So I haven't posted in a while cause I really haven't decided if I want to end my story or not so thats why I haven't updated in a while.
I walk in the station and scan my card through the slot and walk into the back room. I see Akito in the corner surrounded by doctors. Immediately, anger surges up at what they could be forcing him to do. I walk over, and Akito notices me, perking up.
"Hi Agito" he says happily.
The doctors get really nervous as I walk over. They should be anyways. Last time they pissed me off, I destroyed half of their equipment and beat the shit out of them. Why? They wanted Akito to ride AT's. I don't care if it was a suggestion or not, it pissed me off. I rode AT's for him, and that was it.
"Here Agito. Its their latest model of F.A.N.G's AT's. I already tuned them, but I want you to try them out. I'm assuming the ones you have are already starting to break" Akito says as he gives me my new pair of AT's
"Yeah, I noticed on the way here. They were going to crack soon. Its about time these fucktards got something new" I comment as I switch the AT's out.
"Um, Agito-kun, we'd like to moniter your synchronicity rate with the new AT's for our next model" a lady asks.
I was going to say no, cause I felt like shit and didn't like her, but I saw Akito grin happily at me.
Damn him. He always pulls this shit.
"Whatever" I mumble.
It apparently made the doctor's day because they all began shouting orders and pulled me over to their stupid training area. This was where Akito had trained, and later on showed me how to ride. The place was apparently fixed up considering my last time here, I had ripped up the metal paneling around the area.
The place was like a giant box match, until they opened the far hatch. If you went through it was a maze of tunnels and such. They slapped on random patches that sent transmissions of vitals, and whatever other shit they monitered. The remaining doctors left the area, closing the main door behind them, leaving me with my hands in my pockets.
"Okay Agito, as soon as the door opens go ahead and go through. Come out at exit C-456" the loudspeaker echoed.
"Fuck, why the hell do I have to go the long way?"
The door began to open. I wasn't leaving until I got the answer. They seemed to realize this as well.
"We could do a series of small tests instead" the lady suggested.
"Bitch" I commented.
I pushed down on the AT's and let them pull me through the door. I knew all the tunnels and took the one on the right inside. I left pieces of my road along the walls to make sure I was going the right way and those bastards didn't pull any stupid shit like switching up the tunnels on me.
As I took the next tunnel, I noticed something that made me stop. The AT's made a smooth stop, not grinding across the floor like the others. I wondered if it was because they actually improved something or I hadn't been going so fast. Probably the latter. I looked closer at what had made me stop. There was no doubt about it. Those assholes had switched up the tunnels and that mark on the walls was one I made earlier.
"Fuckers" I muttered.
I turned back the way I went, cruising along, not even bothering to go fast. They wanted to hinder me like this, fine. I'd fuck with their operation. I reached up on my shoulder and tore off one of the patches. Thin trails of blood leaked down my arm, leaving tiny droplets behind me. The patches inserted damn needles in my arm and they bled when you pulled them off.
"Agito, put the patch back on" the mechanic voice went off again.
"Fuck you" I responded.
"Agito, if you don't put the patch on, we'll have to send someone in to stick it back in" the voice repeated.
"Go ahead and fucking try" I retorted.
Way back behind me, I heard the door open. I wasn't concerned until I heard who they brought in. Now that pissed me off. I pushed down on my AT's shooting down the tunnel.
"Hurry and find him! We need this data!" I heard a voice shout.
"Shut the fuck up. I'm looking, damn." the other voice responded.
It was Lind. I wasn't afraid of that fucker, I hated him. Not to mention I wasn't in the mood to fight. When the hell did he get here anyways? Asshole. He shouldn't have been here for another hour. What time was it anyways?
"Hey Agito, where are you going?" Lind called out much closer this time.
Fuck him. Those goddamn Over-Cross Twinkle Eye shit was going to piss me off. Goddamn Brain Chargers. I realized something as I got closer down into the tunnels. I stopped and put my hand against the tunnel wall. Yeah, it wasn't far from here. The Tropaiom Tower. Why the hell was it so close? And how the fuck did these tunnels get so near it. Something was wrong here.
"What'cha looking at?" Lind asked, behind me.
I turned my head over my shoulder.
"Just what the hell are you running around after me for?"
"It looked interesting, and I was bored. Besides pinning you down is always fun" Lind grinned.
He jumped back as I threw a fang at him.
"Fuck off" I told him.
"No can do little brother" he said.
He once again had to dodge my series of attacks I threw at him.
"Here's an idea. First person back to the main door without killing anyone in here and doesn't get hit by a fang wins" Lind grinned.
"That's the stupidest fucking idea I've ever heard" I snapped.
His response was to throw one of his fangs at me. I reappeared about twenty feet away within not even a second. Luckily, Lind hadn't guessed where I'd reappear and hadn't managed to turn the fang towards me in time.
"You missed fucker" I jeered as I threw a fang at him and vanished down the hall.
Lind followed, laughing the entire way like some dumbass. What I really hated about this was that he was pretty much cruising when it came to this. He didn't take it seriously. Annoying, considering it was his idea in the first place. He threw another fang at me, and I flipped over the doctor without thinking about it. The fang landed about a yard from the doctor, but the backlash from it hit him. He looked like a rag doll when he flew through the air.
"What the fuck Lind? We said no killing people!" I yelled.
"He's not dead dammit! I hope" he muttered under his breath.
"Dumbass!" I yelled.
"Shut the fuck up!" Lind yelled.
"Holy shit I think I actually did kill him" Lind sounded a bit suprised.
Yes, only mildly suprised that one man not accustomed to AT power couldn't stand the backlash of an over level 360 rider's backlash from a fang which only landed a yard from him. Suprising.
"He better not be dead dammit cause if I get blamed for your goddamn ignorance I swear this time I will gouge your fucking eyes out with a fucking knife!" I threatened.
"Oh wait, I felt a pulse. Nevermind he's good" Lind said.
Really, his unbeleviable fucktardedness was off the fucking charts.
"Why don't you ask a doctor, oh wait, you killed him" I said snidely.
"Fuck you" Lind said.
I left him to care for the doctor as I headed back to the main door. The people let us through, the ambulance already there. Lind had dragged the doctor all the way back and then proceeded to toss him on the stretcher, not too concerned over the man's life.
"So what happened?" Akira asked.
"When the fuck did you get here?" I retorted.
"Someone's in a great mood" he said dryly.
"Fan-fucking-tastic" I responded.
I was in nothing near a good mood. In fact, my leg was giving me cramps that leaked up my leg, and my headache returned. To make matters better, it was raining. I had found out that this model couldn't run in water and Akito couldn't tune it to do that either. After all, you can't tune something to work in something it was never meant to.
"When the fuck can I go home?" I grumbled.
"I'd go now. You've been here for four hours actually" Akira said.
Longer than I thought.
"Whatever" I said, leaving already.
When I got outside, it was only a small drizzle. Nothing major, but apparently the piece of shit ATs I had on couldn't even run in this. I had grabbed my previous pair (luckily they could run in water), since I had no tennis shoes. Exhaustion ate at me, and I had school tomorrow. I really hated going considering everything they taught there I already knew. Such were the perks of having nothing but textbooks back when I was younger.
The water sprayed behind me in a straight streak, considering I wasn't in the mood to push myself too far in this. For some reason, I found myself taking a detour on the way back to the house. I stopped on top of a building. Why was I even here? And then I saw the reason. I hadn't been really caring on where I went and had simply left it to my instincts to take me home. Instead it took me to my prey. In the distance was a rider. Even with my good eyesight, I couldn't see her very well. Yes, it was the long haired rider. I felt one of my crazy smiles pull up on my face. Right before I went after her though, I saw noticed the way she was running. And then I realized that it was no normal cruise, it was actually an F-class Dash match.
What the hell is fucking wrong with you!? Do you have any reason to care about some shitty F-class rider?! Why don't you actually turn in someone at least remotely useful?!
That goddamn voice was getting annoying. I turned around and headed back the way I came. As soon as I returned, I went to my room and tore apart my ATs. Buried deep within the complex machinery inside, I found one tiny screw with the slightest dabble of rust on it.
That fucking piece of rust was the reason why my ATs felt weird and was knocking off the normal beat I was used to. I got up and opened my closet. In it was boxes. Boxes and boxes and boxes, made of normal cardboard, all stacked up and neat.
Goddammit Senritsu how the fuck am I supposed to find anything?
I used to have AT parts all across the room and hanging from the ceiling. Everything had its place and I knew where everything I needed or wanted was. Then the OCD freak came in and boxed everything.
Now my fucking room was bare and empty. I hated it to be honest. I missed the comfort of the ATs I had disassembled and tore apart, scraps from battles, shit I had won in Parts Wars, stuff I had from Tool Toul Too, and wherever else I managed to pick shit up.
I almost laughed aloud at that thought. Comfort? What the fuck? I had no need for comfort. The only thing I wanted from life was pain and the ability to inflict pain. ATs were my sole existence and nothing else mattered. Unfortunately comfort wasn't associated with ATs.