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"We have an excited crowd gathered here outside the Central 41 Museum of Art! Everyone is impatiently waiting for the appearance of the return of the would be thief known only as Loser!" A voice can be heard through the speakers.
From on top of a building in the middle of a neon bright city, the people are waiting with white doves flying above. From above, three figures look on downward. A crowd of people cheering. With golden masks and plushies of a man wearing a golden mask. "LOSER LOSER LOSER!" Despite what is said, they are cheering for a man in the golden mask. "We love you Loser!" One of the kids cheered.
The three watches this adoration at work. "Wow..." One of them lets out. A voice of a youthful teenage girl. Wearing a black hood that covers her pale face.
"They're calling for your name, Papa. Can you hear it?" The smallest one in the group said. A young boy carrying a tablet showing a map with coordinates. Wearing a light blue sweater and jeans. With spiky black hair, and a cap on top.
The tallest one stands tall. "In that case...let's give them a show." A distorted voice came out. He throws his cloak away, revealing a regal European uniform, with a golden mask with a jade colored eyes, with pupils as sharp as knives. "You know what to do, Hood." The middle shaped hooded one nods. He then leaps into action.
Earlier this morning...
The blue haired Collector lays on his couch, reading a manga by himself. This time, one with a young team of monster hunters. "Hm..." He shows slight interest, but not too much that it gives him total investment. He checks on his phone, but it was still broken from last night. With a sigh he just puts it down and continues on his manga.
As he is relaxing, the newly appointed Collector Mira Yurizaki does some spring cleaning. Washing the windows of the house and even the garage. "Wash wash wash it off. Wash it till it shines. Cause cleaning is fun, makes me hum, my job is so fine!" She sings to herself as she looks at the shine of the car she is wiping with a rag. "Phew! All done!" All around her is a tidy and shining garage. Not like before when it was all dusty with some hints of rust. "I wonder though...why have this gas station when he isn't going to use it?"
"What...?" Mira turns around to see Minato back from his little break. "...is this?" The owner of this broken down gas station. At least less so thanks to the robots cleaning.
"Oh I did just a little spring cleaning. And I must say this place is filthy! You don't take care of it! Seriously, the dust is unbelievably dense here! Did you know that humans could only handle less than ten micrometers of dust particles before that get to the lungs? It's merely five micrometers but still..." Minato looks in blank deadpan of Mira going on a tangent over dust particles. "...its important because its not just your health we're talking about. Its mine and-"
He finally speaks. "Okay I get it. You can clean the place if you want to. I'm going back in."
Mira would flinch on his sudden lowkey outburst. "H-Hey! That's not the point I'm saying!" She tries to follow him.
Just then Minato checks on what looks like a newspaper, then found something interesting. He raises his finger in front of Mira, stopping her. "Hold that thought." He continues to look closely to what's said on the papers.
"Huh, a newspaper? Not your usual reading material." Minato then gives it to Mira, showing her the page he wants her to see. With a man in a mask. She then reads it. "Little is known about Loser. A mysterious thief that generally targets artwork. He broadcasts his thefts by hacking into communication devices. And while the public adores him, none of his heists were successful." Mira ponders about this. "Really...Oh! I get it now! That must be why he's called Loser!" She continues. "Due to this fact, some would believe the victims are working with Loser to stage these so called heists as a form of advertising." Her antenna moves in investment. "That's true! That would explain why he goes into the trouble of broadcasting everything. Still, if he doesn't exactly steal anything or hurt anybody, he isn't much of a criminal, is he?"
Minato then grabs the newspaper back. "You learn fast. Basically...I'm broke. And I..." He stops himself, not used to having a partner. "We...need to fix this. There is no doubt that Loser has some coils on him. Illegal ones at that. It says here is that Loser is making a comeback tonight. So that is when we try to check them out. I'll talk to Mary about this, in the meantime just follow my lead. Okay?" Mira eagerly nods, determined to do her best.
Later that night...
Mira and Minato make it to Central 41 Museum of Art with the Loser fans there. "Wow." Mira was amazed of the sight she is seeing. The museum and its glass diamond shaped structure on top of it. Including the amount of people gathered around. "Look at the size of this crowd! I never seen so many people in one place before!" She jumps in excitement, seeing how far this crowd goes. Minato notices Mira's childish reaction. It got him remembering that she's still a robot. Yet she acts like a little girl. It feels...strange. Mira would then notice there is also police guards surrounding the area. "There is a lot of police here. Are you going to help them?
Minato then replies. "Collectors don't exactly collaborate with the police. Besides, we're here for his coils, not Loser himself. Gotta remember that."
"Oh, of course." Mira would nod in acknowledgement, trying to get in Minato's good graces, seeing how he is her boss basically.
"Here." Minato reveals a blue bag he was carrying and gives it to Mira.
She carries it. "What's this?"
"Clothes. Mary wanted me to give it to you for tonight." Minato explained.
Mira likes what she hears. "Ooooh, what do they look like?"
"Lets go, we're wasting time." Minato would tell her. Mira smiles regardless as she gets changed in the bathroom. The one young collector wonders how she is even like this since most robots he knows in this city are as emotional as statues he sees everywhere. It comes to the point where he wonders how he even got himself into this. He then remembers the night before this. The one where he first met Mira. And who she was...
Last night...
"You're telling me you want to be a collector?" Mary asked as Mira was still bowing to her.
Mira raises her head up. "Yes."
"Why would you want to do that?" Koogari asked in confusion.
"Because it's exactly what my Father said." Mira replies. "When I die, follow the Illegal Coils. That's what he told me." She repeats her father's words."
Mary leans in closer, paying more attention to Mira's crucial explanation. "And by 'Father' you mean Dr. Yurizaki. Is that right?"
Mira looks down, still trying to bear the weight of sadness of her sudden situation. "Yes." He said if you see a pillar of light then I am no longer in this world..." Sadness is felt in her tone.
Everyone begins to understand. "So that light earlier today..." Mary said under her breath.
Minato's eyes slightly widened in realization. That bright light that overheated every coil in the area, blew a hole to a whole city block, and nearly overloaded his senses with images he didn't recognize, she tried to prevent that and save her 'father.' He can't help but feel regret for stopping her. He pulls himself together before anyone would notice.
"I can't bring him back, but I can follow his final instructions." Mira said with a hint of determination. "Please, if you give me the chance, please I have to find out what is it that he wanted me to find!" She begs to Mary.
As much as her begging is getting them to consider, Minato feels like she is better off with better help, knowing how dirty the Collector's job can be. So from the top of his head, he asks this. "Doesn't Yurizaki had like a wife or something? Surely she can help if..." Minato almost stuttered as he sees through Mira's sad eyes and looks down again.
"Somebody murdered her..."
This got everyone else on the room tense. Especially Minato. "What?"
"It was two years ago. It happened the same day I was born." She sadly pressed a button on one of her antennas as the screens above them begins to play a recording.
"Wow she's cool! Have you thought of a name yet Mommy?!" A little girl's face was shown on the screen, indicating this is Mira's point of view. Her memories.
"Actually I thought you could do that." A woman in black long hair and in her 40's said with a smile.
"Huh?!" The stoic collector's eyes widened in shock. He can't describe it but he seen this before.
"What the hell is going on?!" Mary shouts in outrage of this sudden development.
Koogari chuckles. "It seems our new friend hacked into this rooms system. He then notices Minato's breathing beginning to become jagged. "Hm?"
"I'll call her...Mira! It means future!"
"That sounds lovely!"
"I can't wait to show Daddy!" Seeing this, Minato's vision begins to blur. He remember seeing this. In a giant computer. Just then the door in the background slams open. "Huh?! Mommy?!"
Mira feels more sadness, knowing what happens next. "Who are you people?!" Everyone see's men in black with dark shades. "You can't just barge in here!" Minato's slowly begins to hyperventilate. Minato sees the men in black attack the two. His heart can't take seeing this. "Wait! What are you doing?!"
"AAAAAAAH!"
"STOP IT NOW!" Mira jolts, pausing the recording after hearing Mary's demand, then stops the feed. "That recording is something you can't just go around and showing people! It's dangerous, remember that."
Mira looks away in shame. "Okay, I'm sorry..."
The big boss looks to her tech guy. "Delete the log. I don't want any record of any of this. We didn't see anything. There wasn't any video. Understand?"
"Consider it done." Koogari starts doing his work. He would then notice Minato kneeling down, gripping on the bed Mira was laying in.
Mary takes notice of it. "I never seen you like this. Pull yourself together."
"That was...New Tesla..." Minato lets out of his breath. This got everyone's attention. Mira also wondered why this boy knew about her creators, or mother and sister in her case. "
"The people who killed the Doctor?" Mary asks, not believing that they would be responsible for this.
Minato would let out a sigh, calming down. "...yeah...'Ahem' I...seen those guys before...during training...I..." He would sit down on the bed with his hand on his head. "Damn it..." He felt pain in his head. Like a memory he completely repressed just popped out uninvited. Making it worse since he already had a different kind of headache minutes ago with that energy surge earlier.
Mary knows Minato wouldn't be the type to lie and was informed of his part of New Tesla before becoming an independent Collector. "If that's the case, then its even bigger than we thought. If those people were New Tesla, then the biggest corporation secretly killed the worlds greatest robot engineer and her young daughter. More than that, they killed the wife of Dr. Shido Yurizaki. The father of coils, and Tesla's own founder." Everyone remained silent of how serious this is. How this would break the world view as they know it. Imagine the press. The reactions. Mary then turns to look at Mira. "What I like to know is why the Doctor went into hiding and didn't make this public. And why he left behind this girl, and some cryptic last words."
The collector would also look at Mira's confused and naive eyes. He was reminded of her words back on the rooftop. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS FATHER!" It disturbed him. It sounded like Yurizaki planned this. He created some black hole to destroy only a city block and killed himself. There must be more. Of course New Tesla would cover this up. With this guys hate, he must be planning something, and is using Mira for it without her knowledge. It sounds sick. And yet...
"Alright then." Mary suddenly spoke up, getting Minato's attention. "You get your wish girl, I'll put you to work." Mira smiled with happiness. "However..." She then frowns. "Minato will supervise you."
"Wait what?!" Minato was startled and confused by this decision.
"She'll chase after Illegal Coils whether we take her on or not." Mary explains. "Better to have her somewhere where we can watch her than have her running around on her own. You must know that once she gets caught it's all over for us. We can play innocent we want, but our lives won't be worth a damn." Minato grits in anger. Knowing how right she is. New Tesla would kill innocent families if it means obtaining their status. He would know, he just saw it.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Mira would lighten up the mood with her happy response. Her antenna would move up, express her elation. "I promise I won't let you down!" The Wild Card collector was surprised to see how happy and chipper she is acting. After everything, he would expect her to be a bit more hostile or cynical since he was the one who stopped her from saving her father. Just who is this girl?
Koogari would laugh at this. "Ha ha ha! Well look at the bright side. You seem to get along with robots just fine Minato my man!" Mira wondered what he meant by that.
Not taking his joking, Minato just groans and walks off. But Mary wouldn't have him leave just yet. "Hold it, aren't you forgetting something?"
Minato turns around to see Mary means the innocent looking Mira and sighs. "Why me though...?" He prefers to live alone, and anyone living with him complicates his easy routine.
"You're the one who brought her. I'd say that makes her your responsibility." Mary answers. She lets out a smile, knowing Minato has some work cut out for him. But this could bring interesting results if they can work together. "You kids have fun now."
Present Day...
Minato can't help but sigh to this. He is stuck with a robot girl who acts more human than she should. She is undeniably tough though, judging from their little scuffle last night. Minato can't help but think about how this could go wrong. Worst case scenario, she figures out the full context of him being a part of New Tesla while they killed her family, wants revenge and kills him for that and stopping her from saving her father. But he recalls how she acts like a little girl sometimes, just learning the world through innocent eyes. But it must be a facade. Or she would learn how to hate.
"Okay I'm ready!" Minato turns around to see Mira is now in new clothes. Wearing a small pink boots. Tight stockings that covers all her legs. A red sweater and black gloves. A white vest over the red collared sweater. Along with the same blue bag that was given to her. And to end off, a puffy white hat to match the vest. "Well what do you think?" She optimistically asked. She is really loving this new look like any young girl would for new clothes. "Is this a good look for me?" She asks with the prettiest smile.
Suddenly blood can be felt rising in Minato's face as his face slightly reddens at the sight of this girls smile. He only turns around. "They're okay. We got a job to do." He walks off, really not wanting any kind of distraction when they got a job ahead.
Mira follows. "There's one thing though. I can't hide my tail. Is that gonna be a big problem?"
Minato gets slightly annoyed by her questions and just wants to get on with this. "You have to ask Mary after this."
As they walk through the crowd they notice the giant screen everyone is watching. A feed on a statue showing a demon in black on top of an angelic figure. It is explained by a small blonde man in a suit by the name Clement Vickas, along with two twin blonde ladies standing by his side. However, before he could say anymore of it going to auction, the feed gets cut off. Everyone stood there in suspense. Then suddenly the man in the golden mask appears on the screen, with everyone cheering. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen!"
"He's starting." Minato reminds Mira as they stop to watch the target.
Loser continues. "Tonight's target, is the statue, Angel's of Black and White Wings!"
The white coated guards of the museum looks around with guns in hand. They are prepared for Loser. At least they thought as pillars begin falling towards their areas. One of them opening, revealing the man of the hour. Loser bursts out with confetti, pigeons, and fireworks much to everyone's excitement.
As the guards and police rush to capture him, Mira and Minato notices the other pillars opening up. "So now that he's here, what do we do now?"
Minato looks around to see the pillars aren't doing much. "His jammers must reach 2 kilometers. Can you find any coils?"
"Sure. I can see through all kinds of official coils by a first gla-"
"Then I'm gonna have you handle finding Loser's machines. He must have his jammers somewhere." Minato then puts on his hood and pull up a mask to hide his identity. "I'll try to see if he has any on him."
Mira feels like he hasn't properly defined the plan. "Okay, so are you gonna tell me ho-" He then makes a dash towards the museum at the far side so no one would notice. "How am I supposed to do that exactly?" Mira hopelessly asks. One of the guards do take notice of this hooded figure. He tells him to stop as Minato uses his grappling hook to catch one of them and pull them on the ground, knocking him out, and kicking the second one out of the way while they are distracted. He would rush to the bridge until he shoots his grappling hook to latch on the roof and pull himself upward.
Loser takes notice of him as he glides through the water below the bridge. "Hm, he's fast, who is that guy?"
A far mile away to the city, the boy accompanying Loser previously responds to his question. "Hang on, I'll find out. I think he's a collector, so if I just extract his ID, then I should be able to-whoa hold it! I guess we can forget about an ID! This guy doesn't have a coil on him!"
"Not one? Really?" Loser expresses his own surprise.
The boy continues. "No, not one. He's like some relic or something. But he looks too young to rely on anything old school."
"I heard of this one collector simply known as the Wild Card from Central 41. Really good, but doesn't use coils. Relying on machines of pre-coil times. That must be him." Loser explains as he continues to move towards the museum.
"What now?"
"What do you think?" Loser reaches the entrance as white coat guards stand in his way, shooting mini-missiles from their sleeves. "Time for a real show!" Loser's hands begin glowing blue, stopping the tiny explosives dead on their tracks, then he spins around, blasting all of them in the air with the graphics of the screen presenting his move with large fonts of "8 HIT COMBO! PERFECT!" The crowd goes nuts at that. "I'm in the front gate!" He speeds through the building, the security torrents shoots sticky substances to trap him. "Leg boosts!" He floats above it and safely lands, continuing to skate through the hallways, seeing a shielded door. "Looks like the ways blocked."
"They're trying to steer you somewhere." The kid said.
Loser turns right before hitting the locked door. He dashes through to a dark hallway full of knights on the side. Only to be blocked by axes of the knight. "Intruder. Stop where you are." With Loser stopping, the helmets open up revealing laser gun, which Loser moves out of the red beams of light. One of the knights swings its axe, and Loser dodges its attacks. Eventually on top of them all, a vent gets kicked down as someone drops down right behind the masked man. The blue haired collector stands up his hand on his sword hilt. Both turn to see who is behind them.
"I suspect I could do a lot worse than to have someone like you fighting at my back Collector." Loser said in a chipper tone.
"Not exactly here for a team up. I'm hoping you can give your coils so I can be on my way." Minato said bluntly.
"And deprive my fans of the show their waiting for? I couldn't possibly do that." Loser playfully said. The knights then jump on the two, which both men ready themselves.
Outside, the crowd sees this on the screen. "Who is that other guy over there?" "Some kind of rival?" "Yeah! Go Loser!" "That guy's got nothing on you!" They cheer of the action they are seeing, except for Mira.
"Well, he maybe a bad thief, but he sure is popular." Mira refocuses, knowing she won't accomplish anything watching the show. "But that's enough gawking, I got a job to do." Despite how unspecific Minato's orders was, it is still clear enough that they are looking for something that's jamming all scanning tech. As hard as she can, Mira couldn't find any coil around. "No good. I can't do anything other than my optical senser. Probably because of Loser's fireworks." She can vaguely see glitters around, to Mira's guess is the thing that is jamming everything. "I need to find all the jamming devices in the two kilometer range. But how can I do that if I can't trace them or use my scanner?" She closes her eyes and thinks real hard on it. Scanning all kinds of solutions, until she opens her eyes with a gasp, finding her answer. "I just need a different perspective! I'll go somewhere else and try again. Some place high up where the fireworks won't interfere." She moves away from the crowd.
Loser dodges the automated knights axe and lasers. Minato would swiftly dodge them too, and retaliating back with his broadsword, easily slicing one's arms, and one's head. After stabbing one of them with his own hand, Loser speaks up. "You are so inhumanly fast, you barely need coils. A Wild Card as they say. Or should I say...Minato Arisato."
The young collector would raise his brow. "So you know me huh?" Minato likes to know how he does since not a lot of people does know him. After glaring at him, he throws his sword past him to hit the last robot knight down. Loser then runs off, with Minato following him, while ripping his sword off the deactivated robot.
Around the museum...
The buildings shine like jewelry as one black hooded sits on the edge of one of the building, with big headphones over her ears. Guitars and drums blasting through her senses, moving her head around enjoying herself. She was given a mission to watch the boy who is observing Loser. With nothing going on, she can't help but be lost in the breeze of night and the hustle and bustle of the big city. Sitting above all of it and rock playing through her brain, she could be do this all night.
Back at the streets, Mira leaps high through the city and lands on a car with her weight and force instantly activates the airbags, hitting both the driver and the front seater. "Oops I'm sorry!" Mira shouts, hanging on to her hat. She eventually lands on a moving train to relax. She feels slightly tired. She grabs her own coil on her chest and checks on it. "I don't feel like I jump as well as I used to. Maybe due to switching to a regular coil?" Commenting on how underpowered she feels since her loss of her old coil she had before it overheated. She feels the harsh wind, but stood up to see the tallest building she can find in the city. "That's a long way up. It should put me far away enough from any interference. Then I can get to work." With determination, she leaps out of the train and towards the many buildings that leads up to the tallest building.
Inside the museum...
Loser continues to rush through the hallways, only to stop so Minato can keep up. "I know plenty of things." He suddenly said. "For example, I know that a legendary special operations group known as Grendel fought at the last war. We live in an age of unmanned warfare, yet they were taught to fight with their body and mind. Real life superheroes trained to specifically to counter coil weapons." He walks closer to Minato. "The war came to an end and Grendel reportedly vanished. But you see. I know what really happened. I know about the final mission and why they disappeared."
Minato's eyes slightly widen, expressing slight surprise. "And how would a masked freak like you know all of this?" This guy is rubbing him the wrong way very fast. Not a good feeling when your secret life is known by some suspicious figure.
The one known as Loser scoffs. "Personal experience. I know how New Tesla operates. They hide any major accidents involving coils." Just then he places his hand on his mask. Minato watches him unmask and what he sees under the mask, made him gasp. His face is completely messed up, with the left side is torn flesh with the right burnt flesh. His lips is almost completely gone, exposing his teeth. "Hideous, isn't it? I lost my face, arms and legs. But worse than that, I lost my wife." This would shake Minato a bit, seeing this charismatic person turned out to be all kinds of damaged. By some mistake New Tesla covered up. And most of all, Grendel was involved.
The drone cameras that is spectating Loser and unable to see his face, much to the crowds confusion. "Loser never took off his mask before..." "Let us see!" "Can anyone hear what he is saying?"
Loser puts his mask back. "Get out of here Wild Card. The ones who killed my wife will pay. One way or another, the truth shall be brought to light." He declared dramatically.
Minato has many questions at this point. "The truth...?" The way he mentioned about the truth has him thinking. What kind of truth? He already knows New Tesla hides many things. And he seen the worst ones. But what other dark secret can they be hiding? Does he want to find out? Does this need to be brought to light...?
"Police!" "Don't move!" Just then officers carrying riot shields show up on the room.
Minato almost panics. "Tch! Picked a good time to actually do your job!" He said with snark. Before he could turn back to Loser, he throws a smoke bomb to make a fast escape. "kuff! Son of a-" Minato coughs out before the armored policemen approaches him.
"Turn around slowly and hands where I can see them." One of them demands. Minato reluctantly raises his hands, not wanting to leave just yet, knowing Loser is still here. Just then security doors slams down in between Minato and the officers. The collector stood there in confusion. He then looks up to see the cameras, knowing what is going on judging from the looks of this sudden act. The man in charge of this museum is locking down this whole place.
Meanwhile...
"I'm sorry sir, but why are you locking out the police?" One of the guards say to the host of the museum, Clement.
"I don't want anyone seeing what I'm about to do." He replies in a desperate tone.
"But sir..."
"ENOUGH!" The host shouts. "My reputation is at stake here!" He clenches his fist hard. "I refuse to be Loser's first successful heist! It would ruin me!" He is dead set to end Loser here and now.
Back with Minato...
The collector walks through the hallway, feeling a bit more relaxed now after the gymnastics he had to pull off for the past minutes. With peace of mind for the moment, he ponders Loser's intentions. "So this guy wants revenge, yet he steals art? Something doesn't add up." He looks over a turn, and notices a huge hole on the ground. He rushes in to see it up close. Then he thought of something. "All of this show boding must be an act. But what is he really after?" Curious, he jumps down the hole. A fall he immediately could tell would kill a normal person. Being safe not to sprain an ankle, he uses his grappling hook to hit the side. With its lengthy reach, he continues to go down.
Downward, Loser already lands on the ground. With the drones following. They move towards the artwork mentioned earlier. The Angel's of White and Black Wings. The drones scan it. "It's faint, but I'm getting a positive signal. The boy said through the comms. "It's one of the numbers." Then he gasps. "Papa look out!"
Then the masked man turns to see one of the female bodyguard dive in for a kick, which he barely dodges. The other one grabbed the drones and smashes them together, breaking the cameras. Panicking the boy and disappointing the crowd outside. "I'm afraid we're gonna have to shut down your little show tonight Loser. What I'm about to do isn't suitable for television." The host enters the room with a cocky smirk. "Shall we get on with it?"
Loser would muse about his helping hands. "It doesn't seem these lovely ladies are being powered by legal coils either." He holds onto his bleeding, still flesh arm. What little flesh he has at least. "Tell me Clement, what do you know about Numbers?"
The host is confused by this. "What are you talking about? Is this some kind of joke?" Trying to hide how nervous he is through this whole thing, unaware of his sweating face showing it all.
Loser continues. "It was a stupid question. Obviously you don't know anything about coils. Look at their chests."
"Wha?!" The host looks carefully to see their chests where their coils are inside are blinking red.
"I can tell this isn't a mod you gave for Illegal Coils." He turns around to see the giant hole he made. "Isn't that right? Wild Card?"
Just then Minato lands into the scene, with eyes flashing past the dark shadow of his hood. "I'm still new to this, but I heard horror stories about that red glow. And how much they cost for payment." He grips his hilt, ready to pry them open.
The host panics. "Ah! Well don't just stand there!" He points to the young collector. "Kill him! Protect me!"
The blonde lady slowly turns with a loud revving sound around her neck. "As you wish. Master." Her eyes are completely lifeless. Then the twin bots move together and leaps to dive kick on Minato. He swings his sword, as both metal legs and sword blade close with a large KLANK!
He overpowers them as they are sent flying back. He shoots his grappling hook on them. One of them grabs it, attending to pull him towards them. However, he lets it happen as everything goes into slow motion for him, he lets the force of her pull propel him towards one of them, and he swings his sword towards her chest, slashing it. Before the other one could react, he does the same to her. Once everything turns back to normal speed, it was like he sliced both of them at the same time, despite how impossible it looked and felt.
Their coils sparks out as their unfeeling eyes begin to lose what little light they have and they both fall down with a loud clunk of metal. The host couldn't believe what he was seeing as he walks towards them and falls to his knees. "No...my robots...my precious robots...defeated so easily..."
Minato walks up to one of them to see he managed to slash half of it, and not the core. He knows the ins and outs of coils to know what not to do with it to make things less messy. Not easy carrying a broadsword such as his, but he managed well with it so far. As he checks his prize, Loser opens up the glass protection of the statue. But instead of taking it, he presses a hidden button where the black angel pushes onto the white angel until it reveals a hidden coil on it. But its shape was a bit more smaller and had numbers 007. "So you're after that?"
"I seek the numbers. If you wish to understand, then you will. Eventually." Loser said softly.
The young collector would turn to him, rather interested of all of this, if not a little indifferent being teased with more riddles. "Well I know what your after. But what are you gonna do with those 'Numbers?' I doubt its to sell them off to eBay." Minato has a sneaking feeling he might be dangerous with how he is pretty determined for revenge. And if its against the New Tesla...
Just then they hear a knock on the steel locked door. "This is the police! Open up Clement!"
"No! They're gonna find out I been using illegal coils!" The host panics. "I have to get them off and hide them somewhere. If the police sees this then that's it for me!" However, he pulled something that made it spark. "Gah!"
Minato now panics, seeing him poorly handling the already overheating machine. "Don't do that idiot!"
"Maaassss...TEEEEEEEER." The robot's eyes widen as power begins to surge from the coils on their chests. Beginning to glow bright red, as everyone on the room watches in shock.
Back outside, the boy begins to shout at his own transmit communicator. "Papa! Come on! Say something!" No response. "Huh...what now? I can restart the program. Maybe that will help." As he does so, he notices something wrong. "Hold on. Why are all the jammers on one spot?"
Just then his tablet screen cuts to a familiar green eyed face. "I can explain that for you." The boy gasps. "It wasn't easy, I'm pretty sure I caught all of them. See?" A young girl walks in with two pigeons on her head and her hat carrying three more.
The young operator of Loser turns around in surprised. "What the?!" Mira reveals herself as the one who captured said jammers. The young capped boy takes notice of Mira's antennas on her head. "Whoa! You're a robot!"
"Oh no, I'm not a robot!" Mira said, keeping an innocent smile, and her antenna's moving uncontrollably. "I'm uh...really a collector..." She tries her best to keep up her facade, although if there is one big flaw she has to admit to herself is she is a terrible liar. "Yep! That's me! Ha ha!"
The young youth is not exactly buying it. "You have antenna."
"Oh these?! They're not antenna! They're...hairpins! Yeah! They're on the big side, I know." She nervously laughs. Not exactly convincing for the young operator. But Mira gets serious. "Anyways, I'm really impressed. You did a good job at these." She reveals coils on the birds necks. "They were pigeons everywhere. So you can plant your devices on a real flock without anyone noticing."
"But how did you figure it out?! Those birds look exactly like the real thing!"
Mira smiles with pride. "Not to sound immodest, but I have a little talent with manipulating coils. I admit I didn't see them at first, but as I kept watching, I noticed there were some that kept flying back on the same positions."
The boy was shocked. "Impossible. Nobody in the world could do that!"
"Not impossible, just difficult. Anyway, once I pinpointed the pigeons, I use surveillance camera logs to determine where they were flying from and that's what brought me to this place." Mira said with pride.
After hearing this, the young inventor of these jammers begins to accept her theories and admit her talents. "Amazing...are you sure you're a human?"
Mira shows slight irritation on that question. "Yes. Of course I am. How many times do I have to say it?" Although she knows she is artificial, she often wishes no one would mention it. Wishing she was normal like a human.
"Then get out of here Collector!" The boy would refocus back to something more important to him, startling Mira. "Well I mean you got what you wanted. So go on! I don't have time for this!" He goes back to his tablet and tries to find anything to figure out what is going on with his father. Just then Mira gasps as she rushes past the boy to get a better look at the museum. "Hey! What are you up to now?!"
Mira looks at it, with nothing particularly wrong with it. But she can feel it. Something is stirring inside. Something powerful, chaotic, and dangerous. "It's...a dimensional collapse..." She is fearing something terribly wrong happened in there.
Minato has seen plenty of things in his short time on Central 41, among other places. But this one takes the cake on weirdest shit he seen. As a red flash of sharp looking energy comes out of the robots he defeated. Like a deathly flame breaking reality before his eyes. The female robots begin to distort as the red energy tears them apart, but also reproduce pieces of them in a chaotic pattern. "MASSSTERRMASSSTERRMASSSTERRMASSSTERR"
The repeat their calls for their masters as Minato and Clement watch in shock and revolt as the robots beauty begins to distort into something completely nonhuman. "Is this what Albert mentioned about dimensions overflowing?!"
Loser takes what he needs and make a break for it. Goodbye for now, if you survive this, we will meet again!"
Minato turns around to see he is already gone. Before he could curse him out, he hears the host screaming in terror as he notices the bodies that used to be his bodyguards are now a red pool of energy full of multiple body parts. "Tch!" He tries to pull him off the ground. "We need to get out of here!"
"MASSSTERRMASSSTERRMASSSTERRMASSSTERR"
The cloned faces looks straight towards Clement, having a big desire to have him. Whether for desire, or hate, or just wanting to take human flesh, it would produce a hand to grab him. They quickly grab his leg before he could run away. Their flesh hands torn into metallic skeleton. Clement screams in terror. Minato couldn't pull him out and with little options let him go. "Well I tried!" He quickly runs off.
"NO!DON'TGO!WAAAAAGGGHGHENRKESNJF" The human body begins to distort viciously as the hands on his face tears his face in half.
Outside...
The diamond glass structure on top of the museum then suddenly shatters, with its power going out following that. "What the hell happened?" One of the police outside said in confusion. The crowd of Loser fans stood there unsure what just happened.
The boy checks closely to see that event happening. "What was that explosion?!"
"A dimension...collapsing..." Mira murmured. It was as frightening as it sounded when she was taught it by her father. Just then something cloaked dived down. "Huh?!" She jumps back to avoid what looks like a scythe. A hooded figure in jet black dress with Loser's face as an amulet on her waist, and glowing silver eyes under a dark hood covering most of her face. She spins her scythe around and then slams the blade down to point at the startled Mira. "What the...?"
The hooded assailant raises her hand in defense for the boy. "Don't worry Ellie! I'll protect you!"
Mira jolts for a bit. "Ellie...?" The collector robot thinks to herself. "Isn't that a girls name?"
The boy then grits in anger. "Hood! You're not supposed to say my name! You're blowing my cover!"
The young Hood would then realize her mistake. "Huh? Oh! I'm sorry Ellie!"
"You did it again!" Just then everyone noticed another person fly by. It was Loser, as he lands towards the railings behind the kid and protector. "You're okay!"
"You had us worried there!" Hood mentioned as she also heard the explosion as well.
Loser looks to his team. "Lets go home..." Sounding exhausted.
"What about Minato?" Mira suddenly said to them as they turn to her. "There was someone out there who followed you. Did he make it out?" Expressing worry for her partner.
The emerald eyes of Loser glares at Mira. "At least he has a good partner as well..." His voice beginning to calm. "He's young. But I can tell he won't die that easily." This eases Mira.
Back inside...
Minato stood up with his hood flipped off, revealing his blue hair, seeing that everything is foggy and full of debris. He looks back to see an abominable image. "Oh man..." Many body parts amalgamated into a huge wall of red flesh, arms, legs, chests, eyes, all coming from the two blonde robots, and Clement Vickas himself.
Half of his face on top of this living breathing nightmare. "W-What happened to me? I don't understand. I just tired to get the coils out. What happened to me?" One of his many faces only managed to speak up.
"Ugh...you don't want to know. Let's you won't be able to get a date for awhile..." It was the least gruesome way he can put it, as his hand covers his mouth. He could have sworn his lunch was just about to go up his mouth.
But then looks to see men in white armored suits and dome helmets. "We're with the D.A.B! Don't move!"
Minato grits in anger, seeing them. But what really makes him mad is seeing the same blonde man leading them. "The dematerialization of Dimension W. That's something you want to see only once." Albert walks past his former pupil. "Hey Minato. You look good on the big screen."
The blue haired Wild Card hissed. "I was hoping not to see you here."
Ignoring his comment, Albert explains. "This is a Class-C accident. It'll take five days or so to investigate the dimensional damage. Eight months give or take to repair it. However, New Tesla promised mankind eternal light. And we'll keep that promise." He said in a serious manner, reminding Minato why they do what they do. But it didn't make Minato less mad at him. "This incident won't be made public. I'd hope by coming here I'd meet the infamous Loser. Too bad." He said with a smile.
Minato's eyes twitch as he turns around to leave. Shoving one of the guards. They would grab his arm, and lock it on his back. "Know your place you br-UGH!" His sword stabbed through his foot, letting him go. The Wild Card spins his sword back to his hilt and takes his leave. "Why you!"
"Let him go." Albert orders his man, which is obviously not happy with it. He would frown, seeing that he is still not shaking. "When will you see things the way they are...Minato?"
Back outside...
Loser stands in deep thought. The boy notices his dismissive nature. "Papa? Are you okay? You did have the coil right?"
The man recalls a minute ago. As he was escaping through the hallways, the whole floor began shaking along with the ceiling. He didn't expect this distortion to be this bad. Just then a portal opens as the coil suddenly slip his hands. "NO!" He tries to reach it, only for it to be lost in his sights. Without any choice, he escapes before the place collapses. Back in the present, he tries to move on from that failure. "Lets go..." He passively said.
"Can you wait for a second?!" Mira gets all their attention. "There's something I need to ask you! Do you know who is making Illegal Coils or where they are being manufactured?" She continues, desperate for answers. "You must know something! Even if its not much, please tell me! It's very important!"
The one named Loser doesn't wait long to answer her question. "I cannot help you. What your asking is forbidden knowledge in the underworld. But I can tell you this..." His fist clenches hard. Despite this setback, he is not giving up. No matter what. "I will have my revenge..." He sways his cape up as all three vanish. Leaving only black rose pedals behind.
In a lone primitive road in the middle of a forest, the same portal would open up, with the 007 Numbered Coil falls in the middle of it. Eventually a carriage strolls in. "Stop!" The horses halts in command. The one who said that steps off of the carriage and slowly walks to the coil. She picks up the coil with her green robot bulky prosthetic arm, revealing a short white haired woman. With a right sky blue eye, with the left covered by an eyepatch. She wonders to herself, what in the world is this?
To be continued...
Hope you liked this one. Been busy lately and I'm hoping to do better with the timing of these chapters. Doesn't help that they are longer than the old ones. I am hoping to making them more well made. Well I'm working my way to the rest of this.