Private Prague, U.N.P.K
Chapter 27

A Former Shell

"I cannot compute." Prague looked at his teenage body, then looked at Elma, who was walking him down the park, "Why am I young?"

"Lin decided to make you that way." Elma responded as she stretched on a bench, "Because... reasons."

"Perhaps there is some factors I am not taking into account." Prague muttered as he pondered deeply, "I lack the original memory cards to finish my reasoning."

"Lin did the best she could with what she had." Elma told him and drank some water, "You should be thankful... She really cares for you, you know?" she jogged in place, "The only reason it took her so long to fix you up was because of your parts that were scattered after the explosion."

"I retained the majority, save three out of my six memory cards." Prague sighed as he saw a large vacant area in his storage, then extended his arm and removed his fist.

"What are you doing!?" Elma gasped as she saw Prague aim his blaster arm to the distance.

"Weapons systems are operational." Prague powered up, "The Metamorphic reconstralloy survived after all..." he reverted his arm back to its natural state.

"That didn't go away, of course." Elma muttered, "That regenerated itself after the blast, and was the first thing Lin found... the little bits and pieces of you were the hardest."

"I am trying to obtain all my records again, but the information is massive- Are you sure you can't make any other memory cards!?" Prague said with exasperation and followed Elma as she jogged.

"I'm afraid that technology was too advanced..." Elma muttered, "Even though I don't know how that is seeing it was tech from Earth." she said to herself, then felt the calm Miran air rub her cheeks as she picked up speed.

"Hm... That's odd." Prague scanned his data as he walked past Elma, "Elma, my data banks are missing some vital information on Irina." he informed.

"Oh?" Elma faced him, "What could it be?"

"Her recent medical records are not included." Prague responded, "I still have the ones from 5 years ago." he informed as he searched through his systems.

"Oh..." Elma muttered, "Well... I guess... You know, it happens."

"I'm trying to backtrace-" Prague paused, "Oh... Elma... I may have found some information pertaining to her medical records he alerted, "It seems Irina was admitted to the hospital 6 times after-"

"Be quiet." Elma stopped and grabbed Prague, "Don't say it out in here..." she looked around to see other BLADEs about.

"Why n-"

"Humans are savages, Prague." Elma mumbled, "It was no different when they found out the news..." she sighed and looked at Irina's house in the distance, "It was such a terrible time for her."

"Perhaps I may ask what happened?" Prague asked, "I wish to gath-"

"This isn't about medical data, Prague." Elma scolded him, "Don't you understand? What you found was- Oh... It hurts my heart remembering her pain."

"I found another result." Prague spoke, "A popular blogging website has a topic posted on this subject..." he scanned his result.

"Really?" Elma asked, "Oh... yeah, there was a lot of those... What does that one say?" she asked sadly as she awaited another bad herald.

"This one states... according to the original poster." Prague read the blog, "That Irina's name should be dropped and changed to Miss..." he paused.

"Miss?" Elma said in confusion.

"Carriage." Prague finished his sentence, causing Elma to gasp in horror.

"What kind of- What a bunch of savages..." Elma gnashed her teeth in rage, and ran off...

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"Oh!" Gwin said in surprise as he let Prague inside his newly refurbished home, "Prague! Man, it's been quite a while since you've been here! How's it been?" he asked as he sat down on the loveseat.

"Good." Prague nodded and looked at Gwin, "Gwin... I need to inform you about something." he told the man.

"Sure, go ahead." Gwin said as he grabbed a nearby tablet.

"It is about Irina's mis-"

"Prague..." Gwin groaned and stood up, "Please... don't mention it here." he pointed to the stairs, "She's up there... and we haven't gotten over it." his face grew somber, "Especially her... oh... Prague, if it wasn't for all of us, there would have been metal in Irina's head."

"I take it-"

"I tried to help, Prague." Gwin continued, "But what can a man do? Not much, just try it again... put in my 5 seconds..." he chuckled painfully, "Prague... Please, don't mention it- We've been tormented night and day for years by both ourselves and outsiders."

Prague looked at the hurting man and scanned his smile, a broken one to say the least.

"You are my friend, I trust you don't say any more of this..." Gwin grinned as good as he could, then walked off to the kitchen.

"Friend." Prague mumbled as he looked at Gwin disappear, then scanned the house completely, coming upon a sleeping Irina on the second floor. "Maybe I should comfort her." the android said and walked up the stairs, leaving Gwin behind in the kitchen.

The trip was short and simple, until it wasn't.

"Hmm..." Prague noticed a room out of the ordinary and stopped, "This room, I don't remember it..." he did a quick scan, "No life signs..." he reported and tried to open the door, but it was locked.

The door knob itself was a bit worn down and the door was at parts scratched and bumped in.

"Hmm..." Prague made some intricate machinery appear from his index finger and enter the keyhole, "Unlocking... Unlocked." he said when the knob was freed from its chains and allowed for entry.

The android stumbled in and found a room littered with children's toys, both male and female specified ones.

"Interesting..." Prague scanned each and every last article, including the lone crib at the far left corner, "The purpose of this room was made to house a child unit, could it be..." he looked at the paint on the wall, which abruptly shifted from blue to pink then back again, as if there was a sudden change in quick succession.

The android looked and looked, but finally decided it was time to fall back and he promptly exited, only to bump into Irina.

"Prague..." Irina looked at him blankly, "What are you-" she looked at the small stuffed elephant the android had acquired, "... This was supposed to be Ivan's..." she muttered.

"Prague-" Gwin ran up, only to see Irina was with him.

Irina looked at Gwin's hand, where a clear bottle of liquor was found with its contents half empty, "Is this... what you do when-"

"Irina..." Gwin looked at his hand, "It's not what you-"

"No wonder you could not be a good father." Irina scowled, "You drunkard."

"You made me do this!" Gwin lashed back and jumped up to the 2nd floor, "With your wining and your crying! You blamed me for something I had no control of!"

"SO you just decide to drink your problems away!" Irina yelled, "You make me sick! You're pathetic! Can't even be brave enough to face your own problems!"

"My Problem!?" Gwin gnashed his teeth, "It's not my problem your womb is a dead zone!" he erupted, causing the area to go silent.

"Ah... Ah..." Irina stammered and started to well up, then ran back into their room.

"Irina- Arghh!" Gwin growled in rage and glared at Prague, "You! Why do you have to stick your head in things that are not your business!?" he said with much exasperation.

"If I may make an obser-"

"Shut up!" Gwin yelled and struck Prague with the liquor bottle, shattering it with minimal damage to the android.

"Gwin, you ne-"

POOM! A gunshot was heard in the other room.

Gwin went silent, then bolted to the door of their room, "IRINA!" he cried and tried to open the door, "Irina! No!" he cried and tried to open it whatever way possible.

Prague looked at the broken man, then walked over to the door and punted it, making it fly open and startle Irina inside.

"Irina!" Gwin looked at his partner, who was sitting in the bed with a smoking pistol.

Prague looked to the right, where the wall had a hole in it, as did the portrait of Irina and Gwin on it.

"Irina... give me that... please..." Gwin pleaded with her, "Don't scare me so... I would be over if you did such a thing to yourself..." he muttered and knelt to the bed.

"I don't know what to do..." Irina wept and gave the pistol to Gwin, "Even you're against me..." she shook her head as she held her temples.

"I'm not against you, Irina!" Gwin sat next to her, "I just... said some stupid things... You're right, I'm just a stupid drunkard... You're not alone Irina..." he held her tight.

Prague looked at the portrait, which had Gwin and Irina standing up and embracing, both with smiles that lit the room. He saw the bullet hole that completely destroyed the waist area of Irina, then turned to the two, who where sharing tears.

SM's Time
Man, I feel so bad.
Even though IrinaXGwin is my favorite ship I treat them like trash...
It's just for the feels guys. Anywho, I hope you've enjoyed this!

Prague will get "older", I guarantee it.
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