Ummm, Miss Tron
The inside of the Gesellschaft was the most incredible place I could remember ever being , and what made me feel better about having no memory was that here I seemed to know where everything was before I got to the place. In fact the red-headed servbot stopped giving me a tour but instead watched as I went from room to room almost perfectly…the only rooms I got wrong were Teisel's, the cafeteria, and my room. We walked about and found our way to science room. The science room looked incredible; there were little doodads and devices that looked like they would be fun to play around with. Also I could see Bon standing there with a panel on his back open to one of the servbots, who looked like he was repairing Bon. "Hay, let me try!" I excitedly shouted and ran over.
"ahh, Miss Tron its better if you don't." the servbot said.
"oh, come on I am in charge, besides you all said that I am great with building and fixing stuff." I countered, and the servbot simply handed his tools to me with a nervous look on his face. "oh don't worry," I said reaching into Bombs bock with the tools. "like you told my I'm a natural." I tried working with a few parts inside of Bomb, but suddenly a bunch of sparks started flying and Bomb let out a cry and fell over. I baked off hoping that I did not do any damage, and a bunch of the servbots crowded around him and tried anything they could to help and finding that they couldn't get him back up started debating.
Eventually one of the servbots came to me and said; in the most official tone, I've heard one use since I meet them in the hospital. "Miss Tron, I'm sorry but you are forbidden from using science bay until your memory has returned, its just too dangerous for you to be playing with the big machines, but we can have you play with the little things that aren't so easily broken." It said.
"why!?! What did I do?" I asked, more angry at losing access to such cool stuff than worried about what I did.
"you broke master Bon Bonne, and you're the only one who knew how to fix him Miss Tron." One of the servbots said as he pulled his head out from Bomb's back. "ohh! Does this Roll girl know how to fix him?" I asked.
"Miss Tron, do you really think that we should go looking for her?" asked one of the servbots, I think that I could recognize him…maybe # 20, no that's not it.
"yes!" I said with a smile on my bright face. "iy, iy Miss Tron!" the red-head one said and ran towards the bridge. [I don't know why I feel strange about going to her like I'm breaking some sort of rule, or doing something someone I know wouldn't like…I just can remember who].
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I sat on my bed thinking. This was really a neat life, that I was living, all I had to do was tell these little servbot fellows what to do, and play with cool machines. [I hope that is all, it felt like life should be harder or that I was doing something wrong, hmmm. pirate, why does it feel like that word not only means freedom and adventure, but also like it meant something…something, I don't know, like I'm a villain or something]. Anyways, I looked down at the device the servbots had recently brought me, I knew this device…the first one they brought me ended up blowing-up in my face, but now I was starting to get the hang of working on the device, the last one they brought me came out twice as useful as when they brought it to me….playing around with servbot cannons seemed really fun. Next I set to work with a little attack robot that a servbot had brought to me, one thing was for sure all this pirate equipment was very dangerous. Maybe being a pirate meant doing dangerous stuff at times. Some of the servbots started sending letters and things trying to find out where this Roll girl I'm now so intent on finding was…why did I want to find her, it wasn't something about her, but something near her and around her that mad me feel, I don't know happy, tingly, confused even though I shouldn't be. I looked over at a box sitting on one of my rooms counters, I don't know but every time I look at it my heart feels all, I don't know hurt and tender and I feel happy at the same time, best not to look at it until I remember everything first. I got up, the ship had been quickly moving for hours now, and I wanted to know where we were. I also wanted away from the box. I slowly made my way to the bridge, I still felt unsteady moving around. I entered the bridge and could see servbots all over the place. I could see the red headed one sitting on a high dais; I was walking on a lower platform that wrapped around the dais, and then in a crescent around the platform I was on, was a lower platform where maps, weapon controls, and a ships driver spots were.
One of the servbots down below called out, "Miss Tron on the bridge!" and many of the servbots snapped to attention. One thing for sure these little guys were incredibly hard workers, and very cute.
[But I built them that way so it is understandable…wait did I build them, it couldn't have been me, could it have?] Anyway I took a look out of the main viewport and saw a smallish looking island off in the distance. "is this our current destination?" I asked.
A servbot sitting next to the world globe sharply replied in that cute servbot voice, "Miss Tron, this island is the last known location of the Flutter, Rolls ship." "Thank-you, #16" I replied.
"Yea, Miss Tron is fixed!" one of the servbots cried and jumped up and down.
My eyebrows raised and my mouth turned into a frown. "I am?...I don't think I am yet…umm…let me think…Does Teisel wear a blue suit?" I asked, hopeful that my memory was really coming back.
"No. Miss Tron, he doesn't." one of the servbots said with a sad voice.
"oh!" I replied. "I think that is even more a reason to find someone able to help me and I think Roll would be the beast choice." I concluded. The rest of the flight to the island was very quiet.
"Alright every-body I am going to go down and see if I can't find the Flutter, but it seems like this might be difficult for me, so I want to take. Hmmm, ten of you with me. Ahh, #1 can you tell me who to bring along." I asked as we were preparing to move out.
"Miss Tron, myself, and #2-10 are some of the most responsible servbots here, but you should take all but one of us along." #1 said.
"Ok…you stay here and I'll take No2-10 and uhm, # 44 along." I then replied
"Miss Tron there isn't a #44, sorry." One of the servbots said adorably. "Ok well how about just strait 40 then" I responded. "Yes Miss Tron." the room full of servbots said in unison
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The Gesellschaft slowly came with in launch range of the island and a Drache carried myself and my team of servbots to the island. "so," I began, "who is this Roll girl, I mean what does she do?" I asked one of the little servbots, I think it was #2.
"She's a digger…actually she's a spotter, she helps diggers when they are underground, by using computers and stuff." The servbot replied.
"hmmmm, there is a lot that I seem to have lost…it'll take me a while to remember it all." I said to myself, mostly. The Drache slowly moved forward and advanced slowly towards a location meant for small ships to land in. when the ship finally landed the door on the front end of the drache opened. I got out of the small ship and looked back at it, I didn't trust my own memory enough to remember where it landed or what it looked like so I gave it a good long look. The droche also looked like a fish of sorts, it had two green, eye-like devices, one on either side. it was kind of tallish, with its piloting spot hidden behind a Bonne skull symbol on the upper level, it also had a door on the front and a large engine with directional system on the back, small ,maybe, two meter wings on the bottom of each side, and it had a duel machine gun attached to the bottom of the craft just under the door, and to top it all off, it had red paint on the lower level and a dark grey on the upper piloting level. [Hmmm. I think I'll recognize the ship on sight now, so no worry about getting lost now.] I walked to the ticket counter and called for service,
instantly a large man with a round stomach came from the back room. "May I help you?" he said in a deep boring voice.
"yes I just came here to se if I could find someone can you tell me if a ship called the Flutter has stayed here?" I asked as politely as I could.
"Does it look like a ship could stay here? This is small craft only. Now can I have your crafts ID number so I may give you, your parking card." He heartlessly said, he was obviously not a very nice person.
"hump! My ships Number is….um, ah, oh no." I suddenly forgot what the drache's number was. "ahh, can someone tell me what ship we are using?" I asked one of the nearby servbots.
"# 3812/922D Miss Tron." The servbot informed me. And the man at the desk took the initiative.
"alright, #3812/992D, licensed under one Tron….." the guy at the stand let me finish his sentence,
"Bonne, Tron Bonne." I told him "alright Miss Tron, here you go. Now excuse me but I've got a show to catch." He said as he gave me, my card and briskly walked back to the back room. I don't know why he was so grumpy, this parking lot was almost empty, he should have been excited to see us.
Anyway I went further into the islands main town to explore a bit. I found a number of junk dealers and other stores but I couldn't find many houses. I eventually found a digger's gathering spot, and decided to search inside. I could see all sorts of diggers hanging out there, old diggers, new diggers, courageous diggers, cowardly diggers, and a few spotters but I couldn't find any trace of Roll, and none of the diggers were willing to tell me much. [if I didn't tell you before diggers are the people who go down into the ruins left by a past civilization and while battling the ruins guardians, reaverbots, and other diggers find stones of great value called refractors which power all of our world's machinery] Eventually I got feed up of looking through the town like this, so I had almost all the servbots split into groups. The only servbot to stay with me was #2 who said he'd keep me safe. Safe from what, I didn't know. The rest of the day went on without much success few if any of the people knew Roll and none of them were willing to say anything about where she was. I was about to call the day quits when suddenly one of the servbots came running to me with another one stumbling behind.
"Miss Tron, hick, we, hick, found out where Roll is! We, Hick, say…the guy at the funny water store…hick, the guy at the funny water store said that she was hired with her friend to help excavate a secret ruin near here, hick, about two…twenty kilometers from the island. The mayor hired her said the man and so we had his funny, hick, funny water…it made everything seem all funny. Mmmm, I don't feel so good anymore." The servbot said.
"funny water! What sort of funny water?!" I asked nervus for the robot's safety.
"The bubbly kind miss, hick, Miss Tron. The type that makes you tingle on the inside, all the little kids were drinking it." The servbot replied. I calmed down a bit to take in everything the robot said to me.
"hmmm, that is still a lot of aria to cover…do we at least know which direction it is?" I asked getting a little hopeful, but very tired.
"No he couldn't say only the mayor knows where it is." The servbot said before letting loss a large belch and falling over.
"ek, #2 get everybody together its time to go home." I commanded after watching both the servbots fall over and start hiccupping and burping uncontrollably.
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It took a while before all the servbots had gotten together and were ready to go, in fact the sun had set by the time we were ready to go. Watching them comeback, I ,for some reason, expected what I saw. One group came back loaded with candy, another group a bunch of nick-knacks, and at last a lone servbot who had stolen someone's wallet. [Hugh, I guess that is what you get for leaving these guys alone.] After I firmly scorned them and gave them all a good kick to boot, we got together and headed to the drache. The sight we saw when we arrived at the parking lot was something surprising, a group of seven diggers armed with blasters, and bombs had all surrounded our ship and were waiting for us. Why I don't know. So I gathered the servbots and hid behind a small car nearby. We could hear the diggers talking to one another. "Are you sure they were, pirates?" asked one.
"I wouldn't doubt it." Grumbled another.
"The way their leader was asking around this Roll girl is probably very important." Yet another said.
"yea and the fact that they were so interested in where she was going, my guess their looking for this hidden ruin as well." One holding a buster gun said. "what is so important about it anyway? So a new ruin shows up, that happens all the time. Although it is strange that this one would stay off the radar for so long while being so close too an island, and being a tower that's coming out of the water." One of the older diggers whined.
"Why aren't we just blasting their ship and then searching for them?" one of the younger ones asked.
"simple, we can't let them know we are on to them, we just catch them on their way back here and deal with them, that's the safest bet." The old one replied.
[Ok note to self, people don't like pirates…hmm, probably should have figured that one out sooner. Ok, what to do…if I just jump out of hiding they'll probably attack me on sight, but I cant leave the ship either.] "Alright, what should I have us do." I whispered to servbot #2.
"Miss Tron, if we catch them by surprise we could bet them or all get on the ship and then get away." The little servbot answered.
[Time for me to think, if we all jump up what would happen, well we'd all get blasted, but if I split the servbots into two groups, then. Then we would have a chance to distract them and then reach the ship and use its guns to scare them away.] "Alright who here are best fighters and who's the best pilots?" I whispered to #2. " Well, 10 and 9 would be best to fly the droche and I as well as 7 and 8 are some of the best fighters." He informed me.
"Alright then, um, 10, 9, 2, 7,and 8. come with me. The rest of you see if you can't sneak around, attack from the other side, then 10 and 9 run into the droche, and get her going. 2, 7, 8 you three are going to guard ten and nine as they reach the droche." I said forming the plan of the top of my head. It was a pretty good plan, why did it come so naturally to me, maybe it had something to do with being a pirate. The servbots initiated my plan, and as I commanded the first group made its way around. Although they only reached the four a-clock position of the ship before being noticed it was still far enough. The diggers cursed and opened fire on the servbots. At first I was worried that the little robots would be blown apart, I knew that they could fight but otherwise I didn't know how. Luckily these little guys were more resilient than their exteriors would make them appear. One of them got hit and went flying back while all the others ran and hid behind cover. The one that got hit was quick to recover and soon had gotten up and threw a bomb stored in a hidden compartment, a bomb which was quickly followed by four other bombs as the servbots behind the car joined the fight.
As I slowly snuck along with my servbot team I noticed that the diggers were caught off guard by the bombs and were retreating back towards our side of the droche. I started to run to the ship closely followed by #2, 7, 8, 9 and 10. We were almost at the waiting craft when the diggers noticed us. "Look over there!" cried one pointing at me. Soon their whole group was shooting at me, instead of our little distraction team. Well the run to the droche became a lot more interesting in only a few moments. But with the servbots attacking from behind the diggers were soon forced to split their attention, also #, 2,7,and 8 began to attack as well. 7 and 8 both quickly pulled out slingshots and began to shot baseball sized bombs at the diggers while 2 suddenly pulled out a cannon out of a hidden compartment in his back and also added to the confusion. I actually was very worried, not because the diggers but I was worried that the bombs the servbots were throwing would destroy the drache.
"CAREFUL!" I shouted as we started nearing the ship. One of the servbots got out the ships keys and hit a button on them opening the front door to the ship. We ran closely together and soon 9 and 10 had reached the ship and were entering the ship when the diggers turned and noticed that the servbots had ran inside. The diggers attempted to stop them, get inside the ship, but the door quickly closed leaving the diggers outside the ship. The servbots quickly started the ship and lifted off before the diggers could do any damage. But when the ship took off, it left me exposed to the angry diggers, something that I did not think of. The diggers quickly turned their guns at me. Fortunately for me the servbots fell upon them from all sides. The fight quickly turned into chaos. The diggers all started fighting hand to hand with the servbots, and neither side was winning, the servbots lacked strength but the servbots had resilience and were not easily beaten.
I could hear the sound of sirens off in the distance and knew that we needed to hurry. One of the younger diggers, a dumb possibly 12 year old kid with blond hair and a girlish face wearing a typical mining outfit, drew a pistol and tried to corner me. He held his gun loosely and was close to me so, I tried to grab it from him. the kid was a lot stronger than I thought , and he was quick to throw me on the ground, but I still held onto the gun. He was unbalanced fighting for the gun with me. I used a kick to knock his legs out from under him and he fell on the ground hard, but he still held the gun. That's when the droche tried to do a stiffing-run the bolts from the ships buster cannons came close to hitting me but missed by inches. After he and I struggled for a while, one of the servbots ran up to us, jumped on the kid and head-butted him right in the face, a blow which gave the kid a bloody nose and nearly knocked him unconscious. I got up quickly and aimed the gun at the band of diggers and fired a few warning shots over their heads to get their attention.
"Everybody stop! Hold still or the little punk here gets it!" I cried pointing the weapon now at the kids face, to which he froze and sat their with a terror stricken face. "Now were ready for pick-up!" I called into a microphone that connected me to the drache, "ALL RIGHT, put down your weapons!" I shouted to the diggers who obeyed. "servbots get over here, its time to go home boys." I called out tot the servbots. The servbots backed away slowly from the diggers and walked backwards to me. The sound of sirens was loud now I had only moments to get away. I could see the droche slowly descending.
"Miss Tron, we still don't know how to find the ruin, how are going to…" a servbot attempted to start complaining but one of the diggers cut him of.
"You you're the Bonnes worthless bunch of pirates, first Katttalox, then Menda, next saul kata ,now here. You always are at the fringe of a discovery just waiting to steal from honest diggers like us. But of course its because you keep running out of money isn't it, yea I know all about you how you all are simply dirt poor pirates looking for a get rich quick scheme. All pirates are like that at heart."
"HAY, shut up! Things aren't like that….mmm…" [well actually are things like that, wait are they,] I don't know but well I couldn't let him insult us like that.
"Miss Tron, the police! Their here." Cried a servbot.
"quick take the gun!" I whispered to him and I dropped the weapon in between the servbots. Perfect timing too, the drache dropped down behind us and the police cars burst in at the same time.
"everyone hold still!" a officer shouted.
"its them, their pirates! Their the Bonne pirate gang!" the old digger shouted to the officers as they go out of their cars.
"time to go!" I said as the drache's front door opened.
"hay you hold it right their!" the officers yelled, pointing their guns at me. I quickly scrambled onto the drache along with all the servbots and the officers opened fire causing shells to ping off the crafts hull. The little drache quickly ascended and rose over the city and took off in the direction of the Gesellschaft. We took a quick head count and found one servbot, # 3, missing, hopefully he had gotten away.
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"Why do they hate us?" I asked suddenly while I was sitting down.
"what Miss Tron?" replied servbot number 2.
"the diggers and everyone else, they hated us…why?" I was near tears, now I knew why it felt as though being a pirate was going hard, it was because although you were free, you had to stay away from people, they hate what you are and only want you to be gone.
"Miss Tron, I don't know…maybe it's that we're always taking stuff?" the servbot said in a completely innocent voice.
"hmm, well what do we do we can't be nice to them." I replied.
"Miss Tron, that's why you're the toughest pirate we can think of." The servbot whispered to me as if it was a secret.
"hump! WELL THEN I THINK WE'RE GOING TO PAY THIS TOWN ANOTHER VISET BUT THIS TIME I HAVE A PLAN!!" I yelled out loud.
"Yes, Miss Tron!" the servbots said in unison.
I want revenge!
Once we finally arrived at the Gesellschaft I quickly gathered all the servbots I could find in the semi-large ship and pushed them all into the meeting room. "alright no more Misses nice guy. I'm going to force what we need out of these people!" I growled, with just a hint of excitement in my voice.
"Yes Miss Tron!" came the reply from all the servbots in chorus.
"now! –-do we have a map of this town or something?" I asked in a authoritarian tone. One of the servbots left the room and several agonizing minutes later returned with a map rolled in his hand.
"I found it! I found it!" he excitedly cried.
"what took you!? give it here!" I yelled snatching it out of his hand. I rolled the map out and looked it over. The map was very simple but served its purpose, the town was divided into four near even sections the Western most section was labeled as the parking and shipping section, southeast from there was the market aria, the eastern most section was labeled as the residential aria, and to the north was the uptown section, where all the governing buildings were located. Along with a division of the town the map gave a photo or two of the houses and shops to be located in each section, as well as a simple street map. The downtown aria, had nice four story homes, the market aria had a number of shops and the uptown had rich looking houses and government buildings, and the shipyard aria looked just as I saw it old dirty buildings that looked as though they were made for some old camp instead of a real city. "all right— do we know where the mayor might keep the map?" I asked quietly pushing my fist under my jaw.
"its either in her office, in her house, or in her company building in the market district." Replied one of the more disciplined servbots.
"hmmm, that doesn't really narrow our search down, but we can cut out the residential district because she probably lives with the higher class people of uptown, which means that all we need to do is strike a few locations. The mayors office, the police station, the port authorities building, and the market aria." The prospect of doing something so big interested me, how to do this how to win, was all I could think. Although attacking a town's mayor and demanding access to some secret ruin seemed vaguely familiar to me. "How many draches do we have?" I quickly asked once I had an idea.
"we have ten that we are able to use Miss Tron." Replied one of the brainy looking servbots. Maybe that would be enough, but I was not sure, those diggers almost beat us and we out numbered them, now we are going to be out-numbered. "Do we have any vehicles? Tanks, cars, digging machines, APCs?" I asked worried that we might not have a chance.
"We have no tanks Miss Tron, but we do have some small digging machines that we can use as weapons and a number of machine carriers…" One servbot replied "
"…and we also have a number of stolen police cars still left over from a long time ago, when we robbed the gold city bank." Replied another.
"Wait! I ROBED A BANK!?!" I gasped in surprise.
"yes with the first Gustaff." The servbot replied in a mater-of-fact way.
"hmm, first Gustaff?" I asked with a new thought on my mind. "yes, before your brain stopped working, you finished building Gustaff Number three." # 1 replied excitedly.
"hmmm, can I see it?" I said a smug smile now setting on my lips, maybe this would be easier than I suspected.
The Gustaff was more grand than I imagined. the great vehicle ran on a large pair of tank treads and had a large round body with a tiny cylinder shaped head. The large treads were armored so nothing could hit and damage them but also their was a pair of small cannons attached to the front, the body had a small skull symbol on the front a larger version on the back which covered jump jet system, the body had a pair of large arms both with buster cannons attached to them, the shoulders were armed with a pair of heavy duty missile launchers, and on top of the head their was a tiny motor. I looked at the motor and was lost.
"hugh? What is that, on the Gustaff's head?" I asked when I couldn't think of any purpose for the motor.
"that is a beckon bomb cannon, Miss Tron. You can use that to order us servbots what to do without using clunky radio equipment, or leaving yourself vulnerable to attack." # 1 replied.
"ohh, that really good…really, really good. Can I see these weaponized digging machines?" I responded. #1 took me to another room in the hanger aria that was filled with machines. The machines were strange looking, they had long bodies with a bulky front. The treads these machines rested on were closer to the back, which kept them safe from anything that would attack from the front, due to the bulky mass of the front. Also instead of a drill or some other device on the front these machines had a pair of small arms that had pincer-like shoveling tools for hands. And for directional purposes these machines had an eye at their forward most point. "what are these called?" I asked.
"those are Maiberu Haagen, we use them every now and then to help with tough missions" replied #1. I then looked over-head and saw the four carrier devices that the servbots were talking about. These vehicles were large, they had a single block-like body with a small hatch at the back and two huge arms meant to carry things, and they also had a small inset head meant for navigational purposes.
"and these are called…" I asked the servbot, pointing to the large devices over head.
"those are Horunisse."
"Well now I'm convinced that my plan will work! Let go! I need to tell everyone my plan and make final preparations!" I said with complete excitement in my voice.
# 1 and I quickly made our way back to the meeting room and found that all the servbots had left…that left me very annoyed. Sure I wasn't 100% yet, but that didn't mean that they could ignore me!
"GET EVERYONE BACK HERE NOW!!!!" I shouted so loud ,I think, I could have been heard outside the ship. Within minutes all the servbots except for 31 (who was driving the ship) and 22, who was managing the ships engine, had returned. "alright I'm going to take everyone,-- everyone except those who are needed to take care of the Gesellschaft. Were going to use Gustaff to attack city hall, and I want all the droches flying air cover, I also want to use all our Maiberu Haagen and police cars to attack the shipyard aria and digger hang-outs, and finally I want a combo of our police cars, myself in the Gustaff, and the Maiberu Haagen to attack the market aria. And were not going to be nice, were going full pirate on them –take everything you can, and if you can't steal it, SMASH IT! GOT IT?" I laid out a pretty simple plan but still I needed to make sure.
"Miss Tron, we have too many off the police cars, there are six of them and they can hold ten of us." On servbot burst out. I sighed, the servbots weren't the brightest little guys were they, but at least they are loyal and hard working
"well we don't have put ten of you in one car, actually by my count we can put three of you in each car except for one ,and we'll just leave it behind. But that means we have one of you to drive and two to throw bombs. Ok?" I answered his question with a smile and a sweet voice although I was starting to get really annoyed by their simple questions.
"ahh, Miss Tron, what if we get lost, or if we are out numbered." A servbot that sounded like a snot nosed kid said.
"err," I could hardly contain my frustration now one stupid question after another was just too much, "just call for help thennn, errrr! No more questions lets just GO!" if anything I was wishing to torture the servbots almost as much as I wanted to rob this town of all its worth.
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"Miss Tron, we are approaching the town now." Said a servbot through the communication set in the Gustaff.
I put on my communication head set and replied. "Got it, estimated arrival time?"
"under ten minutes." The servbot said. I turned on the cameras on the Gustaff and took a look around. The town looked different from above than it did when I was in it, instead of the dirty buildings of the town section I was in the town looked bright and clean, as well as orderly.
"listen we are to stay out of the residential section understand. Also, it is important that we leave the town with everything we can get from the other sections—nothing is be left behind. Got it?" I think my commands were clear although the servbots sometimes kept me guessing about their intelligence.
It is kind of strange, at first I was a whole lot more innocent, caring about being polite to everyone, but after last night's fight I seemed to have completely changed. I went from caring about other people to being a battle ready, thieving pirate. Could it be that I am just doing this because it is all I can remember, or was I always like this, a heartless monster?
Anyway we were getting close to the town now. It would be my job along with the six servbots with me to take the city government buildings and search them for information and supplies, it would be up to the others to search all of the other parts of town in order to find anything of value. If anything judging from last nights performance it would be the diggers in this town who would pose the biggest threat to my plan, so I was actually giving myself an easy job, well until I got the hang of going around blowing stuff up.
"Miss Tron, we're here!" one of the servbots clinging to the Gustaff said.
"Alright does everyone understand their jobs? I don't want any of you messing up if you do your all in big trouble…understand!?" I lectured the servbots so they at very least understand the importance of this mission. "Uh, M-miss Tron. Why are we looking for Roll, exactly? Shouldn't we be looking for master Teisel?" one servbot asked over my communication set.
"I told you already, I think she might be able to help us. Help me keep things in line until I straiten everything out all the way." I explained. "all right lets GO!" I cried excitedly.
The drache dropped the Gustaff right in front of the mayor's office. I gave the building a quick look over. "Alright, go get the mayor!" I commanded my small force of servbots, while I shoot a beckon bomb into the buildings door. The servbots ran into the big white buildings door. While the servbots where inside I gave the aria a quick glance. The mayor's office was a single large white building that only rose two stories. In the surrounding aria I could see larger homes that looked as though they were meant for the rich. I could see a large bank, I'll probably rob it soon. a large police station, I'll have to keep my eye on that building, and behind it I could see a diggers guild building. Hmmm, personally I thought It was time for a slight change in plans. "hay, are you still looking around in there?" I asked the servbots in the mayor's office over my command radio.
"Umm, she is not here Miss Tron but there are a lot of funny looking papers all over the place. It's really messy in here." Came the servbot's reply. It was plain enough to see that the mayor has abandoned her office and had taken any papers of value.
"Alright you guys start destroying the place, light it on fire whatever, just wreck the whole building…got it?" I figured at least I could send a message to mayor that I wasn't here to play around. I locked a few missiles from my missile racks onto the police station and diggers guild buildings and opened fire. This should also send loud and clear message to the whole town. The sight of the destruction caused by the missiles was both incredible and dreadful at the same time. They tore through the buildings and exploded on the far walls of each. After the fourth volley from the Gustaff the upper floors of the two buildings collapsed. I stopped firing after that, I still didn't want to kill anyone, hurt them maybe, scare them definitely.
"Miss Tron, while we were breaking some of the stuff we found a secret passage in the back of the building." One of the servbots inside of city hall said.
"hmmm, everyone report!" I called over the radio, this didn't feel right.
"Everything's under control!"
"# 20 here, we are facing a lot of angry diggers but otherwise we're ok." all of the servbots replies were similar.
[Why aren't the police anywhere to be found? And where was the mayor?] I wondered. "Alright listen up, I want all the police cars we stole to change jobs, you are now to find the mayors house, her company building, and I even want you to check the deputy mayor's house and any buildings he owns. No rock unchecked, UNDERSTAND?" [This isn't right the police should be everywhere right now, we shouldn't be in a ghost town.]
"Roger!" the servbots replied in unison. While they were looking into all of those buildings it gave me time to do other things. I glanced at the bank, I don't need any money but it would be nice to mess with these people.
"Droche number 4 can you here me?" I called over the radio. It was a while before I heard the reply,
"loud and clear Miss Tron, over."
"Alright I need you to come down; I have a pickup for you to do." This would be a great way to teach these people who is boss, and it all had such perfect timing too. The servbots came out from the city hall building just when I finished making my call to the droche. "Listen up, go rob the bank! I don't even want a lollypop left when you are done!" I shouted to them. I rolled the Gustaff in front of the banks door and the servbots all ran inside.
By the time the drache arrived the servbots had formed a pile of stolen goods from the bank outside the door. "alright now I want you to put it all in the drache, and once it is full I want you fly up and drop all of what we stole out above the city. And could somebody find the T.V. station, I want to broadcast that we don't care about stealing from these people all we want is the coordinates of the dig-out that the spotter Roll went to." personally I though my plan was really good but the servbots seemed to disagree. "Listen," I said "…this will go by a lot easier if the people themselves just give us what we want." The servbots seemed to agree to that and headed off to do as I commanded.
Next I turned the Gustaff towards the direction of the city hall, time to crush any thoughts of resistance. I targeted all of my guns at the city hall and unleashed a furry of cannon, rocket, and buster gun fire on the building. The destruction of the town capital building gave me a sense of power, I was In control for now. I rolled the Gustaff over the rubble of the once beautiful building and looked around. Strangely I could see the opening of the tunnel that the mayor had allegedly used to escape, but now it looked big enough to fit a small robot through.[ Ah, I shouldn't think about it to much, probably just so the mayor could have some elbow room as she ran away.] I thought. Soon I was assailed by a number of reports from the servbots.
"Miss Tron we have searched the Mayors house and couldn't find anything."
"uuhhh, Miss Tron, the Mayors corporate building is stuffed full of papers but they all look like taxes and things."
"Miss Tron, Miss Tron, the deputy mayor's house and safety deposit boxes at his business are all empty."
"Bank supplies have been dropped Miss Tron."
"Miss Tron, we found the T.V. station, we're going to send the message now." The shear number of reports put me in a daze. I could hardly keep track of what channel the messages came from, let alone answer them all correctly; in fact I had to ask each one of the servbots individually what they had said so I could answer their report.
"Miss Tron, this is Droche number 9 you have incoming I am seeing a small wave of police gun ships, riot vehicles and armored SWAT vehicles heading south west towards the city. I think I also can see some other small vehicles…maybe some of those support cars that diggers use and a small robot even." The servbot flying the drache reported. [I knew things were going too easily.] "Alright let's regroup! Everyone I want you all to form groups and seal off all of the town sections near the cities entrances, I also want the digging machines to be turned onto a rampage, if they want to fight then lets make sure that they lose a lot for choosing to." I couldn't just let the police capture us or simply force us out of town, but if we fought we might get what we came for and still get away.
"Miss Tron, we found # 3 they had him locked up!" called a servbot over the radio.
"Quick put him on!" I ordered.
"I'm, (sniff) sorry Miss Tron. They said they would starve me if I didn't tell them…so I (sniff, sniff) I told them everything! I'm sorry!" number 3 said. I felt sorry for the little guy, but I was too annoyed to pity him now. "Alright, you can redeem yourself by helping hold them back until we can find out where Roll is." I told him.
"What about Teisel?" the servbot asked.
"Like I have been telling al of you, we are going to find her first so she can help us find Teisel." I retorted.
I sat there getting ready, I had both my team of six servbots and some of the digging machines, with one of the stolen police cars at a ready. Once the mayors little army came to fight us they would be in for a tough fight, I wasn't giving up. I looked at the tunnel in the mayors office. If I had been the mayor I would have used that tunnel to launch a surprise attack, but instead she was charging her own city head on. I looked at the tunnel again,…was it me ore was the tunnel somehow growing? I looked away and looked back at the tunnel, it was growing it was almost three times as large as the last time I looked at it. "What!?! What is going on with that tunnel?" I asked, mostly to myself.
"I'll check!" shouted a servbot as he ran to it, and jumped in. the servbot then jumped out almost faster than he jumped in. "it's a Reaverbot!!!! A really, really big Reaverbot!" he shouted.
"What!? Under the city hall? But how?" I yelled. The Reaverbot slowly came out of the tunnel. One thing was definite about this Reaverbot, it was huge. The Reaverbot was almost six times taller than the Gustaff, its head was large and serpent-like, the body of this Reaverbot was made of long and flexible pieces as well. Its claws were something for me to be afraid of, long claws that looked sharp enough so that the monster could slice the Gustaff apart with one flick of its wrist. "What….h-how!? This is madness!" I managed to exclaim. as A small police craft flew over head.
"Attention pirates! This is the mayor, surrender now or you will all die. We are not giving you any other options; this Reaverbot is only controllable through our system and cannot be stopped." A voice called over a loud speaker.
"Controlled through their system? They control this monstrosity?...hmmm. Quick someone go into the tunnel and see if you can't find something that we can use to our advantage." This was going to be a frightful battle. I rolled the Gustaff back away from the gigantic Reaverbot. I could see the digging machines take notice to the Reaverbot and advance on its feet. I then turned my weapons towards its head, I considered shooting it in the chest, or maybe the hands, but the head seemed more likely to be the best choice. The head looked much more frightening with my targeting system focused on it. When I thought that it was serpent-like before I didn't think I would look like a gigantic snake head. A pair of huge red eyes, a forked tongue with some sort of barrel sticking out of it, and even a pair of fangs. But enough about the head, all I cared about at the time was hitting it, which I did with absolutely every gun I had. The rocket launchers, the tread cannons, the buster guns, and even the beckon bomb hit the beast right on the nose. The amount of firepower that hit the Reaverbot caused a huge cloud of smoke to appear about its head just before the servbot slipped into the tunnel under its feet and the digging machines launched themselves at its legs, their were even five draches that were flying around its head shooting it. I thought that I had stunned or even destroyed it for a while, but then a pair of great red lights shined through the smoke cloud around its head and then its head burst out through the cloud shooting energy globes towards me, and the draches. The draches had a easier time dodging the blasts of energy than I did. I tried to dodge the energy but the bolts were slow moving and somehow had the ability to track my movements, so I was forced to just run away. As I fled I could see the claws of the Reaverbot slicing through the armor of the digging machines at its feet, destroying them all one by one.
"Miss Tron there are too many of them!" I could hear a servbot calling over the radio.
"Just slow them down! Once we find what we are looking for we can all retreat, until then just hold them." I replied. Things were going down hill fast, and I couldn't think of anyway to change the course of this fight.
The small ship flew low and I could hear the mayor speaking thorough its speaker system. "If you surrender now all you are going to face are half of you pre-existing criminal charges and all of your current charges, but if you continue to fight then you are condemning yourself to death." [Hmm, this mayor seemed a little cruel if you ask me.] I found a frequency that matched the mayor's and responded.
"Just tell me where this new ruin of yours is and you won't be mayor of a heap of trash." I demanded.
"I figured that was what you were after, so I decided to put the coordinates to the dig site at the safest possible spot on the entire on the entire island, take a look at the reaverbot's chest, if you want the coordinates you'll have to destroy the reaverbot." She replied. This mayor was really intelligent, she knew what I wanted, and she knew her strongest weapon, so she placed them together. I moved the Gustaff closer to the tunnel. As I approached the servbot who went inside poked his head out.
"Miss Tron, it looks like their was a lot of computer equipment down here but it all got moved by some diggers a long time ago." He said. Now that was an interesting bit of knowledge, this Reaverbot was made to be controlled…but where are the controls.
"Just give up pirates, if you don't you'll all end up dieing." Came the mayor's voice over the radio, she sounded very smug and very official.
"My, my aren't we the bossy one?" I taunted back. I looked around she would need a camera at least to know what was going on. Hmm, that one small craft was the only ship to even be in the local aria.
"Miss Tron, we can't hold them any longer, we're running out of supplies." Called a servbot over my radio.
"Its all right, all I want is for you to slow them down I know where to get what we came for but I just need to figure out how to get it." I told the servbot.
I watched the Reaverbot as it changed its focus from the machines at its feet, to draches flying around it. As I watched I noticed the small craft a bit more, how the craft moved around the Reaverbots head and seemed to focus its attention on the Reaverbots targets. That was it, the craft, either that small craft controlled the Reaverbot or it had the cameras that helped direct it. "Everybody take down that ship!" I called out and fired a beckon bomb at the ship. The draches were quick to start shooting at the ship forcing it to lower its altitude and the servbots on the ground attempted to shoot it with bombs. I decided to add my fire into the fray again. I locked all of my missiles onto that small craft and fired. With how much firepower was focused on it I thought that the small ship would go down fast but instead the Reaverbot intercepted all of my missiles and forced away all of the servbots. But I was determined to take down that craft I rushed the Gustaff forward and fired with all of my guns at the small craft. After the third volley from all of my guns I hit the ship, not enough to destroy it but enough to force it to go to a higher altitude. Once the small ship reached safety from my guns, the draches descended on it and tore it apart in a constant stream of fire. The small ship broke apart slowly as it fell but the effects of its destruction were immediate, the gigantic Reaverbot froze, it moved its head from side to side as if looking for a target but not seeing any. I figured that now was the time to check if the box on the Reaverbot's chest was really what we were looking for.
"Quick someone go the Reaverbots chest, there should be a box there, if there still is a box , grab it and check to see what's inside." I ordered. I then switched the radio to the mayor's channel. "Looks like I beat your unstoppable monster. What are you ever going to do without it?" I teased, I mean it seemed right she was threatening to kill me and now her super weapon was reduced to being a useless moving statue. The mayor's voice came back over the radio, a little shaken sounding, but still very official.
"You're not getting away, we have you surrounded, with little supply, and we have almost located your main ship. After that you will have no choice." She said.
"My, my still trying to threaten me? I thought you'd be begging for mercy. To bad well lets see if that map you said was on this giant Reaverbot is real then I'll be gone for good, if it is fake then I'll be back for revenge." I figured to threaten back would be the best choice.
"fine." The mayor replied very shortly.
"Miss Tron, we got it! We got it!" called some servbots gathering around the Gustaff. I took a quick look to see them holding the box from the Reaverbot's chest and smiled to myself.
"I'll be seeing you around Mrs. Mayor." I rolled the Gustaff over to a waiting droche and started to hook the Gustaff on. Suddenly a number of armored vehicles came rushing towards me.
"Halt you are under arrest! Surrender now and lay down your arms!" called a officer in the lead vehicle. To bad for them, they were too late and the drache carried the Gustaff away before they could get close to me. The sudden change was almost incredible, one instant I was trapped on the ground, feeling the weight of gravity holding me down, the next, I was weightless being pulled upwards by the droche at intense speeds.
"Slow down!" I shouted over the radio after I could hear the tether lines strain.