Of Spare Parts (and their echoes)

by Faulty Paragon

2B and 9S, on a journey to find meaning in a world which no longer holds purpose, told in alphabetized snapshots. Post-game, spoiler heavy.

16. Chapter 16

Of Spare Parts (and their echoes)

[p]lanetary

The missions on Earth's surface, flights from the Bunker to endless barrages of bullets below the atmosphere's entry point… 2B's eyes had always been directed downwards, towards the battle, towards despair.

She lies on her back, a grassy knoll cushioning her head, 9S's warmth (merely his core, but that physical form was precious- no longer replaceable) by her side.

Eyes tilt upwards. Stars break through the clouds.

The slight pinpoints of light which fight through the haze of pollution are survivors. Those lights shine, somewhere far, far away.

It is times like these when 2B really, truly understands why humanity wanted this planet back.