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THE SILVER LION, NEVER SLEEPS!

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*Snore*

Matthew: Wow... He's out cold.

Deryk: So much for 'never sleeps'... Looks like we'll have to do the intro ourselves.

Matthew: Shouldn't be that hard. "Last Time: After Deryk's 'stealth-mission-turned-rescue', he brought not one, not two, but three smashers. However, there was a price. They lost one of their best inside agents, Lucaria. With Siren still unconscious, how will she coup with the fact that the one person who showed her mercy is gone? Will Tip and Matthew be able to make up, despite their unpleasant first meeting? What was the strange vile Deryk found on Marcus? And how is Hunter doing?"

Deryk: "I don't know which is going to be answered but I know this one will: What is it that Professor Octavio has been building for the entire story? Find out now in the next chapter of: Journey of the King of Hearts!"

Matthew: You sound like Chris McLean.

Deryk: Shut Up.

Chapter 14

MDX-00001-"MECHA" Part 1

It's been quiet for the past few days in the resistance base.

Siren was still out cold. Hunter on the other hand was already awake, but all he would do was tinker around with his power suit locked inside his room. Deryk was the only one who was actually busy, going on various solo missions. Most of them, on a personal agenda. When he wasn't on missions, he would lock himself in his room, a place where no one dared to go. That only leaves us with three people.

Matthew, Miles and Tip.

As we all know, Matthew and Tip don't have a very good history together. Since his arrival, Tip has tried to talk to Matthew, but the young king just avoided him. As for Matthew's relationship with Miles, the young chaos wielder and the king have become very fond of each other. They were usually seen to each other and Miles didn't mind. Actually, since Matthew and Deryk found him, Miles has actually opened himself up a lot more to him, showing a much more cheerful side. Tip and Miles have actually never made contact with each other before. This however, was about to change.

Siren opened her aquamarine eyes. She was laying on the bed of what appeared to be the standard room of the resistance base. However, with her being unconscious for the past five days, she had no idea what was going on. Where was she? Did Biostar catch her again? Were the others all right? She was so deep in thought, she didn't notice the figure standing in the doorway.

"So your finally awake." Siren's head turned, only to see a six winged angel standing there. And he didn't look very happy. More like upset actually.

"Am I in heaven?" She asked, cocking her head to the side, earning a chuckle from Tip.

"Sorry, your not dead yet." His sad face returned. "But I was starting to think you were... you've been out for five days already."

"Five days!?" What happened to the others?" Tip's face was gloomier than before.

"Well... everyone made it back." Siren let out a sigh in relief. "...except for one." Siren's relieved face was replaced with a truly horrified expression.

"Wh-what!? Who!?" Tip started to feel very uneasy. He tried speaking, but words wouldn't come out of his mouth. "Please, I'm begging you!" The angel took a deep breath and looked to the side.

"Siren... Lucaria didn't make it back."

Silence.

So quiet, Tip could even hear the hyrulian's heartbeat. He looked back at her, the look of horror on she had earlier was nothing compared to what it was now. Her eyes... it looked like she had seen a ghost. Tip saw her turn pale in a matter of seconds. Her entire body started trembling as she just stared at him, unable to say a single word. A few seconds passed and she fell back, unconscious. Tip only blinked.

"Funny." He said to himself. "I figured she'd be strangling me by now.." He sighed. "Though I'm pretty sure she'll be doing that when she wakes up." In other words, our favorite angel was screwed.

"Hey Tip!" A voice called out from the hallway. The six winged angel turned, only to see Miles there.

"Oh, um... hey. Miles, was it?" Miles nodded. "What can I do for you?"

"The Professor wants to see us, so he told me to call you."

"O-Okay." If the Professor wants to see him, than it must be important.

We now go far away from the safe haven of the resistance base and into the deep dark heart of the mystic ruins, home of the legendary Angel Island, resting place of the Master Emerald. But today, we go far from it. Underneath the botanic surface lies a labyrinth of underground catacombs. Many warriors, both brave and foolish have ventured within these dark tunnels, only to decorate it's interior with their bones. However, within these dark tunnels was a single spark of light... hold on... make that two. A lifeless metal body laying against the walls, electricity sparking from it's side. Was it the brave or foolish? Who knows? But the second light came from the object that was in it's hand. A red crystal glowing with chaos energy.

"I'm so bored!" Matthew exclaimed, impatiently waiting inside Prof. Octavio's laboratory. "This had better be good. I can't take another minute of having nothing to do!" Matthew heard the door behind him open. "It's about time Professor! I've been wai-" The young king's eyes widened when he turned back. Instead of the Professor, Tip and Miles stood in the doorway. At first sight of the angel, Matthew gave a blood curdling scream, prompting the angel to sigh.

"Matthew, must you do that every time you see me?" Tip asked.

"Do what!? I'm not doing anything! I, uh... I gotta go!"Matthew tried taking off between the two, only to receive a chaos filled punch in the nose from Miles, knocking him back a bit. "Ow! What was that for?" A smirk appeared on the chaos wielder's face.

"Sorry, your majesty." Matthew gave him a glare. "But Professor Octavio asked for all three of us to be here."

"What for?"

"An assignment, what else?" The three were surprised when they saw Octavio emerge from the shadows (Ninja). Adjusting, his glasses, he smiled at the sight of the three together. "Gentlemen."

"Hold on!?" Matthew exclaimed. "Are you telling me you were here all this time!?" Octavio nodded. "Do you have any idea how bored I was!?" He pointed an accusation finger at Tip. "And what is he doing here!?" The angel tried to speak.

"Matthew calm d-"

"Don't tell me to be calm you six-winged freak of nature!" Tip immediately stayed quiet.

"Matthew," The Professor started. "That is exactly why I'm sending you two on a mission with each other." Matthew gave the man a good stare, Tip following. "Matthew, Tip... I understand your first meeting... didn't... go very well."

"Oh, you think!?"

"Calm down. Matthew, you can't hold a grudge like this forever. I mean, what would your master say?" Matthew angry expression was replaced with a sad one. He was right. If his master was there, he would've have hit him upside the head with a wooden sword. The Professor sighed. "Matthew, just give him a chance. You might be surprised." Matthew turned to the angel, who looked at him with sad eyes. Matthew gave a soft growl before letting out a sigh.

"All right." Tip gave the young king a stare. Matthew came up to him and extended a hand. "I'm sorry." Those words dove into Tip's very soul. "I was being silly. I mean, what kind of king would I be if I didn't forgive and forget?"Tip still stared at him.

"Your sorry?" Tip asked, confusing the white haired wonder. He got even more confused when Tip grabbed his shoulders. "I'm the one who should be sorry! Matthew, you have no reason to apologize! I'm the one who tried to kill you. I ridiculed in front of hundreds o angels and yet your the one saying your sorry. I'm sorry! I'm sorry for almost killing you in the arena, I'm sorry for blaming you for something I know you couldn't prevent and I'm sorry for doubting that your the King of Hearts!"Matthew took a good look at the angel, tears slowly building up in Tip's eyes. Matthew gave him a lighthearted smile.

"I forgive you."Tip immediately pulled Matthew into a hug. After a few seconds Matthew hugged back. It was a sweet moment of friendship... that is until Miles aggressively pulled the two apart.

"Okay, enough with the yaoi love scene." Both parties glared dagger at him. "So Professor, what big assignment did you have for us?"The three turned to the good man, who had a smile on his face after witnessing the scene unfold.

"I'm glad you asked." He said before moving towards a table. They couldn't see what was on top due to the cloth covering it, but it had the outline... of a human being.

"What is that?" Tip questioned, cocking his head to the side.

"The next smasher's descendant." All three jumped back in shock.

"You mean..."

"He's dead?" Matthew finished for the angel, fear present in his voice. Thankfully, the professor shook his head.

"No, he isn't finished yet." All three cocked their heads to the side. "Let ,e explain. You see one smasher didn't have a descendant, as it was impossible for him to reproduce This smasher was and R.O.B. Unit." Matthew snapped his fingers.

" I get it! Your building a new one, aren't you?"

"Yes and no. I am building a smasher, but the model and design are far different from the original model." He placed his hands on the cloth, ready to reveal his invention to the world. "I present to you, MECHA!" When the Professor removed the cloth, instead of a high piece of technology, the found... a pile of rocks. Oddly enough, in the shape of a human being. Miles put a hand on his chin.

"Well it sure looks 'smashed', but I don't see anything 'super' about it. " He said, receiving glares from everyone present. "What? It was a joke."

"Father." A robot yet familiar voice called out from the doorway. Everyone turned and were stunned to see a second Matthew. The only noticeable differences were the eyes. They were pitch black with nothing but a green circle serving as pupils. That and the fact that oil was leaking out of his shoulder. Everyone gasped at the sight of him.

"MECHA!" Octavio yelled, prompting the other three to look at him, eyes widened.

"THAT'S MECHA!" They shouted, but he ignored them and ran over to his creation.

"MECHA, what happened to you?" The machine had no emotion in it's face.

"Forgive me father, but while I was laying down, I sprung a leak and I was looking for the tools to repair myself." He said in a monotonous fashion. Matthew stared at his robotic doppleganger.

"You built two of me?" He said. Octavio grinned sheepishly.

"Well, I needed a more practical model for MECHA and you were the first thing that came to mind. Small and a good fighter. Question: how do you keep your hair like that? It took me days to get it right on MECHA." Matthew looked at his silver locks and shrugged.

"It's a long sto- Hey! Don't change the subject!" The Professor sighed.

"Matthew, MECHA is the reason I need your assistance." He put a hand on his 'son'. "In case you haven't noticed, MECHA is missing one important thing: Emotions. Which is why I need your help." He snapped his fingers, causing an image to appear on his computer's monitor. "This particular R.O.B. Unit had a component known as a heart chip. This small piece of technology can grant anything the ability to feel." He felt something tug on his arm.

"Father," MECHA began. "My shoulder. If it continues like this, I'll have to shut down." Octavio sighed.

"Sit down for a second and I'll patch it up." MECHA complied and returned to the table. "MECHA can't be a smasher unless he has some connection to the R.O.B. Just another reason we need that chip." Miles raised an eyebrow.

"So you want us to find a broken old robot and see if we can salvage one part?" He asked.

"Actually, I believe he's in the catacombs underneath the Mystic Ruins." The Professor snapped his fingers again, causing a map to appear. "R.O.B.'s last known mission was a month ago." Matthew stared at him.

"You mean that thing was still kicking?" He asked.

"Yes, and his mission was to locate a chaos emerald." Miles's eyes went wide. "Before R.O.B mysteriously went offline, he contacted us saying that the emerald was already in his possession. Find the emerald, you find R.O.B." Tip quirked an eyebrow.

"It's already been a month." The angel said. "Knowing how valuable those things are, someone must have already found the emerald by now." Octavio shook his head.

"Nope. The chaos energy we detected hasn't changed at all. It's still there. Which is why Miles is going."

"Wait just a minute!" Miles exclaimed, visually irritated. There was something about that plan he didn't like. "You want me to play bloodhound all of a sudden?"

"Miles, your innate ability to sense chaos energy is essential for this mission!"

"Do I look like a dog to you?"

"That's not what I meant. Terren's been trying to get his hands on the chaos emeralds for years now. You know better than anyone else the destruction they can bring." Miles let out a growl.

"Fine."

"Excellent. I've already prepared the transporter. It'll take you as close as possible."

"Good luck carbon based lifeforms." MECHA said in his emotionless robotic form.

"Thanks... I think." Matthew said, scratching the back of his head. He really didn't know how to respond to that. Miles already ran towards the door.

"Come on Snowflake! You two Six-wings!" He yelled before running out of the room. Matthew and Tip only blinked at their new nicknames.

Matthew: Snowflake?

Tip: Six-wings?

Shrugging it off, the two followed him, leaving the Professor and his invention alone.

In a dark room of the resistance base, fingers could be heard tapping a keyboard. To be more precise, Deryk's fingers. The disc he had stolen from Biostar had a variety of interesting files in it. Weapon schematics, interior map of Biostar's flying fortress and more. But those weren't the reason he stole the disc in the first place. No, it was because of two folders. One was titled, the smash project. When he checked it, the first thing he saw was the vile that fell off Marcus in their last fight. But this would have to wait. Because the second was even more important. All Deryk could do was stare at the contents of the folder: King of Hearts.

"So... um, Tip." Matthew miserably tried to start a conversation with the angel as the two walked to the transporter room. "How did you get six wings in first place?" Tip cocked his head to the side.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, when I first met you, you had four wings. Now you have six." Tip managed to understand.

"Oh, that..." The angel scratched the back of his head out of embarrassment, cheeks becoming a little red. "Lady Palutena gave me the extra wings as a goodbye present." Silence between the two again. Yes, the two did forgive and forget, but something was still bothering Matthew and Tip noticed it. He just hoped he wasn't involved in it in any form whatsoever. Eventually, they reached their destination, but Miles wasn't there. He must have already left, so the two stood on the machine and teleported to the Mystic Ruins.

They two reappeared at the entrance of a dark tunnel in the Mystic Ruins.

"Well, here we are." Matthew said with a large cheesy grin on his face.

"Yeah, but where's Miles?" The angel said, causing Matthew to realize that he was right. Miles wasn't anywhere in sight. "He wasn't at the base, so he should b-" Footsteps. Very loud footsteps I might add. The two instinctively unsheathed their blades and turned the the direction of the sound. In a matter of seconds, Miles appeared right in front of them, carrying a gust of wind that hit the two sword wielders hard. When Miles saw the two, he looked upset.

"Damn!" He cursed. "I knew I should have taken that left turn at Albuquerque." Matthew giggled while Tip just stared at him.

"You ran from Brazil all the way to the Mystic Ruins in seconds... Just how fast are you?" A smirk appeared on his face.

"Fastest thing alive my friend." When he got a look at the cave, he let out a whistle. "Wow... pretty dark in there... and we didn't bring lanterns." Matthew scratched the back of his head.

"That could be a problem..." He said.

"No need to worry." Tip said, taking Matthew out of his concentration. He took a few steps into the cave, illuminating the entrance. "As an angel, I produce my own artificial light. Navigating dark places should be much simpler like this." Miles smirked once again.

"Awesome!" He exclaimed in relief. "If all goes well, we should be finished by lunch."

"It's 3:00 PM."

"Dinner than."

"Lead the way Tip!" Matthew commanded as they ventured within the cave, unaware of the pair of violet eyes glaring at them, watching their every move.

*Snore*

Matthew: Is he still asleep?

Deryk: I'm just surprised he was able to write this so fast.

Matthew: Oh, he's been writing in his notebook at school. He finished this chapter in four days.

Deryk: And you know this how?

Matthew: I hid a camera in his school uniform.

Deryk: You what!? You can't just-

Matthew: You should've seen him playing basketball. It was hilarious! *Shows Video*

Deryk: *Watches*...Okay, send me the video and my lips are sealed.

Matthew: Done! Don't forget to review people... no seriously, review. Otherwise Deryk will find you and kill you in your sleep!

Deryk: No I won't.

Matthew: Why not?

Deryk: Assassination is a job for ninjas... I am a Samurai.

Matthew: Uh... yeah. Good luck with that.

Ugh... What did I miss?