Starting a war!

As I worked on the Gustaff in order to complete necessary modifications one day Teisel came up to me.

"Tron, I don't like This. We're working for Leon and we don't even know why he wants to start this –WAR- and then he is having us work WITH Glyde!" I could hear the bitterness and dislike in Teisel's voice, Teisel is a very open person when it came to saying what he likes and dislikes.

"oh, c'mon big brother! I bet that if we try hard enough we might be able to get out ahead on this one!" I cheered to him. Teisel looked around suspiciously and leaned in closer to me.

"I was thinking that too Tron. That is why I came up with plan –Ragnarok-!" he whispered to me, setting apart Rangnarok as if it was super important.

"Ragnarok? What is Ragnarok, Teisel?" I asked wanting to know what my brother had in mind.

Bon walked by carrying a crate, "BA-bu." He said in his baby voice as if I needed to be quite.

"I don't trust Leon completely but there is nothing we can do about that. Glyde on the other hand we have a chance to cut out of the deal. When this upcoming –WAR- breaks out well Glyde is going to suffer an accident. Think of what twenty artillery shells would do, He'll de brighter than a Christmas tree…until the police show up, then he'll be rotting away in a cell for all of ETRNATY!" Teisel explained getting very excited near the end and clenching a fits in one of his typical dramatic poses.

"I don't know Teisel." I said as I set the Gustaff's machine gun firing sequences into the arms. Teisel sat behind me for a moment thinking of thing we could do in order to maximize our profits.

"Hay Tron, have you ever noticed we almost always fight one after another?" he asked after a moment of thinking and hogging the food on the table.

"what do you mean Teisel? I remember us working together with a number of robots and machines." I replied.

"well that is just it, Tron, we only fight with one machine after another, we never use a bunch of big machines at the same time. I think that is way that –BLUE BOY- always beats us!" Teisel said, his distaste for the 'blue boy' quite apparent.

"you know Teisel, I'm more scared of the cops, before Leon caught me, I had made a police chief very angry." I told Teisel very quickly.

[Blue boy? Is that what has been haunting my dreams, my memory? Why can't I remember this 'Blue Boy' Teisel is talking about].

Teisel turned and looked at me. "oh, come on Tron, we have always been able to handle cops, but this –Blue Kid- is just-just inhuman! I mean how can one guy defeat Glyde, us and veteran Pirates all by his lonesome?" Teisel asked half laughing half angry at his memory of the blue kid I couldn't remember. I rolled my eyes put a fake smile on my face and answered,

"I don't know Teisel…maybe it's just luck?"

"yea right, Tron, I tell you he is not natural…and the way you almost seem to let your defeats by him go un-avenged…soul kada was the only one you stayed angry about for a long time, and you seemed intent on torturing any servbot who asked of it more than getting him back for it. Besides Tron, what were you doing In the Gesellschaft while I was gone; none of the servbots are willing to say." Teisel asked in an I-am-not-backing-down tone.

"Alright, I can't handle it anymore!" I yelled grabbing my head.

"What Tron?" Teisel asked leaping up from his seat.

"what, I-I am –sorry- for asking to much, why don't you just go to the room and rest and I'll have the servbots finish working. Come on you –can not- work non stop for days on end, it's just not good for you." Teisel said in a calm and caring tone.

"no, Teisel I-I have been lying to myself, and everyone for the past few weeks, only the servbots know and they are staying quiet for my sake. Teisel I am suffering from a , well I think it is, amnesia!" I openly and loudly said. Teisel looked confused.

"wait Tron, that doesn't make sense you've seemed to be perfectly the same for the past few days?" Teisel said almost disbelievingly.

"Teisel, I can't remember anything from after Kattelox, I remember a few simple details, a robot design, working to scrape up money to survive on, I even remember everything from right after we launched that space ship, but otherwise it is all blank." I told Teisel almost losing my calm. "

Tron, hmm, don't worry we just, just ran into a few problems at that time. It was just a lot of pain and sacrifice, for nearly nothing." Teisel said as if he was still angry about it.

"oh, well then, Teisel, Teisel I think I am going to go rest now I think of it." I told Teisel.

"Tron, wait!" Teisel shouted to me as I started to walk away. Teisel then walked up to me and handed me a remote with a single large button.

"When you think it is time, locate Glyde, point the end with the scanner at his robot he will be using and press the button." Teisel told me before patting me on the back and calling one of Leon's escorts for me and sending on my way.

The guards were unfriendly and official though whenever they talked they used that stupid slang of theirs heavily and constantly referred to me as 'kitty cat' something I was really tired of. We finally reached the room set aside for me and I went inside.

[What is it about this Blue Boy Teisel is talking about? Why do I feel strange when he speaks of him, why does it hurt to try and think of him?]

These thoughts consumed me as I walked around the room, going from bed to bed and desk to desk finding knickknacks here and there until I found Teisel's study books. I never really turned to these books, I was always too busy to read them but I started to look through them finding once that I might learn from. The first I found was a math book, I quickly set it aside because I already knew more than Teisel did, I learn from building machines…I knew how to deal with money, angles and even enough to calculate things like projectile flight paths and such….the book itself was labeled 'math for the rest of us', so why bother with it. The next book was a history book; I ignored it because I didn't need to know history. There was a health and medical aid book, I might have read it but decided against it. The only books left were language and art books. I never took to art much, except for in my machines designs, so I opened the language book. After a few minutes of going trough the book I figured that all of Teisel's books were probably useless. The language book I found taught people how to use sentences and poetry, and stuff like that, but it was useless to me, unless I was going to write a love poem or a biography of my life I don't think I needed to know such things.

"Besides," I said to myself, "who would read a book labeled 'how to be a failure pirate'." But I stuck to the book for a while, the love poems all attracted me, I found them to be moving, that there was something in them as if I could understand the concept of them. The poem 'I loved you from afar' caught my attention, it seemed to move me the tale of a person who watched their love from far away but made themselves out to be their love's rival. I don't know why but I connected and labeled myself as the person in the poem.

[But why I don't have anyone I love?]

The name of the poet also caught my eye 'Lee, On-tuni.'

[What a weird name…makes me think of Leon. Hmm].

As I thought about the poem I could hear Leon start making commands over a very loud speaker system.

"Alright, Birdie, and the Bonnes, get your gangs together and get ready, I am giving you the twelve hour notice, understand!" Leon shouted over the speaker system he had set up, but of course no one could answer him. Not that it mattered to me it just meant that I now had a definite time to rest, Teisel wouldn't let me start working, not after my little break down in the mech aria we had set up. I sat on my bed and then slowly drifted and fell asleep on my bed. Fortunately I don't remember dreaming, and with how my dreams had been going it was bound to have been a nightmare.

(Oh, things were going so well at this point for me! Why did it all have to go wrong?)

****

"closing on the island ,Miss Tron!" a servbots voice came through the speakers on the Gustaff.

Then Teisel started giving orders. "REMEMBER EVERYNE, this stuff isn't cheap we had to pay a lot of money for this equipment, but at least it is good and we don't have to do all the work. All we need to do is help start the fighting and while everyone is fighting grab everything of value we can,…ha ha ha haaa" Teisel was always one to give speeches although he was usually ignored.

"ummm, Master Teisel, what about the ships that are all around" one servbot asked him.

"Or the cars?" asked another.

"And what about the toilet paper?" asked yet another. Teisel sounded like he was angry, although he never had much patience.

"I already told you …Leave the TOILET PAPER!" he yelled.

"yes sir!" the servbots replied.

[Hmm, at this rate well never be able to do anything, well just keep making these cute little mistakes and never actually do much more than rob someone to pay off our debts].

Glyde's voice broke through the radio. "See if you can't keep up Teisel. It would be so ridiculous if I ended up doing all the work." Glyde mocked, and Teisel yet again sounded angry.

"Shut it GLYDE I am more than capable than outpacing you, why don't you at least try to keep up with me!"

[ Teisel will you stop causing trouble, I mean your stiff necked plans got us in so much trouble back on Kattelox….wait, agh never mind.] I sat in the Gustaff a little longer, waiting for the ok sign to start bowing stuff up.

"Alright people, today we dance the dance! Kitty cat, you hit west side of the island with Birdie, Teisel and my forces will rattle the east side." Leon ordered over the radio. I flipped on my radio,

"got it Leon, and Leon will you please tell me a bit about my parents once this is over. I would like to know…please." I responded and asked.

"alright kitty, but now we need to drop." Leon responded just before one of his harsh voiced Pirobots took control.

"Tron Bonne, drop in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five…"

[ this is it, after this I can't go back. This just feels wrong, I-I don't think I should be doing this…but do I have a choice?]

"…four, three, two , drop, now!" the voice commanded and I could feel the floor under the Gustaff come out from underneath and the Gustaff started to fall.

I quickly switched on the sensor and camera systems on the Gustaff, and I saw my two servbots falling with me. The Gustaff hit the ground hard, but it wasn't too hard thanks to the shock system on the Gustaff. The same wasn't true for the servbots; it took them a minute of crying as I randomly shoot stuff for them to recover. But once they recovered they ran about throwing bombs and robbing houses. After only about five minutes of my rampage a group of pirates came out to fight me. All of these pirates had small guns and they didn't stand a chance against the Gustaff.

[This is so unlike that fight back at the parking lot.]

I switched the Gustaff's search cannons to full automatic and let loose on the poor pirates, who in turn ran away, most of them blackened by minor burns. I then focused my fire on the local buildings until I had created a large empty aria that I could fire my missiles from. Soon a few small pirate ships tried to either escape over me, or attack me. I simply launched a barrage of missiles at the ships and blew most of them out of the sky. I rolled the Gustaff forward in order to find a new aria to destroy, and possibly hide the Gustaff if I needed to. I rolled forward down a wide street until I was stopped by a police barricade. At the front of it stood Denise, she was holding a large megaphone, and her officers all had big guns.

"alright, your going down this time! You are under arrest, come out of the robot or we will have to fire on you!" she shouted.

I rolled my eyes, and sighed. "do we really have to go through all this, this nonsense all over again? Did what happened to you last time teach you anything? You're not going to win, I mean the only reason you kept your job was because I gave you Glyde and Leon, well you might have not known it but I was the one who caught them." I told her in a taunting tone.

Denise looked shocked, angry, and embarrassed all in one. "why, why you lying little…I warned you! everyone fire!" at her order the police officers who had barricaded the street fired, but the Gustaff had heavy armor, and had too many guns for them to handle, I used all the guns at once so they didn't stand a chance.

Once the smock had settled, Denise stood all alone, her fellow police officers were running away and she was fuming. I swear her brown hair was on the verge of flying off her head and her face was red!

"Why you! You'll pay!" she yelled and charged at me. I simply used the tread cannons on the Gustaff and the servbots to shoot Denise and soon enough she was blown off her feet. I felt kind of sorry for her. "

Listen, I don't want to do this. But I don't have a choice, so once I have a chance I'll pay you all back for this, alright?" I told her, before ramming the Gustaff through a building on the side of the road and coming out in a new street. One of the servbots ran up behind me.

"umm, Miss Tron, there was a turn four houses down the street!" he told me.

"errr, why didn't you tell me that before? It could have saved me a lot of trouble. Ramming trough a building is hell for the treads on this thing!" I shouted.

"umm, Miss Tron!" one of my two servbots said.

"WHAT!?" I yelled back. The servbots pointed to my left. I turned my cameras to see what he was pointing at. From what I could see I was in a large square with a number of cars parked in it and a small fountain in the middle. I turned the camera even more and I found a lone figure standing in the middle of the square.

"it the Blue Boy, Miss Tron, he's here!" one of the servbots cried. For some reason I involuntarily sighed, and not one of those I'm tired sighs either.

[What the heck, I can't remember him and yet he seems so…so…fulfilling? I'll just have to beat the tar out of him and get rid of this weird feeling. ]

the man in the Blue armor started to speak.

"Tron?!? What are you doing? Please stop! Ahh, Tron, ahhm, this isn't right Tron, your hurting a lot of people." He said, in a slightly girly voice, which somehow seemed attractive to me.

[what the heck is wrong with me? I just have to kill him before this….this feeling takes me over! Yet, he somehow seems so, beautiful….what am I thinking! Ahhhh! Stop me stop thinking this way you idiot, smash him, smash him!]

"sorry but I have to keep going, but if you surrender and bow to me I can make sure no one hurts you." I told the Blue Boy.

[what! Why did I say that! I should be shooting him right now!]

"Sorry Tron, I am not going to join your team, I already told you that a few times." He said, and then started to shoot at me. For some reason I became extremely offended.

"fine, I'll just kill you then!" I yelled and started, firing the Gustaff's guns. The fight between the Blue Boy and myself was pretty amazing, he was fast, agile, tough, and courageous. He was just so, incredible!

[ohh, what I would do to know you better! Too bad I have to kill him, why…why do I have to kill him?]

eventually I fired enough rockets and shoot of so many rounds at him that half the aria we were in was leveled by the time a pause came to the fighting. I took a little time to see the damage, the town looked horrible, and he looked tired. "

Miss Tron, we've got him!" one of the servbots cheered. I put my had over a trigger, one pull of the switch away from blowing this meddling pest away, but some force kept me from pulling the trigger.

[what, just get it over with, kill him! Just pull the trigger, pull the stupid trigger, pull it and kill him, be rid of him forever…forever, (sigh) M-Mega-Man…Megaman! Who….what was who is that….(sigh) Megaman…my head! Ow, ow ouch!]

Suddenly someone's yelling broke my mental pain.

"Megaman! Tron stop it!" the voice called.

"Who? Roll! Roll is that you?" I yelled. Suddenly Roll came up behind megman carrying a large lazer weapon of some sort.

"Megaman, listen. Tron and I have a score to settle. You go stop Teisel, and the other pirates. Tron is mine. Here me Tron? You spoiled brat, your mine! Roll yelled and Megaman ran away.

[I guess I'll just get him later, tee he he! What is wrong, why does he make me feel so happy?]

Now I had to deal with Roll. "Thank you for putting me in one of your old submarines it saved me, especially sense the Police at Kattelox take Pirate business so seriously they searched the whole aria and found me, but now you have undone my debt to you! Tron, you never could help yourself, you always did what you saw as wrong because you could. Well I'm stopping you, your not going to ruin anyone else's life!" Roll yelled at me.

"Spoiled, your calling me spoiled!?! How dare you! Sure you grew up not knowing your mom, but at least she's alive! I can't ever understand you! One moment you're saying I'm just misguided; now you're calling me a worthless pirate! You two faced little pest, I should have killed you! at least you have you mom!" I started yelling at Roll, tears filling my eyes.

"You have your mom because some stroke of luck, you can also find traces of her in everything you do. What about mine, why can't I have your luck. My mom is dead, she's never coming back! And what's more, I can relate to her, remember her at all! My parents…my parents keep everything they did a secret from Teisel and me, was she a spotter like you, was she a digger type, was she a captain like Teisel, or was she like me? Tell me Roll!" I loudly demanded from Roll.

"Umm, Miss Tron, I don't think she knows." A servbot blankly stated.

[I hate you Roll. Forget Megaman…it's you who's the beast who should die…I'm going to kill you! I hate you Roll. I hate you!]

"I hate you Roll! I'm going to kill you!" I yelled moving the Gustaff forward to attack Roll.

I fired the search cannons on the Gustaff's arms and aimed them at Roll, but she dodged and hid behind the fountain, only showing herself enough to fire the laser beam at the Gustaff.

"die, die , die!" I yelled shooting more and more at her and eventually obliterating the fountain. Next Roll hid behind some cars, but I started to run them over and slowly closed in on her, and as I closed in some of Leon's skull shaped Draches came in behind me and joined me in firing at Roll. As I closed in on Roll I activated the Beacon bomb cannon, and aimed at her. But before I could fire the cannon was suddenly destroyed.

"What?" I yelled. When a strange figure dressed in a reddish uniform, holding a wrist mounted sword, appeared suddenly standing in front of Roll.

"Hay you get out of my way!" I yelled at the figure. He simply nodded his head towards Roll and calmly said.

"Miss Roll, I think it is time you leave this fight. A battle field is nowhere for a spotter, let the warriors handle this conflict." He told Roll and she started to run away. I aimed one of the Gustaffs arms at her and then tried to shoot but the stranger got in the way.

"I said get out of my way! Let me kill HER!" I yelled at him.

But he remained calm. "You shall discontinue your hostilities Tron. Stand down! Or else you shall experience loses." He told me. But I simply flipped out.

"Shut UP! You're not in control of me! You don't even know me!" I yelled and started to shoot at him with the tread cannons and search cannons on the Gustaff.

But he dodged all my rounds, he either danced in-between my shoots or ran around them. The Draches also got involved shooting at him, but they also got in my way. When I launched my missiles at him one of them charged forward and accidentally ran into the missiles. A bad stroke of luck. Then I continued firing but he ran along the building walls and ran too quickly for my fire to keep up with him. I then ordered the servbots to run up and attack him, but the Drache pilot thought that the order included him so he also went ahead and accidentally scooped up the servbots only to be destroyed by the strange mans sword. Now it was only me and him, fighting one on one. I unleashed my fire on him in a rage, but he ran in-between my shoots and ran up to the Gustaff and in a single slice cut off one of the Gustaff's arms.

"How dare you!" I yelled turning the Gusaff's turret around to face him, and firing with the one remaining arm, but he easily out-maneuvered my fire and sliced it off, and leapt back from the Gustaff.

"I'll get you for this!" I yelled and turned the treads to face him. The treads fired their cannons at him but he was too fast and soon ran strait into the Gustaff and thrust his blade into the engine that was located in the middle of the treads.

"What!" I yelped and the servbots leapt onto the Gustaff yelling.

"Miss Tron, hurry get out!" I tried to get out but the hatch was sealed and I couldn't open it. I could hear the stranger outside.

"Sorry Tron, I had to do this, it is nothing personal, just your own good that's all." He yelled.

"My foot, I'll get you! You…." I never finished my threat because that is when the Gustaff exploded. (A note to all reading this story of mine, never ever get caught in a explosion! The experience was extremely painful and the whole time I was worried my cloths might have ripped off or burned off making me indecent.)

[ohh what a horror that would have been! If anyone were to ever see me, well you know, again, I'd die. Just die, I still haven't gotten Roll back for what happened on the Gesellschaft even!]

Luck is on my side, none of my cloths lit on fire, and I managed to land in a garbage bin in a small alley way with a street to my left. But it was still incredibly painful, I was sore everywhere and my clothes were scorched ruining the fabric so I would have to replace them, and I think I might have broken a bone, but I couldn't tell. I looked over at the street and I could see birdbots marching forward, shooting rockets into whatever they saw that could be ruined.

"Hmm, your just a spoiled brat Tron…bla bla bla….you just ruin everything Tron! Well at least I'm not as mindless and stupid as Glyde!" I grumbled and yelled at Roll even though it was impossible that she would hear me. Suddenly a small device on my wrist started to buzz.

"What!" I said surprised and i started looking franticly around.

[oh, yea. It's the whole wrist communicator that Teisel and I use while on missions…why am I being so absent minded? Why is the Blue kid still stuck in my head?]

I pressed a button on the communicator and Teisel's voice broke through.

"Tron, Tron can you hear me!" Teisel said in a tired but eager voice.

"Yea, Teisel I'm ok." I replied.

"Hmmm, something wrong Tron?" Teisel asked.

"You didn't see me go flying?" I responded in an I-can't-believe-it tone.

"Sorry Tron, listen that Blue Boy is almost to me, but Bon and I have a plan to get him. Ha ha-a! Tron, Bon and I are going to double team him, a-ah-and with me driving Bruno, and Bon in his battle mode that Blue brat won't get away!" Teisel told me in a very excited voice. I looked at the marching birdbots with a sick feeling in my stomach.

"Just make it quick alright Teisel. I think it's time for your surprise for Glyde and I know you would like to see the fireworks but." I told Teisel, sounding sad for some reason.

[what is going on, I can't beat some Blue Boy and now I'm feeling bad that Teisel is going to get him?]

Teisel didn't seem to notice the sorrow in my voice.

"R-right Tron, I'll get 'em good and fast, he'll be sorry he ever heard the name –BONNE!" Teisel confidently told me.

I watched as more birdbots walked by until I could see one large robot walking down the street. The robot was Glyde's, a large blue avian/human-like machine. It had a man like head and body but bird wings and it could transform itself to look like a bird, in fact it had a large bird head just in-between its legs.

[Glyde has to be in there, this is my chance…sorry Glyde, you have been a pest far too long, now your going down for a long time.]

I pulled out the remote device that Teisel had given me and pointed its laser pointer at Glyde's robot and pushed the button, in just a few seconds his robot and all those birdbots would get hit so hard they won't even be able to walk. I then could hear Glyde start putting on a show.

"Attention, I am Glyde Loath, of the Loath family. You are all to surrender to me immediately or suffer greatly under my power. You all might be good, but not ever quite good enough to beat me!" Glyde started ranting about himself.

[note to self, even when we aren't around Glyde is an idiot.]

I could hear a high pitched whine coming from over head.

[Here it is!]

I could hear the whine increase, and so could Glyde.

"What is that?"

he asked one of his birdbots in a annoyed tone.

"ummm, I don't know sir it could be……..KI KI, AWWW, ough!" the explosion was something neat to watch but I felt way too close to really enjoy it. I could feel a massive wave of heat and air hit me just as I covered my eye's with my arm, and lucky for me I did because when I lifted my arm I could feel a piece of metal hit it and cut my arm.

[Ouch! I'll have to deal with that later, now it's time to check on Glyde.]

Once I lowered my arm I could see that the road was filled with debris from the explosion. I sat for only a moment or two to look at the street and check on my arm, which had a deep cut in it, just another bruise from this fight. I was about to go check on Glyde when a servbot ran around the corner of alley and came to my feet.

"servbot reporting for duty k-Miss Tron!" it said and then saluted me.

[the servbots are spending way too much time with the pirobots, he almost called me Kitty…I hate it when those guys do that…I'll have to fix that later.]

"Oh, Good. Listen we need to check on Glyde, make sure the police come by here and then we need to get out of here, WITHOUT BEING FOLLOWED. You got all of that right?" I ordered and asked the little servbot.

"yes s-MAM!" he replied and ran out into the street filled with robot pieces and looked around.

"Miss Tron, bir…ummm, Glyde is dead! Lets get out of here; I think there is a ship waiting for us a little ways up the street." The servbot reported, with no emotion. I stood there shocked for a bit.

[Dead! But the plan was to just blow Glyde's robot up and have him arrested…we didn't even use that powerful of weaponry. He…he can't be… dead… oh now I've done it, I've crossed the line…I-I killed someone, I am a murderer.]

"let me see him!" I yelled almost not believing the servbot.

"Miss Tron, you really don't want to see…let's just get out of here before the cops show up." The servbot emotionlessly suggested. I felt a little desperate.

"No, let me see him, I need to see him." I told the servbot. "

Miss Tron, no, we have to go. What would Teisel say?" he retorted.

"I DON'T CARE! I NEED TO SEE HIM!" I yelled at the servbot now making my way towards where the little robot told me Glyde was dead from. The servbot ran up to my legs and started pushing.

"TRON…errr… no we NEED to GO!" he strained to say.

"SHUT UP…I DON'T CARE! I-I JUST NEED TO SEE THE BODY, I-I NEED TO!" I yelled hitting the servbot now franticly struggling to make my way to the where the body would be. The servbot grabbed my legs and now a group of pirobots appeared and he called them for help. It took six of them to knock me off my feet and eight of them to drag me away.

"LET GO, LET GO YOU HEARTLESS LITTLE PIECES OF JUNK!" I yelled at them all.

[I'm a murderer! I'm a heartless killer! No mom you were wrong………...I'm worse than Glyde! I'm a blasted killer! I'm a killer! I'm a killer-er-e-ah]

not only did I feel miserable but I was sobbing all the way to the drache, one of Leon's skull draches. His team of pirobots who dragged me to the Drache then threw me inside it and fought to keep me inside as the servbot got in with me. I still struggled as the door slowly closed, but once it was, there was nothing I could do but stare out from it. As the little craft ascended I watched the whole town was a mess. I could see smoke all around and I could see debris where homes used to be. I could also see the flashes of weapons still being fired, and I could see a few different robots roaming around the city, key of which I saw Teisel in the Bruno shooting all his guns at a single point where little bursts of energy were coming from.

[Teisel, I give up…nothing is worth this…I'm done….I'm not going to kill our friends anymore, never again!]

*****

I sat there leaning my head on the cold wall of the skull drache. The whole journey wasn't too long but to me it felt unbearable. The servbot next to me turned his head and flatly said,

"Miss Tron, I'm escorting you to your….I mean the Gesellschaft but then I need to go and help on the ground. You be strong now ok?" the servbots attempt at an encouragement was a complete failure.

"Whatever." I sighed and continued staring blankly out the small porthole window in the door.

[I'm sorry…I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do it. I didn't mean to do it-it-it…it wasn't me, IT WASN"T ME-he-eeee….WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT ,TRON OF COUSRE IT WAS YOU! …no I didn't do it! I-I just did as Teisel said, and even he didn't mean to do it…it was an accident, it was an accident! …BUT YOU PULLED THE TRIGGER, GLYDE DIED ONCE YOU PULLED THAT TRIGGER ,TRON. YOU SHOULD CONGRADULATE YOURSELF, YOU NEVER, HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT HIM AGAIN!....no I didn't mean to do it! I did something wrong, I killed him don't you get it? He's gone, I hated him but he's dead because I took the step and killed him!...EXACTELY, SEE IT'S NOT TOO BAD, YOU HATED HIM DIDN'T YOU? HE POSED A THREAT TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY AND YOU REMOVED IT, YOU HATED HIM AND WANTED HIM GONE NOW YOU HAVE SUCCESSFULLY DONE THAT…SHUT UP, SHUT UP YOU BLOODY MONSTER! I DIDN'T KILL HIM, I DIDN'T! YES I WANTED TO HURT HIM, BUT YOUR WRONG….OH C'MON, NO ONE,KNOWS YOU BETTER THAN YOU DO, AND YOU CANT KEEP THE TRUTH FROMYOURSELF, NOT WHEN YOU ALREADY KNOW IT! YOU CAN DENY IT BUT YOU CAN'T KEEP IT FROM YOURSELF,TRON….SHUT Up! SHUT UP! SHUT U-UP-ah-ha-aaa]

my mental argument was stopped when the servbot across from me touched my had saying.

"It's time to go, time to go to you suite Tron." I only sat there sniveling, feeling cold and miserable. I think that anything anyone said to me at that moment would have sounded like the best thing to do, anything to stop the guilt. I slowly got up from the seat and collapsed, I then remembered my arm which had been bleeding and not cared for this whole time. I then slowly lifted myself up and with shaking legs got out from the drache. Once I stepped out from the drache a group of pirobots were waiting for me, one of which had a first aid kit in his hands. I just walked forward uncaring and feeling dazed, though I stumbled a lot. I walked non stop to the bridge of the Gesellschaft. As I walked the pirobot with a bandage tried to treat my still bleeding arm but was frustrated by my insistence on not stopping to let him deal with it properly, but right now I didn't care. For the first time in my life, I was actually the cause of someone's death. I eventually got to the bridge though I felt extremely sick by the time I got there. Inside the bridge there were only two servbots but the bridge was filled with pirobots and a few birdbots.

"Miss Tron on the bridge!" one of the two servbots shouted, #1 I think but I didn't feel good enough to even notice. I could hear things being said over the radio.

"Hay look its some extra Zenny!" a servbot voice said.

"Stop leaking words and get that blasted cannon down here!" a pirobot yelled.

"errawk! Quick retreat retreat! Awwwwk!" a birdbot cried.

"TAKE THAT –BLUE BOY!" Teisel voice suddenly broke through. I sat down in the captain's chair and sat half asleep listening to the vices on the radio.

"Hay, Bon where did –HE- GO!?!"

"BABUUUU!" Bon screamed.

"BON! I'll get you for that –MEGAMAN!" Teisel threatened and I could hear more shooting through his radio.

"Hay look this aria is almost completely destroyed. I wonder why?" a Servbot's voice came through the radio. "

Red armored enemy in section twelve B." A pirobot said.

"Hay where is, Master Teisel?" a servbot asked through the radio in response. One of the battle coordinators on the ship responded to his question.

"Teisel is in section 13 C, over!"

"Hay I thought I saw a huge explosion in section 11 B errawk." A birdbot voice said.

"Umm, yes apparently the Bonne's artillery started their bombardment there, possibly the police had a bomb cache there or something." One of the pirobots on the ships bridge looked over to another.

"Hay I lost Glyde, he just seemed to disappear a while ago, I think he was in section 13 J when I last heard of him. Does anyone have a fix on his position?"

"I thought he was going to section 13 C a while ago….don't know though he hasn't reported in."

"Hay, does anyone know where that red guy went?!?"

"hay he's over there, ki ki! Ouch!"

"Does anyone know what is going on, with Teisel?"

"Teisel's radio just went out…I think his robot just exploded."

"Hay it that red guy! Quick stop him!"

"Shoot it's Megaman he must have gotten past Teisel!"

"We need a pickup over!"

"The cops! quick we need to move!"

"We should pull out we did our part of the job, the pirates are fighting mindlessly now."

"I got your pickup request over, sending a drache now."

"We need a magnet on that pickup, master Bon is hurt!"

"That red guy he just took out our whole force!"

"Hay someone stop Megaman! Hurry up, Get him!"

"Pickup in four minutes can Bon wait that long?"

"Yes"

"oh, come on! We have huge problems here command!"

[Are things like this on Leon's ship? No, he's too organized and experienced to be having the troubles we have here.]

I slowly drifted, the words no longer had meaning and my blood loss and shear weariness had taken their toll. I continued to drift until I fell asleep.

[oh, the past few weeks have been so painful, tiring and horrid. I just wish everything would change, I wish I had a hero or someone to comfort me]

*****

"You must not contemplate such an action. I have evaluated her mental state for a while now, she has a 91% chance of blaming herself about Glyde and having that guilt ruining her mental stability, and she then has a 62% chance of suicide. If you do not take psychological countermeasures your tactic would increase those chances to nearly 99.9% of breakdown and 88% chance of suicide."

A pause…..

"Yes I understand but you must realize, my evaluation is stating these chances as being before she provides you with what you want, and I also want her as per our agreement. I have determined that if possible I will to have her preserved for the operation and other than that you can not comprehend." The voice sounded familiar,

[but where did I hear it, who is it? and what operation is it talking about? and why is it talking about Glyde that dirty….oh yea, I forgot, Glyde forgive me….I am so sorry. NO, YOUR NOT SORRY. SHUT UP!]