I watched as the two Cyborgs saw each other for the first time. I had known that the first one had come up behind me. He was trying to be slow and quiet but with the rubble and him being made of metal he was quite easily noticed. But the reactions that flashed across their screens. One blushed. The other got the dreaded blue screen before shutting down. That was the gold one. The silver one took a dive to catch the gold one but missed and I caught it… him. I seriously hoped it was a him. I had no idea how to put up with a she-bot. I couldn't work the Metroid to heal females. Too many synthetic hormones really mess with my focus and I can't handle those. The silver one faced up towards me and seemed to zone out. If he had eyes they were probably crying underneath his helmet. Somehow I knew he was having a complex behind that mask.

Were they really going extinct? Was it really this bad? I suddenly felt myself caring. They were like me. Alone in a world of people who couldn't understand the pain of losing everyone you loved, because someone felt high and mighty. I growled a little as I stood with the gold one.

"Chief, can you get this other one?" I asked.

"Sure," he said but the silver Cyborg shied away. I could hear him talking to himself. It sounded like something about us being a threat or not.

"We just saved you from dying under a bunch of rocks and rubble. I don't think we are going to kill you now," I said as I pointed to my hand under the gold robot. He seemed to jump at that. So he wasn't afraid of us killing him, he was afraid of not being able to understand why we saved him and how I was able to do what I did. I made my visor transparent.

"Trust me, if we had wanted to kill you, we would have already done it," I said. Chief bent over and opened his arms again. The Cyborg reached up and pulled himself up on Chief's chest plate. Even though he was tall Chief still towered over him.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Call me Thomas. Who are you?" he asked.

"Call me Master Chief. The lady here is Samus Aran," Chief said before I could respond,

"Now enough with the pleasantries. We need to move before this building collapses on top of us," chief said, I could hear the tension in his usually monotone voice. Something was bothering him, and that was a hard thing to do, which meant we needed to be out of there yesterday.

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I watched as Samus caught the gold one. For a moment it seemed the silver one would reach out for the other. I was tensed and ready to stop him. If he did reach up he would be getting too close to Samus for my calm. We didn't know anything more than that there is a reason they were going extinct. I didn't know why but somehow I knew that there was a reason to be cautious of these creatures. They made me tense and worrisome. Then suddenly Samus was telling me to carry the silver one. I steeled my nerves and walked over. Close proximity with an unknown entity. Rule number one. Don't let them get their hands on you. And now I was being ordered to pick, one, up. I walked up and reached for it but it shied away. Its screen read and exclamation mark, bright big yellow. Almost the opposite of the blue screen of the other, but it turned into white fuzz on the screen when it looked at Samus. She confused it.

Good, it feared her at least. She was telling it that we weren't going to kill it, trying to talk it into coming with us. Somehow it seemed like she calmed it down. But when she pointed to her hand it flinched again… had she done something to him? All I had seen was her touch his helmet… what had she done?

"Call me Thomas. Who are you?" it asked. So it actually had a gender. It was a he, and he stilled scared me, but now he was letting me stand him up. He grabbed my chest plate since he was shorter. Thankfully I sighed. He was still smaller and lighter. But I could tell he was nimble. He gears weren't clicking when I did a scan over him.

His human parts seemed to sear red. He was in pain in a lot of places. But I could tell from the heat signature that something had stolen his wounds on his leg and helmet. But that wasn't possible. They had been working on that technology for ages and had only ended up killing anything the subjects touched. Eventually those subjects all died. So how was this possible? I turned my visor to the side and caught the red glow around his places of injury. This technology wasn't the Cyborgs… it had been external. Which means whatever did this was still close.

"Call me Master Chief. The lady here is Samus Aran," I said stealing Samus words. But we needed to go. Whatever had done this probably could reverse it and kill them all. Samus turned with me and nodded once before boosting out towards the door. I took to trying to keep up as best as I could while watching for signs of whatever had done it. It was still around, I could almost sixth sense that it was moving with us. But I couldn't see it. And that worried me heavily. Was it invisible too? Then a thought came to me. What if it was a parasite on the Cyborg I was carrying? I quickly ran my eyes over him but it seemed nothing was there. I dearly hoped it wasn't invisible. Or I was going to seriously regret this.

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When I reached up and grabbed the chest plate my scans went into action. I had hoped that Samus lady would have carried me so I could get a scan on what the hell she had done to me but her muscle head friend would do fine enough. I needed to know any and all possible enemies. He seemed to act like a body guard but something told me both of them could hold their own in a fight.

Which meant it would be quite the pain to try and take them on if I needed to. But survival was key for me. My thoughts then shifted to the other one, the third member of this strange edition to my life story. Another Cyborg like me… how was this even possible. There were two of us on the same planet, same time, same Building. The odds were definitely being messed with. Something about this whole expedition thing was off. Somehow the odds were being flipped and that meant the fighting odds for me would be changed as well. Especially since now I have to protect this new Cyborg like me. After finding this one I refuse to be alone ever again. I will protect him.

"Where are we going?" my carrier asked out in general.

"My ship. It is the only place that is truly safe," Samus said. We turned around a corner and then stopped. I tried to turn and see why but my back refused to turn all the way. A plate had been displaced and bent so that my spine had lost partial movement. I was about to try and twist my whole body but I found my carrier was slowly sitting me down. Suddenly my eyes found why we had stopped. Not feet from us were a few Proctors. Not good. I was damaged and I believed that Samus and this "Master Chief" had to be tired. And from the state of my companion he wasn't even conscious. The hit from all those rocks must have crushed him harder than me.

"Turn around. We'll find another way," I tried to get the others to listen to me. I was always the leader type. The Master Chief seemed to turn and listen but Samus seemed to me far away. Well mentally atleast. She was completely unreceptive of even our voices.

"Hey, Sam, come on. Lets not do something we are going to regret," Chief said slowly. If I hadn't known better I would have thought him scared of her in that moment… And honestly. I was also a little frightened. When I saw her eyes that is. She turned to him and I and the words that came out of her mouth scared me into silence.

"Oh, my dear Thomas, they aren't even the Hunter. They are the game," and the next thing I saw a gold and orange ship suddenly appeared from a gap in the ceiling.

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Why do I always end up having to be the unconscious one? My mind thought as I barely recognized that I was being carried. Hell I don't even remember when I transition into this state of mind. This was all a load of butt fluff and I wanted something to happen that would wake me. Then I was being sat down. Why were we stopping? If the rubble underneath me didn't signal off we were still in the building then what could make us cease our escape? I computed for the next thirteen seconds before I remembered my new memory stick.

I began using that one and made twice the work in half the time. Danger, it was the only logical explanation since we were being so silent. I felt them sit the other Cyborg down next to me. Was he conscious, I wondered. I tried to push my eyes open but found I couldn't. So I chose to sit silently. I began to reload everything. Reset all my parts. I wasn't going to sit here helplessly. The last thing I updated was my vision. And as I blindly stood up the download finished. There infront of us were 4 of Practions.

"Whats the plan Stan?" I asked as I stood up next to the Samus woman. She seemed to almost laugh.

"No plan. None needed. Just to cease their existances," she said right before she the thing that looked like a jet pack exploded on her back to boost her right ontop of one of the enemies. Three shots to the chest and it was dead. The other three were caught in a stunned silence. Her elbow cannon seemed to morph to take out the others with tiny missiles. I was in that instant. Sort of terrified of her. And I now understood why the Master Chief fellow had stayed right where he was.

"Man she is terrifying isn't she?" I commented to him. He grunted in response and returned his gun to its place on his back.

"Time to go," Samus said as she walked calmly back towards us. Moments later we were running again. I felt the exhaustion of my update. And I could tell the other Cyborg was doing no better. I was fighting with all my worth not to seem helpless or like just a drag on this new team. I was hoping it was a team at least.

Somehow we ended up outside the wrong end of the building. No wait. We were on the right side. The symbol on the big green ship seemed to match up to the one on the Chiefs shoulder. And then just three pads down stood another ship with matching colour and style to the Samus woman's armor. We were definitely going the right way. But we still had quite the ways to run. And surrounding the orangish ship was 6 more of those Practions. This was not looking good at all. But underneath me I could feel the Samus woman straighten her back.

"More of them? Wanna get some action in this time Chief?" she taunted to the man.

"Only because we need to," he replied. Did he always sound so emotionless? Somehow I felt that only Samus would know the real response to that…

"let me help," I said from Samus' back.

"No, you are injured and we would not try and aggravate them," Chief said. But it seemed that both me and the other Cyborg had something else in our circuits, because we both removed ourselves from their backs.

"We will help. I refuse to be putty in this fight," said the silver robot, and I nodded In agreement. Samus sighed.

I felt powerful next to these three.

Why?