1 day late
-Face palms-
Perhaps it would be more beneficial if we proceeded…
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DEMOLISH MY WALLS
Chapter 6: The Threat
"This is the only way of defeating the Skeleton King!" The statement sent shivers down the teenager's spine and dressed him in a suit of goose bumps. Deprived of the ability to interpret he sentence, as an aftermath of his trauma, he resorted to continue eavesdropping on the two simians…
"Your unequivocally sagacious habit of reading other's thoughts must has apprised you of Skeleton King's plans as well." Mandarin sneered.
"Unfortunately, it hasn't," Antauri replied in demure seriousness, "Nevertheless, I'm certain it has something to do with Sprx."
"Truly excellent although I've doubted the fact that you would consider Skeleton King's survival. After all I, his right hand, was amazed to see his endurance to the massive damage you've inflicted on him." Mandarin applauded the silver simian sardonically.
"Mandarin, you know we wouldn't have triumphed if it weren't for your betrayal. I still wonder, on whose side are you?" Mandarin's remarks didn't deter the silver simian's tranquility.
"I'm on no one's side…Though I'm merely one of his creatures but Skeleton King couldn't cease the thirst for power brewing within me." Mandarin retorted, "Regrettably, I'm obliged to be your ally. Isn't your enemy's enemy your friend?"
"I'll have to admit so. Now, what's the plan?" Antauri inquired, hoping his "invitation" wouldn't conduce to eternal peril. He never thought he would deliberate whether to implement the power primate's orders or not. However, couldn't it be that his subconscious was tainted as well so that he would walk right into the trap? No, Antauri reassured himself that he was too prudent to be such an easy prey.
"Well, Skeleton King's explanation wasn't evident and I, being his loyal right hand who stabbed him in the back, couldn't demand any more explanation. But, I know he intends to exploit Sprx's transient possession to gain more power. You must be aware that possessing him will be too easy for Skeleton King. Antauri, I'm certain you know what the perfect solution is." His quizzical gaze darted towards the silver simian. Mandarin inhaled some air then persisted, "The threat isn't dwelling in a relinquished cache…but in the Super Robot itself." He jabbed his index finger towards the metallic surface on which both the simians were standing. Antauri stared at him knowingly and waited as Mandarin departed and disappeared in the damp night. However, the power primate never apprised him of the pair of sapphire blue eyes that was fixated on him…
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Chiro vaulted into his room in sheer bewilderment, removed his wet costume after perceiving that he wasn't at the brink of freezing on account of the conversation, but for having caught a cold. He clutched his throbbing head with agony, too feverish to leave the tender embrace of the warmth in his room (considering that the temperature outside was cold) when the reality of the situation dawned on him. He stood against the wall for support, consigning the warmth, and ran out of the room in the highest speed his tremulous legs, buckled knees, paralyzed legs and impaired vision could muster. Although all the colors blended together and conveyed maimed images to his cranium, he was too preoccupied to deliberate over rubbing his eyes…
Chiro spotted a speck of blue walking ahead and, thinking it was another hallucination, ran into it. Gibson realized that someone was about to collide with him and evaded, convulsively pressing the syringe and splashing the remedy all over Chiro's face. At that moment, only one thought revolved around the teenager's mind: Too cold and only one though revolved around the scientist's: Too immature!
"How unfortunate! That was the last remedy I had!" Gibson exclaimed in fury for having the final beam of hope of curing Sprx terminated, beginning his lecture, "Chiro, you ought to cease your habit of daydreaming! I wonder what sort of amusement do you feel wile bumping into people in account of it…It's obvious I'm lecturing you for your own welfare! You may collide with some wall and break your nose or perhaps slip on some wet surface and fracture your leg! Do you want me to list more tragic consequences of such immature habits? In addition to that, what have you been doing? Is that a ridiculous attempt to catch a cold? Never in my life have I expected* people to pursue pain and agony in such a way! Your behavior makes me dispute my very own sanity! Also, you do look feverish, don't you? I assume that you deserve this punishment. Thereby, I won't cure you or summit to your desperate entreaties for some medicine!" Gibson's gaze darted from the liquid on the floor to the teenager he was lecturing, "Chiro! Where are you? Were you even listening to me?" Blinded by rage, he stepped in the fluid and slipped. "Perhaps it would be more appropriate if I lectured myself first!"
"Oh dear!" Gibson exclaimed at the spectacle of his young leader barely conscious at the end of the hall and rushed to his aid.
"Just get to the med bay and I'll come after ya!" Chiro, gesturing towards the med bay, commanded Gibson in the sternest tone he could muster in his state. His other quivering hand grasped his pale forehead in pain. Gibson protested but immediately left upon hearing a horrified shriek that shrilled throughout the entire Super Robot…
He knew whose screech it was…
And that was what terrified him the most…
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Short chap I know, but the next one is gonna be around 2000 words…I guess
I don't know who yelled, to be candid!
I also don't know why Gibson collided with Chiro…Gibson was supposed to inject the syringe to Sprx…
Something is very wrong with me…
The plot is drastically changed for the 3rd time…I dunno whether it'll be better, or worse D:
Next chap will be on Friday 21st!
Cheerio !
Oh and BTW, hey Gibson you haven't "expected" people to pursue pain and agony, right?
-Frankly, I never thought sane individuals would grope for trouble. However, my theory was in vain upon coming across Otto and Sprx, most importantly Sprx. It's quite evident he will lose a limb or two after infuriating Nova, still, he bickers with her and ends up in a great pain, not to mention obliging me to postpone my experiments to tend to him…
-I don't see a problem…
-I despise delay as much as I despise bugs! But, most importantly, I've never seen a sane person who would always chase pain like that. He ought to have stopped after being slammed in the screen the very first time. And please don't consider it a reflexive aftermath of being in love or something in that category. Love doesn't involve such pain…It's a slow form of suicide!
-But-
-Please don't apprise me of the fact that "Love is blind and is always accompanied by madness" It's outrageous! I'm out!
-But…
(No, I don't consider this Gibson's opinion)