and set myself free. I believed I was able to win this battle. I have fought against the Decepticons, so human of any kind should not be that difficult. I shouldn't have problems with them, I guessed…
I saw down there a strange being. It was a tall, about 10 to 12 feet high comparing to the humans, and very, but very slim humanoid. He was almost completely black in color. He had a metallic armor partially covering its body, with some golden and grey parts I guess. The face-like part was actually very elongate and grey, like a very slanted more or less humanoid. I could see his 'closer' on the big screen, with something like a small "mouth", very small "nose", a black small helmet-like ting on the top of "head" and pointy blue "glasses" like objects. Then I couldn't figure out immediately it was a robot, because it was too different from what I imagined. It didn't look so "robotic", it even looked alive for my knowledge. It was still "attached" by chains, which three guys quickly took them off and ran just after. It moves so fluidly, so natural and realistic that I had doubts about it being a true robot:
"Hey guys, look" I shouted. "Did you guys mean 'this'?"
"Oh, know, it's a *&$% 'small' one!" Kevin shouted
"Small? So could they be bigger?" I was a bit surprised. This one was enough large for me.
"Yes, so much bigger than this! C'mon! They could get a better thing! Oh, (*&#). Look to the 'armor ting', it's like from a motorcycle one!"
Jim was still discussing with Mike:
"Well, this one is black" Jim claimed "So it must be a 'bad guy', right?"
"I'm not sure. He has no insignia, but I guess it has been removed to avoid people indentifying him. This is a pick weird."
"And a 'headache', Mike, as I have never seen one before, I can't say any *%& thing"
"Me neither. My father worked 'there', but he was instructed to keep all in absolute secrete. I just knew because he told me about, but I have never seen one of them before."
"So how can you still defend them? You don't even know them in fact…"
I felt really bad for them two. So I decided to go away and see everything closer. I expected the strange mechanical life being tried to attack or run from the guy with guns, but it was doing virtually nothing. The robot kept immobile in a strange "ready to jump" position, with the 'legs' partially folded, the 'back' slightly curved and the 'arms' partially folded. But it didn't jump, as if it was expecting the guy to make the first move.
One could say I always wait my opponent make the first move. In fact, the real reason for me to continue immobile in this pose was because I didn't know what to do. Hence I could stay waiting like this forever; it all seems the shooter was also waiting my first move. He pointed me his weapon, but I wasn't afraid. And I think he could see my lacking of fear.
"Come here, bot. It won't hurt so much if you help…"
"This is useless and non-sense."I whispered very softly.
I still couldn't understand anything. Is this s "good" or "bad" robot? Even Mike had doubts. At all, I was becoming bored while nothing happened, until the guy suddenly shoots. But faster than my eyes could get, the robot deviated and jumped really high. It was fast but so incredibly awesome at the same time. I could even hear the crowd yelling "Whoa" by the same time.
"Oh, sh&*#!" He cursed.
I could have no time left. He was trying to kill me without remorse, but I wasn't disposed to collaborate by that time. There was must be something I could do.
Then the robot took some very big sharp golden razors, something like a three blades wheel circle and through it immediately in the shooter direction. The robot missed the guy, who looked back to the blades and lost the robot of sigh for a moment.
I had to do something to distract him. I had a few seconds; trough, for me, it was enough.
"It's trying to getaway!" I heard someone exclaiming.
That robot could run really, but really fast. It ran in a great speed to the wall at the opposite side from where I was, and tried to climb. The gunman fired, but the robot moved away once more. It them tried to climb the wall again, but couldn't, 'cause as Dylan said, there was a slippery material covering the wall. But the robot didn't give up.
This wasn't in my plain. So I had to improvise.
Then the robot got another sharp razor blade disco and used like stakes on the wall. Actually those were two of them. And the each razor was so sharp that was enough to stick the wall. It was amazing, because I saw none of the former creatures with the sharpest claws could do something like this, very impressive. I could ever see people upper there running, but they had nothing to worry about, because when he jumped, he shocked against the invisible shield.
Once more, I failed. I must have known it. I must have expected they put this shield to protect the public. After all, I realized that there was no time for mistakes; additionally, I had to make a new plain.
Just like a cat, he (now I could call it "he" because, that time, somehow I felt like he was actually a person) landed on his feet. They man fired again, but this time we could see he shot grazed. It seemed it wasn't enough to make a serious damage, but I saw on the big widescreen there was some electric wires being exposed.
I got hit, but I learned how to ignore the pain and continue moving. I could have no other chance, and it all pointed he wouldn't miss the next shooting.
"Man, it is f*&$ awesome. Amazing, it's being a really great duel!" I heard Kevin.
"How did you find me?"
"You are not someone to go too far, you know. And here is a better angle. I can see the silver screen better here too."
"Are Mike and Jim still arguing each other?"
"Yes, they are. A completely disagree, but the bot's incredible moves are distracting them and stopping the conversations for a while every time."
"That's good." But, while I was talking to Kevin, the robot was reached by the shooter.
Unfortunately I was shot, this time in my chest plate and I fell down. It shuttered and dazzled me completely, but I was relatively fine. Fortunately my spark wasn't reached. Only my motorcycle windshield in my chest plate was cracked.
Talking to Kevin made me lost almost everything when the robot was finally shot by the man. There was a replay and the screed, but this time, instead of felling good, I felt rather bad for him. Now it was like the man was hurt a person in my view, not an inanimate object.
Suddenly, I could clearly see the "answer" in the form of a "bird". Actually they were two birds flying around the field. They flew higher and surprised could escape even through there was a magnetic camp. I zoomed my sight and changed to ultra-magnetic sensitive vision. I saw there was a breach at the top.
"Now you're mine!" The shooter whispered
The man approached. I thought that was "the time" and, I guess, everybody there thought the same. The robot was certainly gonna be "killed" or "destroyed", I don't know. But he unexpectedly got up and some incredible thing happened in a few seconds.
I knew what had to be done. I this mode, my jets in my back could help me jump higher, but I couldn't really fly, at least not as high as I needed. I had to upgrade into my Samurai mode, and I learned how to do it.
He quickly left his "hands" to close to his head. He left each to finger from each hand, like in "peace sigh" or "victory", but keeping the fingers together instead. Then, he pointed high and a shiny blue flash fully covered him. Less than one second after, the flash disappeared, but he was still there. However, he was slightingly "different". He "changed": his "armor" became "bigger", covering him a bit more. He got bigger pointy shoulder plates, side plates on his legs, something like wheels over his lower arms, a new bigger helmet covering more of his face, with big golden "horns", that reminded a "samurai helmet". And the most important: a pair of big "wings" or something curved over his back. I only knew for what it was for almost immediately, when a crystal-blue "fire" was expelled from their top, like a jetpack. They raised him off the ground, and he was lift like a rocket in great speed.
I could finally see "my freedom" being reached. The things were finally "going right" for me... Well, not exactly
That man wasn't going to give up. He apparently "regulated" his gun to have a more powerful shooting. Then he kneeled, probably to avoid the weapon's "retreat", and he shot up. Even kneeling, he was pulled backward anyway.
Well, at least, it gave him the result: the enormous explosion could get one of the robot's "jets". It made him lost the directions. Instead of keep going up, he almost fell down, but as the other jet pushed him through all direction, and he bumped repeatedly against the invisible dome like a bee in a glass, and now we all could se it was actually a dome. It could be funny if wasn't so tragic. And we noted he was gradually falling lower by each collision that happened, until he gets enough close to the last sitting lines. People like me and my friends who were standing on the edges were running or drifting backward when he shocked against the places of the wall they were.
I should call this moment a total humiliation. It was pathetic when I shocked against the shield, what was being shameful and painful by the same time. It mustn't be happening.
However, I didn't expected he was going to shock against the place I was. It was so sudden that, unlike Kevin and the other people around me, I didn't run back. I stood there and I got fright. I could see how big he was, his true size, and his big head in samurai-like black and golden helmet at close. And it was for a longer time because he was being pulled against the wall, instead of simply bump and fall. I was there, face-to-face and I saw his blue glasses so close that I thought he was looking at me. He looked so sad and painful. Now I could feel it was terribly wrong. He definitely didn't deserve it. I could even listen to the sounds he was making. It was like a human male voice, only more "mechanical", as from an old recorder tape:
"This… wasn't in my…" I listened what sounded like he was talking very softly. So can he talk? And even in English? Oh my God!…
Suddenly, I heard a very big explosion that destroyed his remaining jet. It made him finally fall down again. But unlike the last time he fell from there, he didn't land on his feet. He just fell like a shot duck. That wasn't to be like this…
"Did you hear this?" I asked Kevin when he came back to see what was happening.
"Hear what?"
"The robot… He said something, I heard…"
"Are you freaking crazy?"
So I thought it was "just me". It was only my imagination. Alien robots speaking English with a "human" voice…? What an absurd! It couldn't be real unless… No, no way. Furthermore, the gunman was coming. He was a little hurt possibly because of the gun's retreat, but nothing compared to the poor robot who fell shattered, with some of the circuits exposed and sparkling everywhere, with his armor scratched and creased like a junkyard car.
...
"Richard! Can you hear me?" Renata was talking on a laptop
"Renata? Jason? Have you find mister Prawl?" a black haired light-skinned young boy was talking, with strong British accent, in a lapsed bad quality web can.
"Yes, we did, but he is in trouble. He refused our help, now he's paying the price" Renata told once again.
"He's completely blown!" Jason shouted.
"That's not good!"
"Where you are?"
"I'm in Japan. I am going to take a plain to the place you both are…"
"You won't have time. When you come, it's gonna be too late for him…"
"Do whatever is possible. I'm sorry, but now I can't do anything about…" A blond, bright blue eyed 4 or 5 years old girl walked between the teens. Richard saw it "Hey, is that girl…"
They said together:
"Roxanne?"
Renata complained:
"Jason, I told you not bring her here! It is too…"
"Too dangerous, I know! But I didn't bring her with me…"
"So who did?"
After that, a black haired adult woman came after the child:
"Roxanne! Roxie, no! You father isn't here!"
"Missis Prawl…" Jason whipped "I mean… Miss Suzuki, you kept your maiden name, right?"
"Jason? What are you doing here? Help me to stop her; I guess your idea to come here…"
"What's happening?"
"Nothing important, I guess. We'll keep contact." Renata spoke seriously
"Okay…"
...
"Well, finally he will be finished. I fund it was longer and even better than we thought, wasn't it?"
I didn't pay attention to Kevin:
"Hey? Hey? Wasn't it?" he asked once more
"Oh, yes, it wasn't… I mean 'was', you know…"
"Good…"
I was looking while the man was getting closer
"Why do you look so sad? Are you feeling sorry for him?"
"No, I'm not…"
"So why are you crying?" I haven't realized that.
"I'm not!" I argued "It's because there is a speck in my eye."
"In your "both eyes", hum?"
Then I heard a high pitched voiced that must have been from a little girl. And it was: there was a very young, I guess about 5-year-olded blonde girl running down there. She someway opened the gates that they closed by the beginning of the battle and she ran until the man.
"Daddy, No…!"
So I thought she was the gunman's daughter. She was cute, but she had to know it wasn't "the moment" for doing this.
"Is that your daughter" one of the stunt asked the gunman.
"I don't have children!" he said.
I listened to my daughter's voice. I was sure it was an auditory hallucination from my wrecked processor, but it became louder and louder. Eventually I realized it was real.
"Roxie…?" I tried to stand. It was being excessively harmful and for me, but she was my little girl, the only thing I still have from my formal human life."
"Daddy…? I'm here! I won't let 'they' do anything to you…"
I instill couldn't stand, but I should turn my face to see her. So I did. She was really there running in my direction. I felt so glad inside as I didn't for a long time… Until one of the assistants get her by her arm.
"Hey, let go! I need to help my Dad! He's not fine…"
"You're gonna help your daddy out of here, little brat. You messed up the best of the game."
He pulled her away from me, and I could do nothing but watch. I thought there was no way to it gets worst, but it did when I heard my wife's voice.
"Oh, no, Roxanne! Come here…"
"I'm sorry, madam, you can't get there during the game. You must wait…"
"You mister don't understand, she's my daughter! She's looking for her father… We are so far of home…"
"You can't disobey the rules, madam. You must leave now, if you don't we'll call the guards…"
By far, I could see that the little girl kicked the man that was grabbing her arms and she made him "accidently" let her go. She ran again, now clearly the robot's direction, which crawled close to her. Was she crazy?
"What do you thing you doing, little girl?" I talked to myself "He's dangerous. Through, I'm more worried about the guy with a gun who's pointing it to you, girl…"
The man pointed his weapon one last time. He seemed he doesn't mind there a girl or not, he wanted to finish the robot at any cost.
"Roxanne! Get out of here, please! Here is not safe, I shouldn't…"
"I won't let you alone, Daddy! Promise you 'was' going to be alright…"
The man prepared to shoot:
"Yes…" he whispered "Come to 'daddy', stupid bot…"
Finally he squeezed the trigger.…
End of part 3…
