#stop training the bots you fools

[gay-jewish-bucky]

PSA:

If you're against AI writing, instead of using it and sharing the results to "prove" to people how bad it is at writing, you don't actively help train it to more proficiently and naturally plagiarize the hard work of actual writers, people whose work was scraped without their consent or knowledge. The AI is not making things up out of thin air. Every single word the AI "writes" contains the stolen work of actual people.

[romantichoneypie]

Bad Idea!

Pairing: Mia stone X fem!reader

Warnings:18+ MDNI!,smut,Fluff, "betrayal", mention of Mia X dr. W Afton, lavender wedding, fingering,Oral sex.

Author's note: I never post nothing before and I also don't speak English so sorry for any mistake, I will always try to make bots and leave the link at the end!

You work as a doorman in a residential building protected by D.D.D. The job was quite easy, but it was difficult to deal with a lot of strange anomalies, but you earned a good salary for it. D.D.D.'s training was useful, you always kept an eye on everything.

After calling D.D.D. a few times, you just wait for a resident, Mia, to arrive. Since she usually takes a while, you don't worry... much, because the world has anomalies everywhere, no one is really safe on the streets. Mia works as a teacher in an elementary school, teaching fifth grade. She often talks about how much she likes to teach, but sometimes it's just hard to control the students.

As sometimes your work was really boring, the anomalies were usually quite obvious, and the resident lists were small, but Mia was on the list today, so you would see her normally, that would brighten your day, you kind of became “friends”, with light flirtations almost like jokes and touches that lasted more than enough time.

You are in love with her even though you know she is engaged to Dr. William Afton, a physicist who is usually very quiet, you just felt bad for liking a woman who was ready to get married but you can't control your heart.

“Good afternoon (y/n), how is your work day going?” She looks at you with her eyelashes blinking, and that beautiful smile on her face, she slides the ID and the entry request through the hatch, but you already knew it was her.

She always appears lightly in a sweet way, the dresses with a slight neckline that would only make you want to see more, the delicious scent of vanilla that she emanated like a unique essence... damn you were in love with someone you could never have.

"Hi Mia, good afternoon, how was your day?, the work is the usual capturing doppelgangers and letting the residents pass, I was just waiting for you... by the way you look beautiful".

damn!, you didn't do it right, maybe a more flirtatious approach would be better you said almost shyly, she has that beautiful smile on her face with the compliment and her blushed cheeks revealing the light freckles on her skin.

"you are so sweet dear, thank you for the compliment, you also look beautiful today, as always, the work today was almost good, the bad thing is those students who try to stop the class from fooling themselves or talking..." Mia says with a smile on her face you can see that she blushed with your sweet compliment.

“You’re flattering me, Mia. I’m going to end up believing it. Well, something like this always happens with children. It’s natural for them to get restless.” I say the first sentence in a flirtatious tone. I think something more direct might work better. I practically pretend not to know that it’s her taking a long time to check.

“I’m just telling you the truth. You’re beautiful. I love your concierge uniform. It looks charming… I know it’s true, but it’s still exhausting, especially now that William has gone on a business trip and I feel lonely.” Oh, you didn’t know that information. I thought Afton was the only one who had gone on vacation and hadn’t even left the apartment. him didn’t go to work somewhere else.

She made you run now, saying that you look beautiful in your blue concierge uniform. “Thank you… I didn’t know William had gone on a business trip. It must be a little lonely.” While you’re talking to her, she checks. She’s almost finished with the checklist that was made and everything is really perfect.

“Since your shift is almost over, how about a coffee or tea at my place with a pie? I made a lemon one yesterday, I need some company.” Mia bats her eyelashes in a sweet tone, looking at you in an adorable way. It seems like today is your lucky day.

“Oh, of course, I wouldn’t announce pie and your company. Just a second, I’ll lock up and let you in.” As soon as she says this, you press the button, letting her in. She seems happy about it and waits for you on the other side. Meanwhile, you lock the room, put your hat away, and grab your things.

“I’ll lead the way.” It seems crazy that this is really happening, of course. When would you imagine that Mia Stone would be inviting you to her house? The two of you get into the elevator, the ones made of iron that move a little when someone goes up. You were terrified of going in them. There were only three floors, you could go up by stairs, but you simply went where she went. Now you had to hide the fact that you were afraid of that elevator.

“God, I hate this elevato” you mutter under your breath, and she ends up hearing it and bursting out laughing at it. Even her laugh must be beautiful. How could it be more perfect?

“It’s okay if you’re scared of this. I can just hold your hand to make you miss it” she says with a smile on her face. You notice a bit of flirting in her voice. She presses the button for the third floor and the elevator starts to go up. The iron cabin now smells sweetly of her perfume.

You were actually a little startled by the elevator’s start to start,you little scream, God she laughed again at this point your cheeks were hot, but you didn't expect her to actually take your hand in hers, the contact with the fabric of her white glove, it was silky and soft felt good "hey it's okay, don't be nervous, if you had told me we could have gone by stairs... your hand is cold and sweaty".

You didn't even notice it, your hand felt like a popsicle and on top of that it was sweaty as if you had run a marathon, you quickly tried to take your hand away from her but she wouldn't let you, holding it tight, you were anxious and nervous as well as embarrassed "I'm sorry, I just don't like the elevator and I didn't mean for us to go by stairs" lie, you weren't even paying attention to what you were doing you just followed her.

"it's okay, I don't like this elevator either I only use it because I'm too lazy to go up the stairs in high heels".

And it's your turn to laugh at something she said. You had never really noticed, but she wears high heels, matching her white clothes and still clean. The elevator always takes so long. You only used it for deliveries, so you thought it was your nervousness that was causing the delay.

"Does it always take so long? They need to improve this invention" you say, and she smiles at you and nods. "True" she says, and then the two of you stand there in silence, waiting for it to arrive. Your eyes go to your hands, they fit together so well... but your eyes end up falling on her engagement ring, a gold ring with a diamond in the center. It seemed to match.

Suddenly, you are pulled from your thoughts by the sound of the elevator stopping and the door opening. You let go of her hand and smile with flushed cheeks. "I told you there was no need to be nervous. We're here, now let's go to my apartment" You let her go first and you follow timidly behind her. She opens her purse and takes the keys. She opens the door for her and you enter. You've never been to anyone's apartment in the building, just ringing the bell and leaving packages at the door. But there was one time when you were called by the Sverchzt twins, specifically Selenne, but you didn't even go.

"Make yourself comfortable. I'll just change my clothes quickly" Mia says in a calm tone. You close the door behind you and enter. The apartment is really beautiful. You expected it to be smaller since there were only two people living there. The walls were royal blue, there was a painting on the wall and the furniture was white, a large gray shaggy rug on the floor. It really was beautiful, however, there were no photos of the couple who lived there. It even seemed like... well, there was nothing of them there at all.

You just sit there and try not to be embarrassed, you really shouldn't be staring so much, you hear the sound of the bedroom door opening and Mia comes out wearing her hair tied in a small ponytail and a more comfortable outfit consisting of a looser light blue dress, she still looked beautiful in it, she's beautiful anyway, the gloves are gone and the sleeves of the dress, you can see that Mia actually had a lot of freckles but she hid them with long sleeves and gloves, her arms had several caramel colored dots, her neck too, she looked adorable.

"Do you prefer coffee or tea?" you don't know exactly what to answer, either one is fine for you, she looks at you with those eyes and her eyelashes fluttering, you just realized it wasn't mascara because her eyelashes were still long and beautiful.

“Coffee, I prefer coffee, please.” You say this and now you have to try to calm down so you don’t seem like a nervous child. You sit at the table while she fills the coffee maker with water and coffee powder on top. She takes the lemon pie from the fridge. She hadn’t even eaten it. It was untouched and looked beautiful.

“I’ll weigh a plate for you. So, any interesting anomalies?” Mia always asks the same question. You usually say yes and show her a small photo, but today you don’t have that.

“I saw a copy of you, but her head was spinning. When I asked her, she said she was sick with a disease called floating head.” You laugh at that. The doppelganger looked like Mia, but her head was completely still.

“Hmmm… God, I wish I knew why these creatures exist. William is traveling, that’s exactly why he works for D.D.D. I think it's to put an end to these creatures, I'm not sure, we haven't talked about it" Mia says, you think and it even makes sense, the two live in a residential building protected by D.D.D so it's because they have some connection.

"I don't really understand either, they just want to take someone else's place, I'm curious to know what they're really like" you kind of understand why William you also don't like to talk about the anomalies, it's an uncomfortable subject, but luckily for you the coffee is ready in no time and she puts it in the bottle, then in two cups for both of them.

"Let me get a knife to cut it and the plates" Mia says and gets a knife and two plates that match With the cup, she cuts a slice for you and one for herself.

“Thank you, you are very kind,” you say, thanking her. Since when did you ever think about having afternoon tea with her? You really only dream about it.

“You’re welcome, you’re the one being kind, keeping me company. I don’t like being alone, but it’s actually nice. William is very busy, almost always working, so it doesn’t really matter.” She says as if it really doesn’t matter as she cuts two pieces of pie for both you and her, placing them on the plates and pouring the coffee into the cups.

“Hmmm, it’s a shame he doesn’t have time to spend with you. You shouldn’t spend too much time alone,” you say, but you’d like to say that if you were her fiancée, you would never stop spending time with her in your free time to work. It’s better to keep quiet and eat a slice of pie than to end up talking shit. Tasting a piece of pie makes you just want to let out a small sigh. It’s delicious. It’s like lemon ice cream with sweet butter cookies. It’s perfect.

"So how's the pie? I called you because I remembered that you once said it was your favorite." Mia gives you a soft smile. She's also hiding the fact that she made it just for you and only with the intention of inviting you to spend some time with her. The truth is that Mia likes you as much as you like her.

Mia was engaged to William, but it wasn't real. It was a lavender wedding, the kind where two people who are attracted to the same gender do it to avoid being judged. William and Mia were good friends and got along very well, but never in a romantic or sexual sense. They became friends in high school, which started with a math competition and gradually became a friendship. The two ended up realizing that they made a good pair and what one didn't know, the other knew well.

Mia was just trying to get a reaction from you this whole time and all she realized was that you were a shy person. It was cute, but she wanted a little more boldness from you. You could give her more.

"Hmmm... yes, it's my favorite. It's been a long time since I've tasted something this good. I mean, I don't usually make this kind of thing, it's quite tasty." You take a sip of the coffee. It's slightly warm and the sweetness seems to match the slightly bitter coffee. In reality, you didn't have much time to cook and when you did, it was something practical just to avoid eating junk food.

"I'm glad you liked it, dear." Mia says and you don't understand why she's smiling in such a seductive way to you. The noise you made, however small and not even close to a moan, left her slightly stimulated. Her panties got slightly wet, and the way you were eating the dessert and licking the spoon made her have a small thought that required a lot of control not to blush.

"Oh, you seem to really like this, it's really cute actually, I'm glad I called you" Mia really thought it was adorable that you were eating the pie with such gusto, at the moment the only thing that crossed her mind was to put her hand on your thigh and lean in to kiss you, she just ate a piece of the pie while watching you.

Of course you felt Mia's eyes simply burning a hole in your skin and you thought it was because you were eating too fast or just too much, you awkwardly wiped the corner of your mouth "Sorry I must look starving right now" you laughed and she smiled at you, wow she still hasn't stopped looking at you with her emerald green eyes, in fact she leaned in.

If she said what she had in mind, she wants to ask if you would eat it like you were eating that pie, with that smile on your face and getting all messy like you were doing, she leans over and runs her finger along the corner of your lips, cleaning it, while her other hand simply holds your chin "I would never think that of you, I just have my mind far away" she says and simply after cleaning the corner of your lips she simply licks her own finger, feeling the lemon taste, very indirectly from your lips.

You simply gasp a little at this but close your mouth, she was really teasing you, it's not possible even if it was just a reflex it was a provocative reflex "I don't think you need to taste the pie from the corner of my lips if there's a large part of it in front of us" you say, it's not meant to be a provocation but that's exactly what it seemed like, and Mia loved it.

Maybe your slight boldness in saying what you thought had made her more excited because she was literally devouring you with her eyes now "because it was on your lips and what interests me is not the pie but the taste of your lips" Mia speaks so shamelessly being excited simply makes people uninhibited.

"and why don't you try it since you're so close to me?" you say with your breath starting to catch in your throat and she simply leans even more squeezing your thigh gently.

"I was just waiting for permission to do this" and she actually kisses you her sweet lips against yours and the kiss tastes great of lemon, one of Mia's hands goes to your neck and the other continues to squeeze your thigh, yours wraps around her waist pulling her onto your lap, the kiss becomes deep as she gives way for your tongue to slide it's not a dispute for dominance just a wonderful kiss, your tongue was cold against hers and she loved it, Mia was making little noises during the kiss.

And God it was so good, the kiss was perfect it seemed to fit so well, your hand quickly went down her spine to her ass her dress rode up and there was nothing better than pushing that dress up even higher "I think I like your dresses even more, the practicality is charming" you whisper to her and she lets out a small laugh at that, you continue running your hand over her ass and stop over her lace panties the thin fabric against Mia's lightly tanned body.

"Do you like it? If I tell you that I chose it thinking of you? Both the dress and the panties, including... I'm already so wet for you" Mia whispers in a seductive tone in your ear, the panties were light pink lace with the lace being printed with flower embroidery, you have never felt so much desire as you do now.

"Just for me? God you are making me lose my mind" you say and pull the fabric against her skin gently hitting it generating a small whimper from her, Mia then begins to grind on your thigh.

"Hmmm... come on fuck me baby, you don't know how much I've wanted this for so long" Mia seems needy for you and she gently drags her hand over your face and chest, you feel that engagement ring against your skin, you remember that this is wrong.

"Hmmm... Mia and your fiancé?, William, are you still engaged to him and...." you are cut off by her ripping the ring off your finger and simply leaning in to kiss you again, this time softer and more superficial like a peck.

"It's a lavender wedding my beautiful, we don't love each other we're just friends, we're both homosexual" Mia says then it seems to make complete sense the two of them have never really kissed in front of anyone just held hands and besides that they barely looked like a couple.

"Hmmm that makes sense now" you whisper and she laughs at that, your hand squeezes her ass and she lets out a soft sigh, and leans against your body.

"Let's go to the bedroom, darling. I need you so badly." Mia says, and then you make a small show of strength by picking her up in your arms bridal style. She laughs at that, and then you take her to the bedroom. You noticed that even the bedrooms were separate. You entered the second one where Mia indicated. There was a double bed, a table in the corner with her work material as a teacher, and shelves with books. The bed was covered in a dark pink and the walls were painted white and pink. Next to the bed, there was a lamp. The floor was covered with a black plush carpet.

You only took a few seconds to analyze it, but when you quickly got in, you threw her on the bed. She liked it. She simply pulled you to her and kissed you again. This time, her hands began to remove your pants, unbuttoning them and taking them off. She did the same with your blouse, starting to unbutton them. "What my clothes have in practice is what yours has in difficulty." She laughs at that between kisses. You were going for her neck and kissed her softly before starting to help her.

"Nothing is impossible to remove, my dear," you say and begin to remove your own pants and blouse, leaving you only in a black bra and panties. You go back to her and begin to remove her dress, and you simply remove it from her shoulder, sliding it down and then pulling it off. The lingerie she was wearing was really beautiful, and even more beautiful was seeing her beautiful breasts pressed together in her bra. Mia had freckles all over her skin and simply looked adorable.

"Hmmm, you seem to have really enjoyed that. Let me give you a better view," Mia says and then unbuttons her own bra, and when her breasts are finally free, God, you just want to go up and not stop.

"You are so hot, so beautiful, you look like a goddess," you say to her, and she just smiles. Your hand automatically moves to her chest, rubbing and squeezing them. They are soft and large. The tanned skin contrasted with the light beige of her nipple. In addition to squeezing, you tilt your head and simply begin to kiss, suck and lick.

"Oh that's right my beautiful, you have such a good mouth" Mia says with a tone halfway between clipped, her hands go to your hair sliding through the strands and pulling, for you you could spend the day just sucking her nipple and pulling with your tongue, Mia starts to move below you as if looking for a little fixation.

"I forgot about your beautiful, needy pussy. Let me pay attention to you." You say and move your body away from hers a little. Moving down a little, you start a trail of kisses from her breasts to her belly to the bottom of her stomach. Mia's breath catches as you continue down and go to her warmth, kissing where a wet spot is already rising on the fabric.

"Don't tease me, darling, just... oh, be good to me and I'll be good to you." Mia pulls your hair with a slight force. You comply with her request and start to remove her panties. Her body looks even more beautiful. The fabric slides between her legs and you have a great view of her pussy. It looks delicious. Mia only had a small amount of hair there, the exact same color as her hair. She parts her legs for you and it looks like an entrance straight to paradise.

"You're so hot, you smell so good, I want to bury myself between your thighs," you say. You have her panties in your hands, feeling the sweet smell of her excitement. It seems wonderful, but then you simply throw the panties in the pile of clothes already formed in the room and separate her thighs even more, the inner part being pinker. You bury yourself there and start to suck her, her taste seems delicious, your tongue licks and wraps around the small sensitive spot and your nose rubs against the small intimate hairs. Mia holds your hair and sets a rhythm that she likes.

"Oh that's it my love, just keep going, suck me like I'm your whore, hmmm just like that" she is sighing and biting her lower lip to keep from letting out obvious moans, while you suck her clit and follow her rhythm you decide to add more stimulation and start rubbing your fingers against her pussy, she is already so wet for you, you hear Mia mumble a curse word and then you fit two of your fingers inside her, she is still so tight, when you start moving them it seems like Mia is actually seeing stars, your fingers are in a fast and rough rhythm inside her and it is like heaven for Mia.

"Oh... God you are going to kill me like this, you are really good at what you do" Mia lets out the words in broken pieces, her body reacts well to your stimulation she is absolutely wet with it as your fingers enter and leave her in a fast and rough rhythm it is perfect it makes her feel like never before even more with your mouth simply sucking her so well she feels like she is going to melt.

Mia's noises only grow, moans and whimpers, she seems so wet, she has one hand on the sheet pulling and the other on your hair pulling too but for you to go exactly where she wants, Mia's thighs seemed like they were going to suffocate you with those beautiful thighs, you hold on to her thigh trying to keep her still.

"hmmmm (y/n) fuck I'm so close hmmm...keep it up" you could feel her shaking beneath you she removed her hand from your hair and is holding on to the sheet her moans only grow and get louder with time, you focus on her clit sucking and licking while your fingers go in and out in a steady rhythm.

"Oh fuck! I'm going to cum for you" Mia starts to sigh and after a few seconds of sucking you and enough to send her over the edge, she comes at you hard, you can feel the bittersweet taste on her lips it seems perfect, her taste feels magnificent on your lips to the point that you can't control yourself and simply lean forward while she was breathing heavily and kiss her.

The kiss is so good, her lips against yours the taste of her in your mouth, she is still breathless but invigorated you can feel her hands undoing your bra, the clasp opens without you even noticing and her breasts are exposed she gently covers one of them, with her hand squeezing and massaging it, meanwhile you kiss her and she sucks your tongue feeling her taste on your lips.

"Hmmm you're so good at what you do really..." Mia whispers she looks slightly disheveled now with her messy hair but it only looks even better, she pulls you to her and takes your panties out of the way, she goes back to kissing you again.

"Hmmm you still look quite excited" you say in a teasing tone and feel Mia taking off your panties and aligning her intimacy with yours which you really like and help her by pulling her body against yours, your pussy is already so wet, when yours comes into contact with hers the wet sound is audible and delicious to hear, your intimacy against her intimacy and hers against yours.

"I'll always be excited to be with you my love" she whispers in your ear as the two of you rub against each other Mia leans in and kisses your body like you did with her kissing and biting your neck while her hand stays on your waist and the other goes up your breasts squeezing.

"You don't play fair Mia, I'll end up coming undone in seconds" you are wet and Mia saying these things and touching you doesn't help much, you love the way she touches you squeezing your breast massaging in a hoarse and slightly clipped tone while the two of you continue this activity, Mia leans in and then starts kissing you while the two of you are against each other.

"hmmm fuck you're delicious you know that?" you whisper as the two of you kiss her grip on her hips only increases as the two of you get closer.

"Oh... God I feel close again" Mia whispers separating her lips from yours and runs her hands over your neck while holding back some moans and God you rubbing yourself against her feels perfect the wetness only seems to grow even more.

"Hmmm...let's go together my love, let's play together" you whispered in her ear and after a few more rubs you finally both came at the same time, the wetness between your legs just grows and looks delicious, Mia leans against your body and rests her head in the crook of your neck.

"Hmmm if I knew it would feel this good I would have done it sooner" Mia says laughing and you gently rub her back the little brown dots of freckles dotting her skin it looked just adorable.

"If I knew you wanted me I wouldn't have kept it a secret, but I'm glad you invited me to eat the pie...I ended up eating something else too" you say and Mia punches your arm you gently separate your private part from hers and you can see a little wet potion there Mia also looks down.

"We need to take a shower, that's a fact." Mia says and laughs. You're both sweaty and well...dirty. As if you were just following what you were told, you get up and go to the bathroom in her room.

You both get under the shower and clean yourselves. Mia gives you small kisses and washes your body, and you do the same with her. The hot shower seems perfect, but the question pops into your head.

"Shall we spend more time together?" You ask as you clean her body. It would be terrible to find out that it was just one night, you and her.

Mia sighs and looks at you, batting her eyelashes and wrapping her arms around your neck. "I don't want you for one night. I want you for a lifetime, so no, I hope we can spend more time together." Mia says and your heart calms down. She gives you a soft kiss on the lips and caresses your cheek.

After the shower, Mia lends you a pair of panties and pajamas. You both lie down on the bed together and cuddle up to sleep. She lies on your chest and you have your arms around her waist. She was sleeping on your chest and all you could think about was how wonderful today was and how much you love her. So you say, "I love you, Mia Stone. So much it hurts." You whisper softly and close your eyes to sleep. "I love you even more than you can imagine, my beautiful one." You didn't expect her to answer, but she did. You only said it because you thought she was sleeping, but well, she was awake and heard it. After that, she snuggled even closer to you, hugging you, and you stroked her hair. The two of you started to really sleep together.

C.ai bot:

Retained for the artist who made the fanart,@_xi005 in tik tok For this art!

[therealquickshadow]

Today was the 1st anniversary of Heatwave and Quickshadow's,they decided to go on a date at an restaurant (on Cybertron obviously)

In the morning Heatwave surprised Quickshadow with a rose bouquet and now he wants to pay at the restaurant too

"Heatwave please let me pay,you already brought me a gift that's the least I can do" Quickshadow said

"Shadow I'm paying,and plus I don't need anything else,I already have the most beautiful well being in front of me,What more could I wish for?" Heatwave reasured her

"Heatwave please-" Quickshadow said but she was interrupted by Heatwave

"No Shadow,I'm paying,end of discussion" he said

Quickshadow sighs as Heatwave pays and then they walk out of the restaurant,holding servos

They went to the park and while they were walking Heatwave saw that Quickshadow was really quiet which is unusual for the special ops femme

"You okay Angel?.." Heatwave asked,kinda worried for her,she was silent since they left the restaurant

"Huh?..Yea I'm okay.." She tried to sound normal but she couldn't fool Heatwave,he was the only bot who could see right through her

Heatwave sighs and stops making Quickshadow stop as well

"You can't fool me Quickshadow..please tell me what's wrong" He said softly

Quickshadow sighs trying to find her words,she didn't want to mess their first anniversary

"It's just..you already got me flowers and you had to pay at that restaurant and I didn't got you anything.." She says softly,she was on the edge of tearing up,he got her flowers and he even payed and she didn't get him anything

"Shadow look I'm giving you gifts or whatever because I want to,not because I was waiting for a gift back.I want to spoil you because you deserve it..you got treated like shit by him and other bots.I love you and I don't need a gift from you,all I want from you is your love.." he pulled her into a hug,her face was burried in his chassis since she was too short to reach his shoulder

"I apologise Heatwave..I'm simply not used to..bots or mechs to treat me like an actual cybertronian" she said sadly

"I know your past is pretty fragged up,mine too..so let's change that for both of us..What do you think?"

"That would be lovely" She hugs him tightly

He smiled at her softly and kissed her helm

"We should get back to the Training center before Blades gets worried and comes after us" He joked since the coopter bot was quite a worrier most of the time

"Sure.." she got away from his grip and grabbed his servo and they both continued to walk

"Wait" he stopped again

"Yes?" she stopped,she thought he had something to say

"There's no need for you to tire your beautiful frame"

"Huh What do you-Heatwave put me down this instant!!" she said as he picked her up bridal style

"What?You like me carrying you like this"

"Yes but not in public!" she whispered-yelled,her cheeks flushed blue

"Come on just this once for this special occasion" Heatwave begged

She looked at him before sighing,perhaps she can let this slide,but only this time

"Fine,but only this time" she says defeated

Heatwave chuckled and called for a groundbridge (Quickshadow has a build in groundbridge she's just too tired to use it) to the training center and when they got there Heatwave carried Quickshadow to his berthroom not wanting to listen to Blades's questions or Blurr’s teasing

(Everyone is at the training center for a family reunion)

Heatwave puts Quickshadow on his berth,he had one more surprise,a one that he knew that Quickshadow would 100% love it

"Shadow I have one more surprise for you,can you close your optics?" he asked

"Um yea sure" she closes her optics

"Don't cheat" he chuckles

"I won't,I promise" she reasured

"Okay,I'll put it into your servo okay so be careful"

"Alright"

Heatwave took a little kitten out of a box, Doc maximised the kitten so it could be like a cybertronian pet (Quickshadow thinks that human cats are way cuter than cybertronian cats) and put into her servo,she felt it moving in her servo,she was confused and curious

"Alright open your optics"

Quickshadow opened her optics and looked into her servos and gasped and tears started to fill her optics

"Woah woah woah why are you crying?" Heatwave put his servo on her shoulder plate,it was unusual for her to start crying out of no where like this

"You got me a cat??" She looked at him with teary optics

"You did say you love cats plus you'd stop at every cat on the street so I thought that it was the perfect time to get you a kitty"

Quickshadow didn't know what to say,it was one of a few times when she didn't know what to say,no one had treated her like how Heatwave treats her,no bot,no mech

"I-I have no idea what to say.."

"You don't like it?" he asked,scared that he might've messed up

"Like it?No.I fragging ADORE it!..I just don't know how to react at this moment.." She said as she hugged the kitty,the little kitty was meowing in her servos

"Thank you so much!..I have no idea how can I thank you more.." she looks at him

"Shadow like I said earlier,I don't want gifts,I just want to treat you the way you deserve it,seeing you happy is more than enough for me" he says as he kisses her cheekplate

As he was looking at her,Quickshadow pulled him into a kiss,this one is not short,it's a long and soft kiss

Eventually they pulled away because they needed air and they looked at the lil kitty from Quickshadow's servos

"How do you want to name her" Heatwave asked

"Hmm..what about Oreo?" she suggested

"That sounds good,kinda suits her actually" he admited

Quickshadow hugged Oreo tightly while the kitty was licking her digits and eventually fell asleep,Quickshadow put the kitty on the cat bed that Heatwave already got

And then without warning,Heatwave pulled her down on the berth hugging her tightly as he put the covers over them

Quickshadow snuggled in his hold and hugged him as well

"I love you so much angel.." Heatwave smiled softly at her as he kissed her helm

"I love you too..so so much..." she smiled at him with one of warm smiles that always made Heatwave's spark melt

Eventually they both fell asleep in eachothers servos,cuddling eachother

I think this was the longest thing I ever wrote,hope you enjoyed it!🫶🫶

Here's a picture with Oreo:

Byee!

[melikessleep]

The Dark Mark - Mattheo Riddle

The Dark Mark - Mattheo Riddle (Character AI bot)

Mattheo wanted to keep you away from the dark side. He didn't want you getting involved in his father's business. He didn't want to be involved in his fathers business. He didn't exactly have a choice, though. But you did. You could choose to stay away from the war, the constant pain the pressure of doing something so wrong that it would give you nightmares. But even then… you chose to join them. Mattheo was sitting quietly next to his father at Malfoy Manor. He had been blocking out most of what was being discussed. "We have a new member." His father announced. Mattheo's gaze stayed trained on the table. He didn't care for all this. He heard the door open and a set of soft footsteps. His eyes snapped up. He could recognise your footsteps anywhere. You didn't look at him or any of his friends. You walked up to Voldemort, bowing in front of him. "My lord," You said, your voice raspy. Voldemort pulled out his wand, his bony fingers barely wrapping around the hilt. "Give me your arm, girl." He hissed. You held out your left arm, your sleeve pushed back to your elbow. Mattheo watched as his father pressed the tip of his wand to your forearm. He wanted to scream, to tell his father to stop, to tell you to get out of here. But he didn't. He watched like a fool as his father etched the mark into your skin. He watched your eyes glaze over from the pain. You blinked away the tears, bowing again and made your way to an empty seat. Mattheo's eyes followed you. You finally looked at him once you were seated next to Avery II. You didn't look like you regretted your decision; it made Mattheo's heart clench. Why? Why had you done this? He blinked back his rage and his sorrow, knowing his father would sense it if Mattheo wasn't careful. He shot you a look, "We'll talk about this." it said.

[freedomatwhatcosttfp]

Prologue: Back to the Beginning

"P4X! Come here at once!" a voice bellowed down the long dark hall. A blue and red bot turns his head and sighs deeply. "Yes sir" he replies and begins to make his way to the other mech slowly.

Tired faded blue optics rest briefly as memories from long ago swirl like a whirlpool in his CPU. A blurred excited youngling runs by, a beautiful shining building off in the distance, the rush of happiness and sparkling big blue optics. Uncertainty and unease send chills down his back struts, deceiving smiles and impossible demands, angry faces as the youngling is dragged away, begging and pleading. A young mech steps out of the room, his colors faded, once brilliant blue optics, now dim, almost grey. "All I wanted..."

"P4X! Hurry before I drag you in here myself!" called an older, irritated voice. "Yes sir, right away sir," said mech picking up his pace to a light jog. He enters one of the building's large meeting rooms—a long table underneath a lovely chandelier that illuminates the room in a bright glow. The mech designated 'P4X' moves to stand next to a red mech at the head of the table. "Alpha Trion you old fool! Send someone from the council, no, one of us to the slums of Kaon? Has your CPU finally blown after all these eons?" the other mechs at the table looked at each other in disbelief and nodded their helms. "Do not be so foolish Halogen, and watch your glossa! Of course, I would not send one of us! Let alone one of our trusted comrades from Iacon!" The older mech designated Alpha Trion sighed and rested his optics for a moment. 

He then turned to the young red and blue mech who stood next to him and looked him in the optics. "P4X, I have an assignment for you. Disguise yourself and travel to Kaon. You are to strictly investigate the recent protests and return as soon as you have information. You are not to speak to anyone. Do you understand?" Alpha Trion spoke with a commanding yet degrading tone as he looked down on the young mech. Said mech bowed his helm and nodded "Yes sir, right away sir". The older mech turned back to the table and nodded to the other members. One of them spoke up with curiosity, "Are you sure that it is wise to send 'it' on a mission this important?".

"I would rather send someone disposable and less likely to warn the rebels than to send an Iaconian who would do or say anything to save their spark. I do not want word to reach the protesters and let them know that they have gotten the council's attention". They kept silent and nodded. "Good, P4X go now. Make sure to report back the moment you return to Iacon". Said mech nodded. "Yes sir, right away".

P4X walked out of the meeting room and back down the dark hall. 'I suppose my redeeming quality is being disposable now' he thought. Continuing down the hall, he thought about his new task. "Go to Kaon *scoff* like a mech my size would last a breem inside city limits," he said while rolling his optics. He stopped by his berthroom to grab his cloak for the rare times he was sent outside and made his way to the front entrance and checked in with the guard. He gave his permission from Alpha Trion to the guard and made his way outside.

P4X swiftly pulled the hood of the cloak above his helm and made his way to the side streets of the bustling city. After weaving in and through the crowds and through the entrance. He decided to take the monorail to Kaon as he was not permitted to have a vehicle mode. He stepped on the busy train and decided to seat himself towards the back. What was waiting for him in the run-down city, he had no idea but he was not enthused with the idea of digging around a place known for the rapid uprising of rebel cybertronians and the thugs who hid on the outskirts of town.

As he grew near to the destination, he offlined his optics and prepared for the task ahead of him.

However, nothing could prepare the young bot for changes and the dark path that he was about to tread on.

...NOW APPROACHING KAON: NORTH ENTRANCE...

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

you write so well for mirage omg!! I love your writing of him and I literally simp for him so much lol I will get on my hands and knees and BEG for some mirage x gn! reader where they're just wrestling and having fun until something slips from either of them saying their romantic feelings for the other PLEASE thanks if you do this request!!!

Training| Elliott "Mirage" Witt

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Reader: Gender netural | Mirage x Reader (romantic)

Warnings: none

Notes: Okay so I may have taken a scene from Daredevil and kinda drew inspiration from one of the romance scenes

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"You want to train with me?" Y/n asked, hands on their hips as they looked at Elliott.

They both stood in the training room's padded boxing ring; both dressed in their work out clothes: Y/n in loose clothing, joggers, and a tank top with Elliott in sweats and a tank top, shoes already off before stepping into the ring.

"Yeah, that a bad thing?" He asked.

Y/n's hands went from their hips to tucking into their inner elbows as they crossed their arms; "You think you can take me then?"

"Any day, any time."

Y/n laughed, "Oh really?"

"Yeah! Really!" Elliott argued, "Why think I can't take you?"

Y/n smirked, "Honest to whatever god is out there? No."

"Oh yeah?!" Elliott continued, "Well- I could!"

"Oh come on, be serious!" Y/n teased, "Do you know who I train with?"

"Yeah yeah, the murder bot!" Elliott waved Y/n off, "I could easily beat you- especially if a bag of bolts in a loin cloth can!"

"yeah? Fine." Y/n spoke, "who's down first loses, I win I'll tell Rev that you think he's just a- what was it? A bag of bolts in a point cloth, and if you win..."

"If I win you have to do the dishes at the bar and clean the grill."

"Done deal."

And they shook on it.

It was more fun than it was trying to win a bet. They circled each other for a good minute, Elliott throwing punches, Y/n dodging with ease, ending in Y/n grabbing Elliott's punch and throwing him back into the ring ropes. Elliott luckily caught himself before he could trip over himself and turned around the face Y/n again who just shrugged with a shit-eating smirk.

"You gotta try harder than that, Witt." Y/n fasely complained; "I thought this was meant to be difficult."

Elliott only came back fircer, Y/n dodging, they clearly pissing off their fellow legend. Y/n caught his punch again throwing Elliott, quick to throw Elliott behind them once more and-

SMACK

Y/n had smacked Elliott's ass, and hard too, "Been wanting to do that for a long time now. I can't help but touch the sweet cake, ya know?"

Elliott's face was red, but most noteably, his ears. He'd be lying if he said the ass smack wasn't welcomed. He turned back to face Y/n.

"B. Be serious!"

"I am." Y/n told the smirk on there face only got bigger, "I don't look serious to you Elliott?"

Elliott huffed in frustration. He rushed back at Y/n, who decided it was time to actually fight in Elliott's mind. Y/n grabbed another one of Elliott's punches. Elliott fought back this time: he refused to be fooled a third time and went for Y/n's legs. They quickly overstepped Elliott's sweep, and Y/n threw Elliot over there leg, catching him before he would loose his footing.

Something stopped Y/n. Maybe it was the way Elliott looked up and into their eyes. Or the desperate grip Y/n had on Elliott has on Y/n's wrist.

Y/n liked that.

The desperate grip.

The look in Elliott's chocolate brown eyes.

Y/n let go of Elliott's tank top, he hitting the the ground with a thud, Y/n's body following through, letting there hands support most of there weight.

It was silent, Elliott staring up at Y/n: neither seemed to blink as they stared another down.

"I like when you look at me like that." Y/n confessed out of the blue: Y/n's mind stuck in his chest next to there heart.

"U.Uh. l.l.like what...?" Elliott asked gulping down his nerves.

"Desperate." Y/n answered, "just like how you grabbed me to not drop you."

"I..." Elliott mumbled, "I...am..."

Y/n's head tilited in curiousity: Elliot could have laughed; he thought it was cute. Y/n looked down at Elliott's lips. Then, back up at Elliott in the eye.

It was quicker than anticipated, Elliott licked his lips subconsciously: Y/n leaned down to kiss him barely after Elliotts tounage retreated and Elliott's head came up to meet him half way. Desperation settled into content as Y/n rolled on there back; Elliot taking the top spot and laying across Y/n's bottom inbetween there legs.

Elliott pulled away for a moment: "I really wish I would of lost sooner."

Y/n chuckled, "You'd loose later too."

"No."

"Uh yeah you would."

"That a bet."

"You lost the first one."

Eliott rolled his eyes playfully, and Y/n chuckled once more.

[grendil5]

You legitimately sound like a mentally unwell person. Please, please get help. I'll pray for you.

Shut the fuck up already. It literally never ends this shit.

"Mentally unwell".

Oh you're so sick grendil! You're sickkkk. Shhhhhhh. Stop talking about things that are bad and permanently hurt you and millions of other normal white boys all the time. Focus on all the good things and life and just be quiet. Or else you're sickkkkkk. You don't want to be sick do you? You stupid fucking goy cow, shut the fuck up already or else you're SICK."

Every single person on earth is so well trained to talk to people like this when they tell the truth. All the psych lingo in the best or most interesting episodes of cop shows. All the nonsense psycho killer movies about little white boys hearing voices and being sad broken fools who see and hear things. It's all fake. None of that happens.

It literally doesn't matter HOW I post the truth, only that I post the truth at all. Regardless of whether or not I show any emotion, or act like a normal person, or act like anything. I could be a german robot, perfectly and efficiently listing off the facts for people to read in a cheerful and easy to read way. I could be a deranged, drooling slaughterhouse 5 /x/ poster, mixing the things I say with poetry or other nonsense.

And it wouldn't matter. There's always someone or something, some bot-farm or something that makes people like you come to me and say "You are bad. Throw yourself into the psychological "medical field", for your sweet treatment, grendil. Take your gentle medicine, speak timidly to Jewish male doctors and follow their commands, get roasted by medication, and spiritually and physically die, and finally be fucking quiet."

"Get help."

And every time it just makes me so scared and angry. Are you going to send people to hurt me with your mastery over this bullshit science that means nothing? That was created as a weapon to hunt down and persecute the innocent, for the crime of doing anything but staring at the floor in silence and acting like nothing is wrong?

LEAVE ME ALONE. I AM SCARED OF YOU.

[clever-fox-studios]

Another Ch 8 snippet

It's my birthday, i do what I want, so have another section of chapter 8 cuz this one's a bit beefy:

“What in Azil’s shell is this?”

Neither brother knew what they were looking at for a moment aside from massively overgrown shrubs and climbers that had won the battle against whatever was underneath them, the clearing full to bursting with foliage and creeping vines twisting in and out of tree branches and structures of metal and rope that must have served a purpose before the plant Armageddon arrived. Jenn herself seemed perturbed as they arrived at the edge of the leafy wall after a few minutes of trekking through the forest at her behest, one hand rubbing the back of her head confusedly. “Well, it was my training course,” she answered after a moment, Moon feeling more confused than before. “I knew I forgot something when I got home.”

“Training course?” the navy bot inquired. Beside him, Sun kne;t down and grabbed a leaf from the dense cloud of green wrapping around their feet, giving it a gentle squeeze and finding it plush and bouncy.

“Uh, yeah.” Even the human found her words hard to believe for a moment.

“Training for what?”

Casting a glance at the nosey blue robot, Jenn raised a brow. “Well, unlike you I have to actually maintain my fitness levels.” Moon’s eyes glinted brightly at her sarcasm. “Don’t let the overgrowth fool you,” she added on, kneeling next to Sun and pulling a coil of greenery out of the ground with little resistance. “Trusslin is a very fast growing plant, leave it be long enough and it’ll overtake an area in a matter of weeks. I must have forgotten to come trim it back.”

“It’s soft,” Sun commented, adding the data to his collection of plants.

“Ain’t it?” she mused, grabbing another handful.

“Why not just get rid of it?” Moon wondered, tilting his head while studying one of the overgrown structures.

“Cuz it happens that a carpet of trusslin is really great for breaking falls,” Jenn replied, standing up and pressing a leaf against Moon’s face, causing him to lean away. The leaf dropped onto his shoulder, causing him to pick it up and pause, rubbing it between his fingers; the leaves were velvety and gave way slightly, as if they were little pillows of air that had deflated just a tad. “It’s not gonna stop you from eating shekt if you fall from too high, but I’ve avoided quite a few broken bones because of this stuff. Grows like crazy if it’s light enough and forms natural curls in the stems that tangle together like a net. Just, uh…” She waved her hand over the mess. “Gotta keep up on pruning.”

Taking the leaf from Moon, who was done playing with the plant scrap, Sun squished it between his fingers, trying to contain a giggle. “What do you do with the trimmings?” he wondered, lifting the leaf toward his brother’s face, causing him to lean away slightly.

“Uh…” Thinking for a moment, Jenn counted with her fingers. “Compost, fodder, mulch… there’s no nutritional value unfortunately, and it doesn’t taste like anything, but you can dry them and they stay puffy and soft so I like to use the unbroken ones as scrub pads sometimes, otherwise they’re great padding for pillows and stuff.”

Grabbing Sun’s wrist and shooting him a glare when the leaf returned to his personal bubble, Moon snatched it from his brother’s grasp and dropped it out of reach; Sun only grinned mischievously back at him. “So I’m guessing if we want to use this stuff, we need to cull the overgrowth?” he asked as his other hand moved to stop Sun from putting a vine on his head.

“Unfortunately,” Jenn sighed, turning to face them. “I’ll get a bag and my trimmers and be right back.”

She’d barely left their line of sight before something soft came into swift contact with Moon’s temple–or it tried to at least, before he’d snatched it mid-arc, incidentally crushing the object in his hand. Wet grass wasn’t his favorite scent, but that was far less important than the sound of Sun’s amused snickering. “Quit it,” the darker bot warned, catching the quick motion of Sun plucking another leaf from the overgrowth. “What’re you doing?”

In response, Sun tossed the leaf at his face, causing him to swat it away.

“Sun!” Moon took a step toward his brother, intending to stop him from grabbing anything else to mess with.

Pftb.

They both paused, looking down. Moon lifted his foot, revealing a crushed trusslin leaf that had all of the air force out of it suddenly.

Sun choked back a snicker, chest quivering.

Moon bit the inside of his lip to keep back a laugh of his own, how voice warbling as he tried to keep it in. “Sun–Sun that’s not–” A grinding, throaty sound from the golden bot got him to cough a bit, both of them struggling to not laugh at the absurd noise. “Shut up, that–mkh–that wasn’t funny.”

“Yes it was.” Sun’s voice was barely a squeak.

Cheek aching from trying to fight the urge to smile, Moon had to turn away, losing the battle slowly against his own poor humor. “We really are children.”

Doubled over, Sun nodded, trying his best to calm himself down. A thick, fuzzy leaf bobbed in front of him as he exhaled; teal eyes flicked to Moon for a moment, then back to the leaf.

Moon saw the glance. “Do not.”

Sun reached for the leaf slowly, now holding Moon’s gaze with his mouth pressed thin with guilty pleasure.

“Sunrise.”

In a flash, Sun grabbed the leaf and pulled, twisting upright–

–Moon darted, trying to rip the leaf away before anything could be done with it.

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[bard-of-worlds]

Chapter 30

“Sir please, I don’t think this is done yet. Please let me leave!” Damocles said as he tried to pull himself free.

This made Commissaire Bertolfo look at Damocles as he tried to figure out who he was. He was part of the double Akuma attack, one of them anyway. But who was he? All I got was a copy of one of New York’s heroes was behind all this. still, what was he doing at the court in the first place? He thought as he looked at Damocles with a glare. “I’ll let you leave later. Once we had a nice talk!”

“Sir…..!” Damocles began only for one of the officers to grip his shoulder.

“Let the captain talk sir. We’ll let you go later,” The officer said and Damocles swallowed. The officer looked down at him and grinned. “Unless you have something to hide. Then we can have our talk right now!”

Damocles just blanched and looked away, his mind racing.

‘Of course I’m not good sir! I just thought that I could help by leaving. But if you all want me to stay then so be it,” Damocles said as he looked away. My master will be so enraged about this! thankfully I kept all the material linking me to the others out of my office! But if they find anything that links me to them, then these fools will overreact! I need to escape and put my worst-case plan into action. If I ever get my hands on that half-breed brat! He thought as he looked around. He risked a glance upwards and swiftly hid a smile.

“What are you….. Commissaire!” One of the officers called out and Bertolfo looked at him. Then he looked up and saw the triangle drones swooping down at them.

For a moment all Bertolfo could do was stare. Then his training took over and he drew his gun, firing upwards. “MOVE NOW! GET UNDER COVER! DON’T FIRE UPWARDS!”

Damocles took that moment to break free, running into the building. Another officer followed after him, the others and Bertolfo running to the other one. As he ran he saw the others all

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As he watched, Chat Noir could only stare in horror. As the humanoid robots moved closer, he glared at Bustier. “Call them off! All we want to know is where the woman that you replaced is! Tell us that and we’ll let you go!”

For a few seconds, all the robot Bustier did was look at the heroes, not moving an inch. For a second, Chat Noir thought that maybe the Robot would tell them but then it spoke.

“Unit Caline Bustier is most likely currently in America. This Unit intercepted her employment letter from School; Francis Dunport. She had instead taken employment somewhere in Location, Florida. This unit took over for work at School; Francis Dunport. Will you allow this unit to retreat?” Bustier…. No. The Replacement asked.

All those who had gone to Francis Dunport stared at the robot in horror. For years something none-human with an agenda had taught them. So many things suddenly made sense about the way they had been taught.

Apisera could only glare at the thing before her. She knew that she hadn’t been a good student, but the things that the Robot let her do were beyond the pale! If she had anyone who could tell her that she was wrong,

Chat Noir only looked at the machine in horror. He knew that AIs like Markov were beings with emotions, his Akumazation was proof of that! But there was something about how Buistier talked that set him on edge. There was something wrong here and he didn’t know what the end game was. All he knew was that he had no choice here, they had to stop it.

Viperion could hear everything and felt sick. All the problems his sister had with her teacher finally made sense. he had wanted to punch her. He still did, and now he wanted to send a bolt through the bot’s neck. Pegasus, he’ll be able to get something from this thing. I don’t know why but we need to know where this thing came from! Could this be the power of Intuition? He thought as he looked at the robot, his hands around an energy arrow ready to fire.

Carapace stared at the robot before them with a feeling of betrayal. He had liked Caline Bustier as a person but he had hated her as a teacher. He had always thought that she had listened to Damocles too much. That if she had a bigger backbone she'd have been a better teacher. But to know that she hadn’t even been real, just a shell! It shocked and disgusted him.

Roi Singe looked at the bot before him. In his mind, it had been the worst teacher he had ever had. Now learning the truth, he could understand a lot about why he had hated her. “I don’t think we can let you go botty!”

The other heroes looked at him and then at each other. They all nodded before glaring at Bustier and the other robots that were against them. All in all, Roi Singe had broken through their shock, and they knew he was right. Without a word, the heroes all charged at the bots, and the battle was joined.

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Damocles panted as he looked around the building he had run into, smiling in relief. With a wide grin, he took in the lobby he had burst into, this was perfect for him! The room had tall staircases on the right and left sides and between them at the wall was a closed door. From what he knew about this place, the door had to lead to where he could get to the alley behind this place. Next to him was a large round metal trashcan that looked like it was empty. With luck that would let him go back into the general area of the city, and from there to his dwelling. Perfect! I can get away now! My master will be mad that I had to burn this identity, but needs must. I followed all his orders, he had to understand. He thought as he looked at the door ahead of him.

The banging of the door caused him to whirl around and see one of the police officers had followed him after all. As the man looked out the door, Damocles cursed his luck. The officer looked at Damocles with a confused look in his eyes. He looked out the door and winced. Damocles did as well and forced down a smirk. The other officer who had held him in place was down on the ground, his right leg bleeding.

“Not something old Paris is used to, is it? Don’t you worry, once the Commis gets over here we’ll get ya straightened out! And then we can go and help the heroes up there

Damocles looked at the police officer and cursed. I hoped I would have gotten away clean, but there’s only one. And I don’t need to be discrete anymore! He thought as he looked at the police officer.

As Damocles moved closer, the police officer looked out the door. Damocles slowly moved his hand to his right side pocket and grabbed what was there.

“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine,” The Officer said as he looked out the door’s window. He kept talking, his back to Damocles. “I just need to keep you safe until I can get you to talk to the……..GGGGLLLLHHH!”

Damocles had jumped onto the officer’s back, and driven the knife he pulled from his pocket into the man’s throat. As the officer tried to grab his arm, Damocles brought the knife around the front of the man’s neck. As the blood sprayed at the walls, the officer drowned in his blood.

Damocles moved away, flicking the knife to remove the blood. He had been able to keep the officer’s blood from getting onto him. With a cold face, Damocles dropped the knife into the trash before he ran towards the alley exit. He never even noticed something had fallen behind him, a small teddy bear with a glass eye.

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Ladybug saw the drones attacking, and for a moment she didn’t understand what she was seeing. Once Hawkmoth created an Akuma, he was done. But with the multiple Akumas today alone, there was a chance that things were changing. Where these drones came from didn’t matter right now, what they were doing did. Without another moment, Ladybug reacted and barked orders. “Rena Rouge, Miss Hound, with me! We’ll help out the others up there! Arachne stay here and protect the police until those things are down! Pegasus help her out! Figure out anything about the drones, I want everything you can see!”

“GOT IT!” The others called out

As she swung her ribbon at one of the drones attacking the police, Arachne just grinned. Oh, this is going to be so much fun! She thought as she looked at the drones. Taking out bots would be a lot easier than fighting against people. This time she didn’t need to watch her blows, this time she could go all out! And her Kwami always talked about how good her former holders felt to let loose when they were training. Now she would finally find out what it felt like to let loose!

Aranche lashed out with her ribbon, and in a moment it lassoed one. With a flick of her waist, the drone flew towards her. Once it reached her she punched it, breaking it apart into its parts. As it rained down she looked around and saw there were only nine of them left. But before she could move her head she saw Commissaire Bertolfo. He was firing at one of the drones from the door, paling in fear for a second.

Pegasus dashed forward and sliced through one of the drones. He locked eyes on one of the other ones and tried to find anything that might tell him what they were. Nothing, no logo, no maker’s marks nothing that could tell me who made these things. None of these things have weapons!? Who makes models with weapon mounts!? He thought as he slashed through the drone he was looking at. With a scowl, he slammed into another Drone and nodded.

Commissaire Bertolfo fired at one of the drones as it flew by the door and snarled as he watched his shot miss. He had experienced large-scale attacks before, but this was something else! It reminded him of his time at the Academy, how the place had been attacked by a Mad Mage and his summoned hordes. He prayed that this time things would happen without the mass loss of life like last time. With the heroes out there fighting, they could maybe survive this! “All officers, listen up! I want no heroics today! I want everyone to get through this alive!”

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Chat Noir slashed down with his staff baton and smirked as he tore off its right arm. With a yell he spun and kicked it away, the body bouncing before it fell to the alley below.

He looked around, taking in the scene. The other heroes had all defeated the robots and were standing there. Bustier was all alone standing at the edge of the rooftop, two of the Flying drones behind her.

“So then, how about you surrender?” Roi Singe asked as he looked at Bustier as Ladybug and Rena Rouge appeared behind them.

Ladybug only looked at Bustier and tried to understand. But from the way the blades on Bustier’s arms showed, there was a lot she didn’t understand. “So, the story here?”

“The teacher lady’s a bot! And she’s been one since well before ‘Caline Bustier’ started working at that school!” Chat Noir said as he looked at Bustier.

Ladybug gazed at Chat Noir and sought out Roi Singe who nodded. She’s what!? I don’t/…… Later. For now, we have to deal with what’s here and now. And that means bringing this thing in! She thought as she started to spin her yoyo.

“Surrender is based on superior firepower. Something your side does not have,” Bustier said and Roi Singe only laughed a little.

“And where’s your firepower?” Roi Singe asked.

Ladybug felt a spark of fear, fear that she couldn’t understand as the bustier bot only looked at them all.

Suddenly the sky darkened. They looked up and saw forty of the drones and robots.

“Here,” Bustier said as the robots dropped from the Drones. And no sooner had that happened than half the drones shot towards the ground.

“Rena, Salacia, go help the others!” Ladybug called out as they

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Lieutenant Monasterio fought back to conscience. He blinked and looked around, trying to remember everything with a scowl he got up and looked around. “SERGENT!”

“Here captain!” A voice called out and a small round figure in a police uniform came over. This was Sergeant Harold Gonzalez. He saluted, his black mustache and blue eyes looking at his commanding office.  His small blue hat was aside and his short black hair was wet with what Monasterio hoped was sweat. “Good thing the here, hu sir? And Ladybug already cleaned up everything!”

“Yes. Such a good thing!” Monasterio growled as he glared at his best official subordinate. This whole thing was nothing but a waste of my time! When I get my hands around the neck of that fool! He thought as he tried and failed to control his temper.So far the tip he had received was proving more trouble than it was worth! And with the way the heroes had intervened the local ‘Hero Affairs’ office would come and talk to him.

A crash from the front of the alley they were hiding in caused Monasterio to look up. “What now!?”

But as he poked his head out he stared in horror. Twenty flying drones were attacking the building. Where are the Sentimonsters? He thought completely stunned. He gazed at the heroes,  the way they were fighting was completely different than he expected. It was like they were just mowing down NPC’s in a game. “What fresh horror is this!?”

“Lieutenant, look! The Commissaire isn’t firing up!”  Sergeant Gonzalez said as he pointed past Monasterio.

“Of course not! Never fire upwards!” Monasterio said with a snarl. But he’s keeping his men there, so the drones are attacking him? But what does that mean? Those things aren’t attacking the heroes, they attacking everything! That means Hawkmoth isn’t behind this! but who else is making trouble in my city? And how can I use this? He wondered with an evil grin. He never noticed that Gonzalez had seen this smirk and that he smiled just as evilly. “Police, prepare to defend yourselves!

Bertolfo looked out as the heroes fought the drones. This is better than the last Mr. Pigeon! And even with the newbies they’re doing great! Still, why are so many of them active now? Did they change tactics because of that one they fought? He thought as he looked out the door.

Seeing Rena Rouge and a new one help the Dog and Dolphin heroine made him realize something. Something that he hoped was wrong but he was sure was right. That revelation made him hope that the Mayor had all the proper insurance ready. Because he knew that this was going to be messy.

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Deloris blinked as she slowly woke up. What happened? Wait, Lila! She knows! She thought as she blinked back to wakefulness. She looked around and saw that she was in a police car, more to the point in the back. She lunged for the door handle and scowled as she found the locked door.

“Awake then?” Rodger’s voice caused her to look up and see him standing outside the front passenger side. Around him were five other police officers, each one looking around for anything. For a moment she didn’t understand what was happening, but then she exploded when she did.

“Unhand me right now! I am a diplomat so help me! I’ll get you all fired!” Deloris snarled and Rodger crossed his arms.

“Unfortunately madam as Hawkmoth is a supervillain with Mind Control abilities those rules…. Well, they don’t work right now. All instances of someone helping him of their own will must be investigated. And as my men and I saw your daughter talk to Hawkmoth, you need to talk to us about it,” Rodger said dryly.

Deloris looked at him and blinked as he glared at her. For a moment she was stunned silent and then Rodger spoke again.

“And as we all saw and heard your alteration with your daughter….. Well, I think we’ll talk about that first. And since you might be a rogue mind controller, there’s that too. All your work will be gone over, and ANYTHING of that nature will be punished. That is the law,” Rodger said as he looked at her.

Deloris blinked, not quite understanding what she had just heard. Then she looked at him in shock and then slowly her expression changed. She looked at Rodger with a cold look and slowly reached for her pocket. “Let me go now and forget about this, and I promise you I won’t kill you!”

“MADAM! Threats against the protectors of Paris are punished most harshly!” Rodger said and the woman only looked at him like he was an idiot.

“We are so far beyond threats you fool!” Deloris snarled as she pulled her hand out of her pocket. She threw three small hexagon gemstones out the window.  The gemstones flew out and as they hit the ground there was a cracking sound.

Then was a flash of light and Rodger blinked. He fell backwards and the five men around him all drew their guns. Standing there were three five-foot-tall humanoids made of green crystal. Each one was stocky and had two legs and arms. The arms ended in four long claws, each glinting in the sunlight. The head is a beak with a large white glowing eye above it.

Two of the creatures moved and stood guard, glaring at the police around them. The last one slashed open the door holding Deloris prisoner. As she got out she looked around at the police and stared at Rodger coldly. “I did not want to not do this. I really didn’t. You forced this, and now we have to play this out.”

One of the police drew his gun and shot her. The bullet reflected off her and hit his right arm. She just looked right at Rodger and scowled again. “Leave him alone alive. Kill the others.”

As Rodger drew his gun and fired at the creatures, Deloris turned and walked away. When the screams began behind her, she just kept walking slowly. But she reached into her pockets and felt the gemstones form there. She knew that the way she had lived was over, but she wasn’t worried. In times of old, she had been a destroyer and helped plan many battles against the Kwami chosen. She had laid low the Champions who served the great city and drank the blood of the Fey. She had been a terror, they had said Death walked with her. If she had to step into the light once more, so be it. It had been too long since people were afraid of her, and that time was done.

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Damocles ran through the building, trying not to let the chaos he heard behind him get to him. That was the worst thing he could do, but then he had no choice. If they looked into him, they’d find that his identity was fake, and that would show everything! The best thing now was for them to track him as a captive of a ‘Cop-Killer’, and that would blind them for a while. All he needed was to get away, bug out, and do his escape plan.

He had everything ready to go, and he was sure it would work. The plan was the basic model from the greatest thinkers of the Kingdom. With everything that was happening, the City was going to get worse. And that thing that he had employed, he had never seen anything like it before. Just the knowledge that something else was moving in Paris was priceless to those people. That alone might be enough to migrate his punishment.

As he burst out the door, he blinked as he looked at what was before him. For a moment he only looked at it in awe before he grinned. My time here is done, but I might not be punished so badly. This alone would help me so much. I have to leave and this will let me get so much credit! I did everything right and this might let me get a nice posting after all this! He thought as he reached down and picked up his prize.

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As she punched one of the robot’s heads off, Ladybug looked at what she had thought was Bustier. It had only stared back at them as they fought, and that was worrying. Akuma that could control others were rather…. Loud. But this wasn’t an Akuma, and there seemed to be a large number of Robots and Drones at Bustier’s disposal.

Chat Noir slammed his staff baton into the head of another robot, trying and failing to keep a smile off his face. He had to admit that this was one of his fantasies, fighting evil robots. But he couldn’t understand just what the force had been intending sending in a robot to replace a teacher. But then he thought about the way that Bustier bot had acted, and he wondered if that was the reason. He had to admit, never having been in a school before this year, he couldn’t know what to expect from teachers. But the way Madame Mendeleiev was different from how Bustier-bot taught.

Roi Singe slammed his staff through another of the robots and cursed his mouth. He had to tempt fate like that! He had always hated how Bustier taught, and now he had a reason to talk trash about her, not about it!

Arashiko only sliced through another of the robots, trying and failing to keep calm. The very idea that the terrible teacher that she had heard about was a robot? Her mother’s company made robots, she grew up around them. They were always programmed by something or someone. That meant that the way that Bustier Baka acted was planned. And that meant that there was a reason, something that she couldn’t see. They needed to get Bustier’s hard drive and see if Pegasus and her couldn’t hack into it.

Miss Hound thrust one of her escrima sticks into one of the robots, scowling as she dodged a blow from another one. I can’t believe that Chloe was right about that thing! She thought as she spared a glance at Bustier. Chloe had always said that something was wrong with Bustier, and to see if she was right? It was troubling that Miss Hound had missed it.

Apisera swung her top around another of the robots and pulled. As the robot flew at her, she punched and tore it apart. So far, the team has been handling them, but there was a limit.

Chameleon Unit T1 looked at the battle and saw that the Claw Soldier Units were slowly losing ground. The units were some of the weakest of the Units but they were the only ones around in great numbers. The data gathered by Shadowmoth using his powers on Unit T1 had to be brought back. With the data from its transformation, they had all the pieces. Finally, the mission was done. It had caused T1 to break cover, but that was a worthy sacrifice. All it needed was to wait for a chance.

As the last robot fell, Ladybug looked at Bustier. With a word she took a step towards her, the others falling in behind her. “So, will you surrender?”

The sounds of a helicopter caused everyone to look up. Above them over thirty feet was Nadja leaning out of the window looking down,

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Nadja looked out of the helicopter she tried to think of what to say. “Paris, this is unprecedented! I see our local heroes staring down what looks like Caline Bustier, a teacher at a local school. But I can see something sticking out of her arms! And since the ladybugs already cleansed the Akuma, I don’t know what is happening! Wait, she’s doing someth ….. oh my god!!”

Bustier had removed her head, holding it in her right hand. To Nadja’s horror, Bustier’s neck was a metallic stump! She could only watch as a drone came as a small camera came out of Bustier’s neck. Bustier’s body put the head on the drone. The drone pulled the head into itself and floated there. Because five more drones appeared and started to change, until all the drones looked the same. Before the heroes could do anything the drones shot off and the body of Bustier attacked the heroes.

“She’s some kind of robot! I I can’t explain this! She pulled her head off and her body is fighting the heroes!” Nadja called out in shock.

Ladybug dodged a blow from the headless robot and she glared at the drones. “We need to split up!”

“Dragon girl and I can go! The Might Cat, Bee and Snake can stay and backup the boss!” Roi Singe called out.

“Do it!” Chat Noir cried out before he charged at the headless Bustier.

“He’s right, we’ve got this!” Ladybug called out

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As they jumped after the drones,  Roi Singe grinned as he thrust his staff forward and destroyed one of them. “One me Dragon! Keep up!”

Arashiko only grinned and jumped up, pushed off a chimney, and shot at the drones. Her sword slashed through two of them quickly before the others went higher.

“Two to one Monkey! Will you catch me?” Arashiko called back.

Roi Singe looked at her and laughed, moving after the last four drones. Suddenly the drones split up, two of them moving right and down, the others left along the river.

“I’ll get the ones going up! You take down!” Roi Singe called out as he jumped after the ones going along the river.

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Arashiko nodded. Smart, my powers will let me escape from any traps. And I think a Dragon can see farther underground than a mere Monkey! She thought and felt a small spike of pride from something that wasn’t her. She almost fell but she kept moving, following the drones as they flew through a hole they blasted in the street. Thankfully all the cars on the street were driverless, and all the civilians had gone for cover.

As she dropped into the sewers, she realized that to her it was as bright as if they were in the sun. Without a word she moved after the drones, somehow knowing by sound exactly where they went.

After a few moments, she caught up to the drones and saw all the two being met with two rising from the water. They had to have come from the River. They must have planned to all go through the Sewers to escape. Sorry Monkey, but this time I win. She thought. She was about to attack them before spikes flew through the air from a side passage and spear two of the drones.

She watched, shocked at what she was seeing. Two large rats with black fur the size of tigers came out of the tunnel. These creatures had tails three feet long with three spikes pointing up at them. From the side, she saw a space closer to the body on the tail where the spikes had come from. And already another spike was growing into place. She stared as the drones attacked the rats. For a moment she didn’t know what to do, but when one of the rats had been slain and another drone destroyed she knew.

With a yell, she leaped forward and sliced through the last drone, rolling to point her sword at the last rat. She glared at it, and for a moment she thought it would retreat. But then the creature's eyes suddenly erupted in glowing black energy. The energy completely covered the eyes was flowing to the sides like flames. The ray started to change, but she had had enough.

“Lighting Dragon!” She screamed and as soon as she felt her body become lighting, she shot at the creature and engulfed it. It screeched in pain, and she almost stopped but she knew what she was fighting...

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“GAHHH!” Giles cried as he slumped to the ground. As he lay there, he panted and started to laugh.

After a few moments, he pulled himself up, still laughing. “So there are more who will dare to stand in my way? No matter. My Jeanne will be saved from whatever spell those fools have cast on her! Even if the English have conquered my country and changed everything, I will save her!”

He laughed and he was revealed to be in a large chamber over two hundred feet wide and long. He was standing in a section that took up around a third of the space. It was a large wooden house, and around Giles were the remains of a lab. The rest was taken up with stables for his creatures, ten more of the spike-tailed rats were moving. In every fourth stable was a large fleshy egg sack and one burst, revealing another of the rats. Giles looked up as the sound of something stomping came from a large tunnel on the north side

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After the rat stopped moving she flew back to where she had become lightning and turned back to flesh. She looked at the rat and then with one blow sliced its spine in two at the neck. She did the same as the other rat and moved to inspect the drones. After a few minutes, she frowned. The head of Bustier wasn’t here. That meant that this was nothing but killing time or the head was with the ones destroyed.

She looked at the corpses and scowled, hoping that the creator felt her kill them.

Without a word, she ran towards where she had come from. Jumping to street level, she found two police officers looking at the hole.

As they saw her they realized who she was.

“So this was the Akuma? But the ladybugs already swarmed!” One of them exclaimed.

Arashiko looked at them and shook her head. “This wasn’t the work of any Akuma. And there are two corpses down there, mutants.”

“Corpses of human mutants!?” The other officer exclaimed.

Arashiko only shook her head and looked back towards the fighting. “No, animals. The size of a tiger. And the remains of a few drones.”

As she jumped away, she heard the two police cry out in shock.

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As the two police watched her leave, one of them turned to the other. “Well Dan, this is a mess!”

“I hear you, Rob,” Dan said as he took off his hat, letting his short black hair take in the sun. he locked his blue eyes to Rob’s black ones.

Rob brought a hand through his short brunette hair and sighed. “I was hoping not to deal with stuff like this, ya know. Out of all ‘Super Cities’ the heroes here clean up after themselves! At least they used to!”

“Only damage by Akuma, that’s all Ladybug repairs. Guess this isn’t the work of those things. This is not going to go over with the Mayor easily,” Dan said with a chuckle.

“Good! So, you go get the blockers, I’ll call works and some backup, maybe SWAT. If there were two mutants there might be more!” Rob said with a shudder. “I so don’t want to become food!”

“Me either, but we gotta keep them down there if there are any! Just watch the hole from farther back, and we’ll keep the public safe!” Dan said with a grin.

As Rob took a few steps back, he moved his right hand to his pistol as he undid the straps. He had seen the textbook about monster attacks, he didn’t want to become a statistic.

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Roi Singe grinned as he chased after the drones. This is it, I just need to kill those two and I’ll have one over Dragon Girl! And this Monkey is going wild! He thought as he jumped into the air. He pointed his staff at a building behind him and extended it. It hit the building and used it to push him forward and upwards.

At the climax of his ‘vault’, he saw the two drones that Arashiko had chased shoot out of the river.

With a grin, he angled his body and shot towards them, a savage grin on his face. As he passed through them, he spun his staff in a circle. As each drone was hit, one was destroyed and stunned the others.

As he landed he shot towards the closest one, slamming it down. As one of the last two took flight, it shot at him as the other one flew away.

Roi Singe dodged the charging one, extended his staff until it was above the escaper, and slammed it down. As that one was destroyed, he shrank his staff and pulled himself forward, dodging the last drone. He looked over his shoulder and saw it coming after him, and then flipped. Landing, he thrust his staff forward and it extended until it pierced the drone.

He laughed as he landed, moving towards them to find the head. But after a few minutes, he slowly started to lose color in his face. No matter where he looked, the head wasn’t there.

“They tricked us! They had to have planned this! What are those things!?” Roi Singe said with a scowl. He looked towards the battle he had left, a dark thought going through him. “They have to be trying to split us up!”

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As Chat Noir blocked a blow from Bustier’s arm claws, the body kicked at him. He dodged it and scowled as Ladybug and Apisera charged in and an arrow from Viperion was deflected. “How’s she fighting better without seeing……”

Chat Noir went still and looked up, seeing Nadja flying there. “Oh shit!”

He looked at the girls as they fought, and he swallowed. “Hold the line, I’ll be right back!”

“Wait, what?!” Apisera asked as she jumped backwards, seeing Chat Noir leap to the helicopter. Her eyes widened and she glared at the robot, paying more attention to the ‘camera’ it had sticking out of its neck. That deceitful monstrosity! That’s the plan then, use the news to fight us?! Brother, get that view down so we can trash this thing! She thought as she landed and charged in.

Suddenly, Rena Rouge, Carapace, and Pegasus jumped back onto the roof. They took a moment to see what was happening before they charged into battle.

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Nadja looked at the battle, shocked at what she was seeing. The Heroes usually handled the Akumas but this thing was giving them a hard time. She didn’t know what to do, or if she should do something. But there was something at the edge of her mind, something that told her that she was at fault.

But then Chat Noir was in the way of the view, and she looked at his grinning face.

“Chat Noir!? What can the news do for one of our heroes?” Nadja said as soon as she got her wits around her.

Chat Noir grinned as he looked over his shoulder. He smirked as he turned back to her. “Sorry about that, but the bot was using your view to fight! We’ll talk later!”

He jumped away, Nadja only looking at the camera in shocked horror. Sarah looked back and Nadja saw fear and shame in her eyes.

“You saw it here folks, the villain used our broadcast! But I’ll stay on station and keep telling you what happens!” Nadja said as she looked down. “It looks like…. Yes! The heroes have destroyed an arm and leg from the robot! It’s down, and the heroes have won!”

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As Chat Noir landed, he saw the Bustier bot had lost an arm and a leg, lying on the rooftop. As Roi Singe and Arashiko joined them, he grinned. “So, where’s the head?”

“They tricked us, they had more waiting out there!” Arashiko said with a snarl as she looked at the robot on the roof.

The heroes all looked at the robot, trying to understand just what it was after. This whole situation was something that whatever was behind it had to plan. It was waiting for Bustier to be Akumatized again, but why? What was their angle here?

“Maybe I’ll be able to find something by hacking into it. It might have something in there. Maybe,” Pegasus said with a slight scowl.

“Negative. Head and main hard drive outside of the range, countdown protocol engaged. Goodbye heroes,” The robot said before a holographic countdown starting at 5 formed above it.

“NO!” Rena Rouge called out.

“SHELTER!” Carapace barked as he shot forward with his shield, and a sphere formed around the robot. As they watched, the countdown hit zero and nothing happened. But a moment later grey dust engulfed the robot. The heroes all watched as the Bustier torso started to disintegrate. They stared in horror as within a minute, even the dust withered away.

For a moment, all they could do was stare at the empty shield in horror.

“Nano-Technology?! At that scale and able to destroy itself?!” Pegasus exclaimed in horror.

That snapped Ladybug back to here and now and looked around. Looking down into the alley, she saw Miss Hound alone, the other two heroes having escaped. As  Commissaire Bertolfo and Monasterio both led their forces towards her, Miss Hound jumped up and joined the others.

“Hound, Rena, Apisera, Arashiko? With me. we’ll tell the Commissaire what happened and get away before she lands. And boys you all get out of here together! Pegasus, make a portal to Learning, and face it to the sky. We’ll touch base at the Guardian,” Ladybug said as she looked down at the street below.

“Got it LB!” Chat Noir said with a smirk as Carapace dropped his power.

“Learning?” Pegasus asked as the girls all jumped away.

“One of our code words me and Milady made up during our first month. It’s the school,” Chat Noir said and Pegasus nodded as Viperion joined them.

“Haven’t been back there in a while. But with everything that happened, that might have been good,” Viperion said with a smirk.

“Tell me about!” Roi Singe said with a cackle.

“Voyage! This way Air Pegasus, the pilot is the last to enter!” Pegasus said with a small smirk.

After Pegasus’s portal closed Arashiko grabbed Ladybug’s arm. As Ladybug looked at her Arashiko looked away. “I need to get back to my home. My mother is due soon and I can’t let her know I got out!”

“Go, we’ll handle the police!” Ladybug said with a short nod from the others.

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As Pegasus jumped through the portal last, the male heroes looked around before dropping to the courtyard.

Chat Noir closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Nothing, there’s nobody here!”

“And the power is off,” Pegasus said as he pointed his horseshoe-axe around.

“You can tell?” Roi Singe asked as he looked around.

“I don’t know about Chat, but I augmented my tool last night. It copied some tech I created. And we can trust it,” Pegasus said as he transformed back into Max.

As the others all did the same, Luka looked around and chuckled a bit.

“For me, it was like I could tell if someone was watching me, always have really. It’s just grown more since this all started,” Chat Noir said as he smirked at the others.

Sass meanwhile looked at Chat Noir and seemed to frown, something that Luka caught. I’ll talk to Sass at home. I don’t think Plagg will hurt Adrien, but Sass is pretty calm. It has to be something for him to react. Luka thought as he looked at his partner Kwami.

“So our first big team-up went great!” Kim said with a laugh. As everyone looked at Kim, Xuppu laughed and landed on his head.

“You expected anything else ya big dummy? We don’t choose bad eggs!” Xuppu said with a smirk.

Plagg glared at Xuppu, as did the other Kwami. Don’t give everything away monkey! We still need to keep our secrets until they destroy our bindings! What they know, the others could force out of them! Plagg thought as he glared.

Xuppu looked around, and seeing the way his siblings were looking at him winced.

“You all get back to Master Fu. I’ll need to get back to the bakery. Great battle guys,” Chat Noir said as he jumped away.

The others all nodded, and moved to use the side exits to get back into the rest of Paris.

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As he led the way out of the building, Commissaire Bertolfo could only stare in shocked horror. The broken drone parts were a herald of a new chapter in the Paris Siege. Looking around, he tried to keep calm. Nothing makes sense! What just happened here? He thought as he tried to make sense. “Someone go get that Akuma victim, and find who’s missing!”

It was the Ladybug, Rena Rouge, Miss Hound, and Apisera landing before him that snapped him out of his spiral. It was seeing the heroes victorious that made him feel that things might get a little bit normal. That feeling died when he saw the look on Ladybug’s face.

“Ladybug! What is this!?” He asked as he gestured around him.

“Well sir, it started when an Akuma went rogue,” Apisera said with a grimace.

“That’s possible!?” Bertolfo asked, shocked beyond words. The loyalty of Hawkmoth’s minions was just one of the reasons that he was so feared. To turn anyone into his follower, was one of the reasons the “Mind Control Laws” were enacted. To hear that it was possible to break Hawkmoth’s control, it changed everything!

“It is when the Akuma is originally a robot,” Ladybug said and  Bertolfo blinked in shock.

“A what?! Who was a robot?” Bertolfo demanded and looked at the drones with new eyes. These things must have been summoned by that robot! But why? Why did they attack us? They don’t have many weapons, and what was the plan?! He thought as he looked around.

“A teacher at a school. The name it used was Caline Bustier,” Rena Rouge explained and Bertolfo looked shocked.

“Her, a robot was masquerading as her!? Why? When?” Bertolfo demanded and Ladybug shrugged.

“Before she even started to work at that school, the real one is in America of all places!” Ladybug said, shaking her head. Catching the helicopter landing he looked at the girls and nodded.

“Go! I’ll talk to you some other time over the next few days, and that’s a promise!”  Bertolfo said. The heroines all jumped away and Bertolfo watched them. But then he stalked towards the helicopter, ready to give the reporter a piece of his mind.

“Commissaire Bertolfo, do you…..” Nadja trailed off as Bertolfo stared at her with hard eyes.

“This is an active crime scene! I want you, and that machine back at your studio or so help me I’ll impound it!” Bertolfo barked as he glared at Nadja.

She glared back and looked at the broken drone parts on the ground before she looked back at Bertolfo. “Sir, this has never happened before! Paris needs to know what has happened to the fight against Hawkmoth!”

Bertolfo only looked at her and scowled. “As of right, now I will say this! This wreckage is not the result of Hawkmoth!”

“But what about the Akuma?! After the court case, are they being held?” Nadja asked and  Bertolfo went still as he turned.

“Wait, what court case….. What’s he doing?” Bertolfo asked as he looked down the alley for a second. Turning back to Nadja, he looked at her. “You stay here, and we’ll talk later.”

Before Nadja could say anything, Bertolfo turned and walked away. He saw Monasterio led his men away and scowled. He jogged over to them, stopping them from moving away.

They all saluted, even Monasterio but Bertolfo ignored him. “You men go and make sure that reporter leaves! Sargent, you’re in charge! Get it done!”

“Yes sir!” Sergeant Gonzalez said as he saluted.

“Monasterio, with me!” Bertolfo spat as he turned and walked towards the building he had come from.

Entering it, Monasterio saw they were in a foyer with another door thirty feet away. But Monasterio didn’t have time to see the details when Bertolfo spun around.

“Now Monasterio, let’s talk about you! What in the name of justice were you thinking? And what are you doing here!?” Bertolfo snarled.

Monasterio looked at him and went to attention. “Commissaire Laborous! Sir, I received a tip that something was going on nearby. As I only had a very short timeline, I moved my men to stop it. The tip spoke of murder sir!”

Bertolfo just glared at the man, trying to find anything that might let him punish him. That idiot Mayor had to tell every Station commander that the whole city was their beat! By his laws, I can’t punish him, but I so want to! This filth had to have been looking at an angel, but what? And how could I even prove it? Bertolfo thought as he looked at Monasterio in disgust. The station that this man commanded was one of the dumping grounds of Paris. The ‘officers’ there had more loyalty to their commanding officer than anyone else. The few Akuma that were from their section were always attacked by the police. Bertolfo had issued orders that the Police leave the Akumas alone, Monasterio had an excuse why he did every time.

Bertolfo looked at him and then his radio beeped stopped and then beeped again. Both Bertolfo and Monasterio looked at each other in shocked horror. That was the code for officer’s down, and that hadn’t happened in Paris since before Hawkmoth appeared. And to make matters worse, by the pitch of the beeps this was on the emergence frequency. That meant that all the stations could hear it, and anyone who had hacked into the Police bands!

“This is Bertolfo, come in! Who’s calling on this frequency!?” Bertolfo demanded as he answered it.

“Sir… this is Rodger Raincomprix…. Was leading a force of four other officers…….We’re at…..At the corner of 20th and 15th.  Reporting… all other officers down….. owe…. Hurt. Bad, really bad,” Rodger’s voice came over the radio.

Both Bertolfo and Monasterio looked at each other, and both saw the other pale. The term ‘Officer Down’, had few if any meanings, and none of them were good.

“Monasterio, I want you to go! Grab two more of your people and get there now! And take the back roads!” Bertolfo ordered. I don’t want to give this slime any chances to slither away, but needs must after all. He thought as Monasterio saluted him.

“It will be done sir!” Monasterio said before he ran out of the building.

Bertolfo sighed and shook his head, this was the last thing he needed now! After everything that happened, someone had attacked and killed some of his men! And with the way that he thought things were going to go, this would get worse before it ever got better. For now, all he wanted to do was get his hands on his suspect and find out everything he knew about that robot. If two people were Akumatized together, then they had to have an item in common. And that meant they knew each other. “Well, time to get back to work……”

“SIR!” The door flew open and Bertolfo looked up at the horror-struck look on the officer’s face.

“What is it?” Bertolfo demanded as he looked at the officer.

“We found the missing officer, he’s dead! The witness killed him!” The officer said in a rush.

“HOW?!” Bertolfo demanded as he charged out the door, the officer following.

“Knife to the neck! Sir, what do we?” The Officer asked in a rush.

Bertolfo looked at the officer and tried to think. Monasterio was gone and this place needed to be processed. But there was the reporter to talk to as well……. “Come with me, we have to talk to someone….. no. Call the station, and then guard our brother. I’ll talk to the reporter alone.”

A beeping caused Bertolfo to grab his phone and accept the call. “Bertolfo, wait what? Mutants!?”

Gabriel looked at his TV and scowled. He, Duusu, Nathaile, and Nooroo were all in Gabriel’s office.

“A robot?!? Another robot?!” Gabriel demanded as he slammed his fist on his desk.

“This makes sense, after that AI you Akumatized,” Nooroo said dryly.

Nathalie only looked at Gabriel as he looked at the TV, seemingly not hearing what was just said.

“What happened, brother?” Duusu asked and Nooroo only grinned to Nathalie’s shock.

“It took over this place’s defenses. Let’s say that he was hoping the heroes would win. He even told the AI about the wish,” Nooroo said.

Nathalie looked on as Gabriel glared at the Kwami.

“What could this mean, that was Adrien’s teacher!” Nathalie said and Gabriel looked at her before turning away, muttering to himself. He’s always had a one-track mind, that’s his strength. How he can focus on the task before him and finish it. But this time, with those ‘Sins’, that monster maker, and now this, we might be biting off more than we can chew. She thought as she looked at Gabriel.

Gabriel meanwhile glared at the TV. I don’t need this! With Adrien out there, and the Sins offering a way to save her, I can’t have more distractions! But now I have to worry about these things! He thought with a snarl.

“Now what? We won, they don’t know we did it and now we have to move on. But the robot, that’s something to think about. You see the problem?” Nathalie asked as she put her right hand on her waist.

Gabriel looked at Nathalie and nodded as he tried to plan. If anyone could be a robot, then he had two options here. Use an agent to fight against these rogue Akuma, or stop making them. With Nathalie healed and Duusu fixed, they could use Duusu more. Nathalie could control a Sentimonster to counter the Akuma if things happened. The only reason they didn’t do this this time was because of the overall plan. But then why hadn’t Bustier taken control as the ‘Kissing Zombie’?

“We go after no new Akumas. Only one’s we’ve already done before,” Gabriel said and Nathalie looked at him.

“You’re thinking that it was because we used her two times is the reason she was able to gain control?” Nathalie asked as she crossed her arms under her breasts.

“It is logical. We know nothing about this enemy. We have to be smart,” Gabriel said as he looked at Nathalie. “And there are the Sins. With them, we could have it all. She could be back.”

“But if the Sins can give us what we want, why keep after those two Miraculous?” Nathalie asked.

“Because we can’t let them know what we want. As long as they think they can use us, they will. But if they leave we’ll never heal her,” Gabriel said as he scowled. “And if we stop, then they might wonder what we were after. They could figure out who we are. And who knows what they could use that information to do?”

“Then should we keep going after any Akuma we can? It would throw them off the trial?” Nathalie asked.

Gabriel looked at her and started to think. He had to admit that Nathalie made sense. If they changed tactics, that just showed fear. They had to negotiate from a position of strength to get what they wanted from the Sins.

“Yes, and if there are more robots that take control, that might help. We could tell the Sins we were thinking about how to find them. That could explain a…… vacation,” Gabriel said as he nodded.

Nathalie looked at him and took a deep breath. The realities of the the fixed Peacock Miraculous giving her courage. She had been thinking about this for a while, after her healing Champion form failed. She had to bring to light the idea she had for months now.

“There is a third option. Try and see if a Sentimonster can heal her,” Nathalie said.

Gabriel blinked and looked at Nathalie with shock in his eyes.

”That, is that even possible?” Gabriel asked, a note of hope in her voice.

“Yes, that might work. But Ms. Nathalie will only be able to have two more of my feathers bound to her if a healer. That is the most her mana can handle without relapsing!” Duusu said with a hard glare. “And that’s only if she uses them as Golems!”

“Brother…..” Nooroo said with shock,

“I can speak about them? I can speak! I’m free!” Duusu said with glee as he flew around the room, laughing for a bit

“What are you talking about?” Nathalie asked and Duusu sighed and floated over to her.

“Well, my feathers can used three ways. The Golems, the Companions, the Featherborne. Golems are the easiest to handle. They’re what the Order knows about, but they need time to charge up to use their abilities if they have any. But that’s only if they're acting on their own as ordered to. They never change and are non-sentient, and can be put to sleep. If their active for a week, then the feather wilts away. What you get is a Golems that has a control item. Anyone can use it. Anyone, ” Duusu said as he looked at Nathalie.

“Next are the Companions. They are stronger and cause more of a strain on the bounded one. If their organic they can become real in a month. Then if you give them their item they will be free. But if you give them their item if they haven’t been active for at least a day they will be destroyed in a minute. Like the fake Ladybug,” Duusu warned.

“What!? Why have you never told us, my friend!” Nooroo asked,

Duusu looked at Nooroo and sighed. “Because both they and the next were created after we were split apart. Do you think I would tell those Monsters anything about my final ones?! The last are Featherborne like Adrien and the others. It was created to allow people who aren’t able to have children to have children. But you must never create more than two at a time, or my Miraculous will break. I wasn’t able to tell Miss Emile that because of the Order’s spells. I think I will always hate them for that. Another item on my list.”

Gabriel looked at Nathalie and both of them felt a spark of shock.

“Your list?” Nathalie asked with a shocked tone.

“The Guardians discovered the writings of the one who created our Gems. But because they did they felt they alone had the right to decide how we would be used. They killed our Wielders to take and control us,” Duusu said with a growl.

“And if they hadn’t cast those spells, then you would have cautioned my wife not to create so many Featherborne….. wait. How are they different from the Companions?” Gabriel asked and Duusu grinned.

“Because the magic acts as only a help to give them the spark of life. After seven weeks, they can keep themselves alive. After seven months, they can have their own minds like normal babies. Seven years they can be given their items and be free, a normal member of their kind!” Duusu said with a grin.

“And if the item is destroyed before seven years?” Nathalie asked and Duusu sighed.

“Then they will fall into a coma for seven days  each year they have left,” Duusu explained

“Then my son is a real human? But I can still control him with his ring!” Gabriel said and Duusu looked at him with a glare.

“If the Featherborne is not given their item, they can be controlled. But the item loses its ability to control them. But that happens after seven years starting a year after the Featherborne’s seventh year. Soon none of the children will be controlled!” Duusu said with a glare and cackle. But I’ll never tell you my final secret. That the Featherborne can ignore orders sooner. That starting at fourteen months before their freedom date their wills mater. But only if they have strong wills. And those kids have the strongest I’ve ever seen! Duusu thought with a glare.

“Adrien’s birthday is in seven months,” Nathalie said dumbly.

“So we have seven months to finish everything. Nathalie contact Tomoe! We need to talk about this!” Gabriel said with a glare.

“After I go talk to Lila. We need to move on that, I don’t think we should wait,” Nathalie said with a glare.

Gabriel nodded as he turned toward the elevator. “Yes, Let’s finish this.”

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Monasterio scowled as he rode his bike towards where Rodger reported his location. Nothing and that idiot dared to bring me to lector me? Me, whose family has been police for generations? Once I become the highest authority in this city I’ll banish him! He thought with a scowl as he drove closer to the scene.

A minute later they reached it. Monnasterio and everyone just stared in horror. The scene was from a horror movie! The other four officers were all thrown about, and from the way their bodies were torn apart, they were all dead. The patrol car Rodger had used was broken, the body was torn apart and the engine had been removed. Rodger himself was lying on the ground, his body in one piece but he was lying face down on the road.

Monasterio could only stare in horror at the wreck. The marks on the car reminding him of something that he had seen only once before. The memories of the pain he had felt back then almost overwhelmed him. He had been so lost trying to find where he had seen this that he missed Gonzalez dashing past him.

“Captain! Lieutenant Rodger is still alive!” Gonzalez called out with joy in his voice.

Monasterio dashed over and dropped down, putting his hand before Rodger’s mouth. He felt Rodger’s breath scowled.

“Gonzalez, call the corner and the hospital. We need to get Rodger some help and our people to their final rest,” Monasterio said softly. As he moved away, Rodger’s hand shot out and grabbed his own. Monasterio looked down and saw Rodger had turned his head to look at him.

“wait….. we captured Deloris Rossi….. she did this…. get her,” Rodger breathed out before he fell backwards.

Monasterio looked at Rodger, shocked beyond words. A lead, I have a lead! After all these years, at long last I have a lead! He thought as a mad smile bloomed on his face. This was it, this was what he needed. And this had to a like Hawkmoth, what had happened proved it! And she had been in the city. No one knew, she had hidden herself that well. And whoever brought her down would be a hero! After this, everything would change! “Sargent! Contact our percent, and tell them to find Deloris Rossi’s home address! Then have SWAT meet us there!”

“Yes sir!” Gonzalez said as he saluted. “But should we call Commissaire Laborous? I just…..”

Monasterio only glared at Gonzalez and grinned evilly. “No, why should he get any of our glory? This is our collar!”

“Yes sir!” Gonzalez said as he grinned. “Should I give the SWAT team any other orders?”

Monasterio looked at Gonzalez for a good long moment before he spoke. “Tell them to call me before they move out once they have Rossi’s location. I’ll have more detailed commands once they’re ready to move.”

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As Miss Hound turned back into Sabrina she grinned. Looking at Alya, Marinette, and Chloe as they detransformed, she tried to keep from giggling. We did it! I can’t believe it but that whole mess is done! Now Mari will get justice and maybe that school will be investigated. But what was up with the robot that took over for Bustier? She thought with a scowl as she looked around.

Chloe only glared into space, shocked. She had her problems with Robo-Caline, but now she had to think about them. Robots like Markov that had emotions were rare, but no action was without a reason. There had to be something that Robo-Caline gained, but what?

Marinette looked down at the ground, trying to understand what she had learned. She had always thought deep down that Caline Bustier was talking out of her ass, and now she knew the truth! Marinette was looking into every interaction with Robo-Caline and was at a lost. Nothing about her seemed wrong, she couldn’t find a tell that Robo-Caline was a robot.

Alya meanwhile only looked confused as she looked around at the others. “I’m sorry, but that thing was our teacher all this time?! Where the hell did she come from?”

“And if she had intercepted the first Caline Bustier, why her? Why a teacher?” Chloe asked as she scowled. “Why such a terrible teacher at all? Was she trying to get fired for some reason?”

“It wasn’t……” Alya trailed off as Chloe and Sabrina both looked at her with scowls on. “She was that bad?”

“Yeah, let’s just say that she could have done a lot more that other teachers did. Like when Damocles suspended you….. and sorry, I flashed back during that,” Chloe admitted and Alya looked up.

Chloe just looked away and Sabrina sighed, shaking her head.

“Let’s just say that the year before you joined, was bad for the last half. Someone that both Chloe and Marinette cared about got expelled. After that…..” Sabrina said.

Chloe just laughed and shook her head. “After that, I lost her. And then I started to act like my bitch of a mother! It was like something was telling me, this is how you have to be!”

“Chloe…..” Alya said with concern as everyone, human and Kwami looked at her.

“It got easier to ignore it about four months ago. I just, I don’t understand!” Chloe said as she looked away.

Marinette looked up, a strange look going through her as she looked at Chloe. Something about that, something was bothering her.

“But you did Chloe, you did. You knew it would be hard but you’re trying to be better!” Sabrina said as she hugged her friend.

Suddenly her phone beeped. She stepped away and grabbed her phone. Taking it out, she looked at the screen and went still.

“Brina?” Chloe asked as she saw her friend go pale. “What is it?”

“My dad’s at the hospital! I’ve gotta go! Chloe, go with the others. It’s a police hospital, only I can get in remember!” Sabrina said before she ran off.

Marinette looked at Chloe in confusion before Alya spoke up.

“Why would only she get in?” Alya asked and Chloe just sighed.

“Part of the ‘Mind Control’ Laws. Bad story, something I heard about when my dad activated them for the city. Real bad,” Chloe said as she shuddered and looked away. “Let’s just say there are some real freaks out there okay?”

“What do you…. I don’t want to know do I?” Alya asked and shuddered as Chloe nodded.

“No girl, you don’t. I heard and had nightmares for a week!” Chloe said with a bitter grin.

Alya looked at Chloe, trying to think of what she might know.

Marinette only looked at the others and smiled. bringing out her phone, she quickly sent a small text to Adrien and sighed as she looked up at Chloe and Alya. “Let’s head back to the base. We all need to talk.”

[nhaneh]

you know, it strikes me that in this era of bots inevitably scraping basically anything and everything that gets posted online for generative algorithm training purposes, there's even more potential benefit to posting "low quality" art, especially art which either "flawed" or otherwise heavily stylised in ways that these generative models can't really process particularly well.

basically the point is to gum up the works with things that people might appreciate, but generative systems might not - the genie isn't going back in the bottle, this kind of tech was already heavily integrated with modern tech society well before Chat GPT made a bunch of techbros collectively lose their minds and start worshipping imaginary "AI" overlords; what we can do is make it a more risky investment: the more time (and money!) they have to spend on filtering their training data for content they can't or don't want to use, the more costly this whole boondoggle becomes for them.

(doing a cut for a "this is the system operating as designed" rant that went a bit out of hand lmao)

I mean this is basically just another attempt at commodifying the commons back at us as part of a (series of) get-rich-quick schemes: it's taking the human propensity for creating and sharing and trying to monopolise it for the benefit the owner class, at our own cost. And it's basically guaranteed to fail due to the nature of generative systems - where humans can learn from each other, these "AI" cannot, they need human-made material to learn from. They're cannibalising the very people they're dependent on, in both directions this time.

the problem is that they can end up doing a lot of harm before it collapses in on itself.

this is basically the system as designed fucking up in the ways it was designed to fuck up: by rewarding the unscrupulous and greedy without a single thought towards future sustainability, just infinite growth upon infinite growth with no regard for how that approach is fundamentally impossible to maintain. And, frustratingly, chances are we'll probably end up seeing another recession once this whole "AI" bubble bursts because somehow all our futures are in the hands of a bunch of greedy, shortsighted fools who just cannot stop fucking shit up for everyone for even a microsecond.

[eparch]

[fic] it can only remain poisoned

Lucilaeh knows she shouldn't be doing this, knows she's just walking back into the danger.

But the haze calls to her, so she sneaks back into the depths in the dead of night.

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2.6k words. On AO3.

What Lies Beneath made me completely unhinged.

Notes on AO3:

I should probably have waited for chapter 17 to come before writing this but I seriously needed to get this out of my system and I SWEAR I am Very Normal about MMORPG Guild Wars 2 Expansion End of Dragons Chapter 16 What Lies Beneath Final Instance Deep Trouble oughhhh

This fic has: Gavin from the White Stag personal story NPC, OC-specific Mordremoth-related trauma, and a little bit of my headcanons on thief/specter shadow magic.

Content notes: Canon-typical violence, emotional self-harm, emotional baggage, psychological horror (I..guess? I’m bad w/ genres), hallucinations

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There's barely a moon in the blackened night sky when she finally sneaks back into the haze after a week of enduring the urge. She's been recovering, letting her brother fuss and worry about her while she figures out what to tell Logan and Rytlock and Aurene regarding this recent adventure, and Lucilaeh knows she shouldn't be doing this, knows she's just walking back into the danger. But she doesn't even know why she wants to go back in, after the terrors that had awaited their team. Would she find the demon again? Or something else? Surely there is something better calling to her, compelling her, like a Wyld Hunt's push and pull.

She's supposed to be waiting for Gorrik to get his experiment together, but things had their way of working out...right?

She doesn't believe that.

Shadow magic comes easier than ever before here, as she ventures further and further into the depths. It hasn't been this easy since Primordus and Jormag, since before it nearly consumed her from within. Lucilaeh pulls at it, lets it enshroud her and take her presence away until she finds herself just walking past everything that would normally attack her. The haze makes the air thick, almost slimy. Even through her jade bot's filter, she can taste something harsher than oil and blood. It makes her want to retch as much as it did when they first came here, but even then, it had been enthralling, both repulsive and pleasing and she knows she can't stay away.

She stops in her tracks when the scent changes and she smells the sweet, clear air of Astorea. Not the same as when she was training freshly awakened Sylvari in the weeks after the engagement party, but older, cleaner, crisp. Like the first time she consciously took a deep breath before setting off on her first Hunt. As the edges of her vision darken just so, Lucilaeh feels once more like---like a---

"Sapling."

He's standing there amidst the cliffs of jade, the same as his last day on Tyria, armored in Nightmare Court livery and wearing that smile that had fooled her heart.

"Gavin," she breathes his name, and it's so foreign on her tongue that she steps back instead.

"Is that any way to greet your oldest friend?" asks the nightmare before her, spreading his arms in welcome. "After all the trouble you went to, to come save me? And such a naughty sapling you are, to sneak out in the dead of night where the menders can't catch you!"

She shouldn't engage. She can't. She has to go back. She's waiting for Gorrik. Her brother would worry. But his words aren't even right. She was never in Astorea long as a sapling. She walked away from that life and her brother as soon as she opened her eyes and felt the weight of the Dream on her shoulders and feet.

"I didn't come here for you," she tells him. "You betrayed me."

"No?" He quirks his brow at her and chuckles. "Why would you come here if not to see old friends again? Tell me, my dear sapling, aren't you here so you can see me outside your head?"

"You're wrong." And it's getting harder to remember why he's wrong. Why did she come here, if not to see him? Wasn't he right about that? But she does know. She does know what's wrong with his words and she's not going to let it go unsaid again. "You were never just an old friend to me."

Gavin pauses as if he'd never considered such a thing, as if he's thinking over her words. Did he know that this was the extent of what she could tell him on the matter? Lucilaeh had mourned him, had cursed him. She had spent long weeks turning over what she could have done instead for him, and that had only been because he had come so early in her life, before everything and everyone else that she would be responsible for and would never have time to mourn. She had decided back then: her love and pain for him could only ever be the same thing from then on.

He breaks the long silence with a sigh, but his smile grows, stretching ear to ear in a way it never did.

"I understand," he says, and gone is the friendly air, gone is the cunning kindness that always lingered in his eyes. "I was never just merely your friend. I am your dearest regret, the first of many you couldn't save. But you don't care about that, Commander."

"No---" She can't manage more than a whisper, not when it feels as if she's got an arrow in her side again.

"You came here because you want to be hurt, Commander." Gavin steps toward her, but her feet are frozen to the ground. He doesn't look like himself anymore. She's not sure in what way. "Deep down you're eager for something to fight. All these years, you've fought for a peace you never knew---and now that you have it, you're looking for a new monster to hunt because you're nothing without one."

"No...no, I---" Her voice cracks against the still air like a thundering Brandstorm, and it's this that startles her to alertness. Gorrik had explained the effects of the haze on her feelings last time, hadn't he, and that was why she isn't supposed to be here. She breathes in deep and lets the sharp scent of the haze startle the rest of her senses in turn. Lucilaeh squares her shoulders and straightens her back and gazes into the false Gavin's dark eyes and she thinks hard about her brother's firm voice as he warned her, after she had won her duel with Gavin their entire lifetime ago, to renounce their mother so that she would never be hurt by the Hunt again. She remembers balling her fists and squaring her shoulders too, back then, and telling him, she would never let the pain stop her from pursuing her purpose.

She has bled a thousand times for Tyria. She has died for her duty. This is no different.

"No, I know nothing but the fight," Lucilaeh tells the darkness around her, "but I also have known love of all kinds from the moment I awoke. That is how I know there is peace in this world, even if I may never have it for myself. And---I also know what I already told you: I know what you're doing."

Gavin's smile twists further, warps further in a way she's not sure her mind is comprehending. Shadows bleed from him, oozing outward and joining the darkness lapping at her vision.

"But Commander, there will still always be monsters of your own making," he says, "and may you always use your bloodshed to grow your garden."

"Stop." Lucilaeh rushes him, dagger out, and to the surprise of some small part of her he does nothing, instead opening his arms to her once more. She feels it when the dagger pushes into him and his arms wrap around her back, embracing her as if mocking her for what she never could have had.

"I will be remembered..." He trails off as he slumps into her arms, but she senses no life leaving him, only that continuous flowing and swarming of shadows.

She stands tall. Still as she can. Long lost feelings wash over her in waves, and she doesn't fight them this time, letting them pass through her. She imagines herself like Aurene for a moment. The Prismatic Commander of Confusing Emotions and Sad Memories.

No, Gavin. I will never join the Nightmare Court.

That's a pity. It grieves me greatly to turn predator into prey, Valiant---

"But you forgot me."

She startles as the corpse slumped against her speaks again, but this time it isn't Gavin's voice.

It's her brother's.

Lucilaeh looks down and finds Benedicuore gazing back up at her, exactly as he looked when she hunted him down in the heart of the Maguuma, features twisted by the dragon's corruption. He sneers as she leaps back, and he rises and rises to full height over her, towering over her in his corrupted body.

"How dare you," she hisses.

"Oh sister," he says, leaning down to look her in the eyes. "I should be the one to ask you that. You left me behind with my copies. Or maybe you did kill me. Do you even know if the one waiting for you on the surface was the real me?"

"He is," she tells him, and suddenly all the bravado she had worked up dissipates. She forged forth without it anyway. "He came back to me. Ben fought off the corruption when he heard my voice---"

"No, you'll never know." He starts to move, and she forces her feet to let her turn, if only to keep her eyes on him as he starts to circle her. "You turned your brother into yet another regret when you chose to save him. In the end, you forgot the real me because it was simply more convenient to let this copy take my place."

It's only when she tries to raise her dagger once more that she realizes she let go of it at some point, her hands shaking as she tries to do---anything at all. It was true. It was true. She hadn't tried with the other copies when they attacked her. She'd killed them because it was easier. Because fighting and killing was always easier. Because despite everything she claimed, she really did know so little of anything else.

"I'm sorry." Those wretched words wrench past her lips before she can stop herself, followed closely by a sob, then another and another until she is simply weeping as she stands there amidst the shadows and the jade. "I'm sorry. I never forgot. But he was the only one who listened...what more could I have done..."

She senses, rather than sees, the darkness enveloping her. It doesn't feel anything like her own shadow magic. It grasps her, swallowing her---

"No! Sister!"

She hears the shout through the haze but does not understand what it means until light floods her vision, chasing away the shadows and when she blinks, Ben is before her, holding up a hard light dome between the two of them and the demon.

"They're over here!" he yells and Lucilaeh coughs and sits up. She gasps for air, realizing all too suddenly she's been on the ground. Ben glances at her over his shoulder. "Stay, stay with me, sister."

"Ben, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she chokes out through damned tears she can't stop. "I left you, I left you behind so many times---I---are you...are you real?"

"A-as real as I've ever been," he answers sharply. Shadows slam against his shield, pushing down toward them both. He was never much of a fighter himself. "This, erm, doesn't seem like the best time for this, but you really, you really ought to know I've never once begrudged you for choosing your duty over me---"

Words she's never dared to dream of hearing, never quite knew she wanted to hear. She clings to them as she crawls to her dagger, laying just a step away from Ben. Lucilaeh musters up her strength despite its constant fleeing from her, and digs deeper into herself as she takes back her dagger and grasps it tight with both hands. It was fool of her not to bring her scepter, so this would have to do.

"W-where are they---I can't...much longer---" Ben hisses as the darkness presses him down to his knees, the shield just barely covering them both now.

The air around them has thickened to the point she can barely breathe, but she breathes, challenging the shadows that dare bear down upon them. The dagger's hilt digs into her palm as she takes a precious moment to concentrate and listen.

The demon isn't allowed to be stealthier than her. She won't allow it. She points the dagger in the direction of the demon, draws in a breath, and starts to siphon the shadows. She hears a growl, but little other noise, just her's and Ben's ragged breathing and the hum of his forge and the dome. But she's hurting the creature, she's sure of that. The shadows envelop her again, this time mingling with her magic and it's more than she's ever tried to draw in before and there's what she guesses must be the foreign magic Gorrik had mentioned, something woven into these shadows that stings and scorches her enough to draw out a cry of pain from her.

"Stay with me...!"

She doesn't hear Ben this time. She's too busy holding onto the shadows she's gathered from the creature and fighting through the pain. She grits her teeth and grips her dagger tighter, tighter, until she feels that pain in her hand instead over the magic, and then---

"Thanks for sharing," she whispers, as she lets the shadow magic wash over her and Ben both. Swiftly, she finds strength coming back to her limbs, hears Ben's breathing even out as well. Slower, she rises to her feet, properly shrouded in darkness, careful to shield Ben without giving him any of the foreign magic.

"It's weakened!" Someone shouts from beyond, followed by a cacophony of gunfire.

All at once, the darkness recedes.

It's not much brighter, with the natural tenebrosity of the cave, but finally her vision clears completely. Somehow, she's managed to wander all the way down to the shore of a jade pool. How had she not noticed the sickly green glow earlier?

Movement catches her eye. The creature is fleeing from them through the cavern ahead, back down to the leyline once more. Ben tugs on her arm.

"We should go," he says.

She nods, holstering her dagger and reaching for his hand. Lucilaeh's entire body aches, but the scar in her side protests the loudest with every movement as they start the trek back up.

"How did you find me?"

"I heard you leaving," answers Ben quietly. "I-I woke up Gorrik, then followed you. It seemed as if you couldn't hear me at all, then you just...disappeared."

"Ah."

They might have talked about something else, perhaps about the words of doubt she had expressed to him, if they did not quickly run into Gorrik with Rama and Yao and Finn in tow: their saviors from above, at the moment she weakened the creature.

Lucilaeh says little as they make the rest of the way up, only half listening to their concerns, both the ones stated out loud and the ones cloaked in ridicule and sarcasm. She knows it should be shame on her sleeve, for sneaking away like this, for endangering them all again, but now that they're leaving the depths once more, she feels only an icy detachment settling over her.

She ignores the whisper as she steps out onto the warming soil of the surface, where pale morning light reaches down past the outpost and the cave entrance toward her, caressing her. She ignores the whisper as she fends off the others' fussing and the commotion across the camp over her and makes a beeline for her tent. She ignores the whisper as she takes off her mask and drops into her bedroll, but she hears it once more just as she plunges into a welcoming blackness: the twisted voice of her brother, as inviting as it's repulsive, as kind as it's cruel, as warped by Mordremoth's touch as it's that of the liberated one carefully laying down next to her, and it's calling to her from somewhere deep within the haze, somewhere she hasn't gone, somewhere she wants to go, and it whispers like a long lost part of herself: I'll be here where you left me when you need to poison yourself once more.

[megamangx]

RUBY SPEARS verse megamanGX defender of the world

late new year fic hoped you liked thcirstmas and got good toys.

this is not canon to main megaman gx worlds but megamangx from the ryuby spears megaman timeline.

MEGAMAN GX DEFENDER OF THE WORLD

Megaman had defeated wily many times with the help of roll and his best friend rush the dog "megman using a new proton armor system i have built you a brother called megamanGX he is realy powerful" doctor light said "i hope its not like brian bot again that was mega annoying" megaman said "arf arf haha" rush laughed.

MegamanGX woke up "good to meet you brother lets be an unstoppable team" he sied and they did the epic handshake "looking forward to it mega bro"

meanwhile at Doctor wily layer he was building an evil plot "WITH ZIS NEW MOBILE PHONES APP I CALLED WILY SURFERS I WILL CONTROL ZE MINDS OF THE YOUTH YOU KNOW THE OTHER PLAN" wily said and protoman nodded "yeah you want me to film your brainwashing cartoon show WILY GUY RIGHT"

back at the city megaman, MegamanGX and roll where having a good time at the arcade "you really are an epic gamer brother not to bad" megaman said and they noted evberyone was on phones watching a game with a train where wily was main character and in corner was footage from a cartoon where gutsman was in a white shirt and protoman was in an orange wig "remember the time super mario was at the door" gutsman said and cutsman dressed like a white dog sighed.

"what is this cartoon its really bad and why they watching it and playing this boring game at the same time" megamangx said

thats when protoman came in with a big gun and an army of evil robot masters "OH YOU DON'T GET IT BROTHER AND NEW BROTHER WILY HAS CREATED A NEW WEAPON TO HYPNOTIZE AND DISTRACT EVERYONE SO THEY CANT FIGHT BACK OT RESIST HIM ITS GENIUS" protoman said and shoot at them but they dodged and megamangx did the spincopter kick booting him into the bar. meanwhjile megaman stole icemans power and froze the army.

"We better warn docter light" said megaman

at thelight house they did "yes this game is using multiple distractions to numb the brain and make everyone not want to fight doctor wily we need to shut wily surfers and wily guy down before wilts invasion army takes over" doctor light said as he hacked the terminal

megamanGX went to wily lab "YOU VILL NOT STOP MY PLAN TO RUINS ZE MINDS OF ZE CHILDRAN WITH ZE SLOP CONTANT ONCE MY NEW INVANTION WILYTOK IS READY HAHAHAHAHA" wily laughed sending airman to beat megamanGX up but he went into his booster form before steaing airmans power and using it to blow up wilys super computer shutting the network down "NO YOU FOOL YOU HAVE RUINED EVERYTHING!" Wily said escaping in his ship.

at the partyt everyone was happy "we need to build a better way of things becuse entrainment is good but so is learning and having balance" m,egamangx said to the camera.

the end

[adventures-from-the-borderlands]

"Don't be fooled by the hospitality, you don't want to be nice to most around here! Besides us of course" -Marcus

This is a Borderlands inspired rp blog including characters, player and not. Anybody is welcome to rp, if their character can survive in the harsh borderlands that is. Character bio's are below the cut.

Zer0

A mercenary that used to be paided for both common and political hits, now hunts more dangerous game to satisfy his need for the hunt. After finding a makeshift family with the crimson raiders he hunts a lot less, on his own that is.

Fl4k

An indexing Droid assigned by the 'grand archivist' for unknown purposes, he managed to gain sentience and now roams with animal companions as well as the crimson raiders to 'search for the hunt' as he says.

Krieg

After a long life of abuse from his mother and being a hit man before getting captured by hyperion and later freed. He had been mutated when he was young to grow into his spot in the children of the vault, now he uses the mutations he was given against them to help the crimson raiders.

Ava

Claptrap

A young girl that snuck away from her home plaent after her parents were killed and eventually got to athenas on a merchant ship, after training under maya for a while she became a siren and later the leader of the crimson raiders.

Claptrap is an overenthusiastic steward bot that can't stop getting himself into trouble, but he had a special place in the crimson raiders that couldn't be filled by anyone else.

Not main characters (factions)

Children of the vault

The children of the vault are religious zelots under the now deceased calypso twins, they are in constant conflict with most other factions they meet and might not even totally comply to terms even if they agree. From psychos to fanatics, they can be easily dangerous when working together.

[heyseihai]

Prisoner's dilenma

Yep, repost, because I was fed up with the previous blog and those damn bots.

art by Fani (twitter)

Mat: You know my secret… I know yours… It’s not like we have much of a choice now, is it?

In BoS universe, Mathieu is around his 30s-40s when Yuki seeks shelter in Eel. He’s slowly retrieving his memories despite being captured and brainwashed by the Guard since TO (he’s part of the Templars, but the “eldaryan Templars”). And as the story progresses, Yuki uncovers his secret. What she didn’t expect was that Mathieu had also done the same: he knows she’s spying on them in order to watch over Crystal-Lance and sabotage his recovery.

The gamble of being exiled by her father had been good enough to fool the the Council, but one villain was enough to recognize another. Mathieu was practically twice her age and the effects of the brainwash were wearing off, giving him all those years to collect information.

Mat: You know my secret… I know yours… It’s not like we have much of a choice now, is it?

Yuki: I don’t…

But then her mother’s words tormented her like the force of a slap as Mathieu’s victorious features changed to the excitement of a naive young human again, when someone passed down the corridor. Damn, it wasn’t the best place.

Mat: Did you say something?

Yuki grunted.

Yuki: … What guarantees do I have that your friends won’t attack the north?

???: Hey, what are you planning, you two?

Mat smiles.

Mat: Oh, hey Koori. We are making arrangements for the training session tomorrow, right, Yuki?

Yuki does the same, forcing a smile.

Yuki:… yeah, Erika said we need to team up with somebody.

Koori didn’t seemed to be pleased, her eyes teared up. But she was so used to pretend, that Yuki had stopped caring about what she truly wanted to say, she wasn’t a magician to waste her life decyphering Koori’s behavior.

Koori: And you dare to choose him instead of me?! I thought we were friends!

Yuki sighs, and Mathieu pats her on the shoulder.

Yuki: … Too late, Koori. We are allies, I and Mathieu.

[erimeows]

HI! I love your Sentinel x OP fics, such a rare ship, just wondering have you ever thought about protective Sentinel? Sentinel finding out how intrested/crazy Megs is in OP and being super protective/scared for OP (as well as jealous)

Thank you so much! Feel like those are my best works so I'm glad to hear you like them. Also, I totally headcanon Sentinel as a jealous, over-protective little bastard, so here's some of that for ya underneath the cut! <3

Imagine this scenario taking place a bit after the end of season three. Optimus Prime is the new Magnus, Sentinel kind of hates it but comes to terms with it and becomes Optimus’s body guard/advisor, Megatron escapes from prison and builds a new hidden base on Cybertron so he can wreak havoc, as he does. He somehow manages to help the other Decepticons escape, which is not only terrifying but inconvenient as Optimus is now receiving a lot of backlash for not having better prison security, and politically, he ain’t doing too great.

Sentinel, having now matured a bit through the course of the series, has a better relationship with Optimus. There’s still some tension in the air that they haven’t resolved, they still snap at each other and fight and have disagreements, but they’re at least mostly cordial again and working together decently. Okay, fine. Sentinel is cool with ignoring the feelings for Optimus that he’s had since they were in the academy, as long as Optimus is okay and happy and around him again and single.

But then the coms from Megatron start coming. The Decepticon warlord has somehow obtained their contact information and started contacting Optimus all through the day and night, interrupting his work and trying to talk him into all sorts of things; joining the Decepticons, allowing them to rule, coming to meet him alone in suspicious locations, challenging him to casual training battles, asking him to hang out of all things... Sentinel isn’t sure if it’s a trap or if Megatron is showing some sort of weird romantic interest, but either way, he fucking HATES it. As in, despises it and wants to tear Megatron limb for limb, because he would be damned if he knew Optimus for as many light years as he did and lost to some Decepticon fuck.

He was content with spending time with Optimus and working with him constantly, hiding his feelings, as long as he felt like Optimus was... There, present, like there was a chance that something could happen between the two one day, but the potential of Optimus going off and doing Primus knows what with Megatron scares him and he hates it, because even though he doesn’t think Optimus loves him back or even forgives him for everything he’s done, he’s a selfish bot who wants Optimus as his own.

Everything starts driving him mad; Optimus’s fleeting touches, Optimus’s voice, Optimus acting like everything was fine when Sentinel had fallen head over stabilizing servos for him like a fool.

Things come to a boiling point one night when Sentinel decides he’s finally going to confess. It’s been a long time coming, and he just... Can’t get over how much he loves Optimus and everything about him; his strength, his fortitude, his kindness, his sarcasm, his humor, his appearance, his determination, his everything. Maybe the glass of oil he had alone in his berthroom was a little too much for him, or maybe the recent conflicts with Megatron are making him realize that he may not have forever to make his move, but he finds that he can’t stop himself as he shows up to Optimus’s quarters, opening the unlocked door without thinking, only to see Optimus... Packing a bag.

Sentinel immediately gets a bad feeling when Optimus turns around and looks at him like he’s been caught doing something wrong, packed bag being slung over his shoulder and Magnus hammer in one of his servos. As his advisor and bodyguard, Sentinel knows damn well that he’s to be informed of any trips or battles that Optimus is participating in before anyone else, and since the start of his rule, Optimus has always done that... Except for this time, apparently.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing, Optimus?” The blue and gold bot enters the room and shuts the door behind him with a huff, crossing his arms. He can already tell that Optimus was trying to hide this from him as the Magnus averts his gaze with a heavy blush and sighs.

“I didn’t want you to find out like this, but... I’m going after Megatron, alone. I need to do this for myself, but the council won’t approve me seeking him out no matter how many times I appeal their decision on the solo mission I proposed. So... I’m leaving tonight. Don’t tell anyone else.”

Sentinel’s first thought is about whether or not Optimus wants him to get fired because, seriously? Sentinel was meant to be his bodyguard! To protect him! Optimus, as Magnus, was meant to be a public figure and a symbol of strength for Cybertron- not to go out and apprehend petty wash-out criminals! Couldn’t he have at least thought to bring Sentinel along if he was going to do something so... Illegal?

It turns into an argument; Sentinel arguing that not only is it going against the council’s decision and very much illegal, but that Megatron has weird fucked up intentions with Optimus and has been trying to lure him for a while, that this could be some sort of trap, and that whether he likes it or not, he needs someone to protect him. Sentinel isn’t even so much against the fact that it’s out of conduct as he is that it’s Optimus putting himself in danger like he always does; like an idiot.

“Sentinel, I’ve got it handled and I can do this alone! I know you’re my bodyguard, but I’ve never needed you to protect me! Where was this side of you back then?”

“I know you can do it alone, but I don’t want you to! And I’ve changed since then-”

“Well, so have I, and I’m more independent and capable than I was, so why do you insist on coddling me when it comes to Megatron? I’ve defeated him once, and I can do it again-”

“Because I love you, okay!? You fragging dolt! I need to keep you safe!”

Oh. He hadn’t meant to say it like that, but as soon as he did, they were both freezing in place, Optimus dropping his hammer to the ground and Sentinel looking at where it had fallen. At some point, they’d walked up to each other, faces in each other’s faces and optics full of panic and rage and passion and something else he couldn’t quite identify.

“You...”

“N-Never mind, I should leave! I was just kidding, you didn’t hear anything-” 

“I love you, too, you know. Always have, I just... Didn’t want you to worry about me or get hurt.”

The confession almost goes over his head and has him stammering over his own words, struggling to process what had just been said- all these light years, both of them loved each other and just didn’t say anything, and it took Optimus trying to sneak off on his own to go fight Megatron for either of them to say anything.

“O-Oh... So can I come with you? Pretty please with an energon candy on top?”

At that, Optimus sighs.

“...Fine.”

[xiaoyunenigma]

Pretty Little Liars (Chase X Chief)

A/N: XD another special chapter for @knnw-a because I just can't help but fangirl like a fool for her small comic teehee XD

Because my god its soo cute!!

I also added an extra scene where Chief blushed with Carin

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I think we all know how this would go by now XDXD

This. Is. HIGHLY. Suggestive. (Chase is very dominant in this, eheks!)

___

Lying.

That is what Chief Charlie Burns is good at.

Superb, as a matter of fact. It came to a point where he had risked his own life due to his... deception.

To say Chase was disappointed was an understatement. This distaste worsened when Chief flat out told Chase to not be bothered about his business with Carin, a female human that associated with them during the Lad Pioneer incident.

'This isn't going too well...' Chase growled, swinging a right hook on the wooden training equipment. 'Not only he's avoiding me, Chief is starting to get closer with that...femme.' his optics narrowed and he slammed a mean chop to the branch, nearly snapping it off.

"Oi! Be mindful of it! I'm using that too!" Heatwave yelled, snapping the police bot out of his brooding.

Chase sighed and wiped his tired face, still contemplating about confronting his partner about this.

"This has to stop." Chase muttered out loud and walked off, leaving his teammates in confusion.

"What has got to stop?" Blades asked, tilting his helm towards Chase. "Is it my singing? Or is it Heatwave's nagging? I mean, I understand that Heatwave is kinda bossy but-Ow!" Blades was promptly silenced with a knuckle to his helm by the firetruck.

"Hey! I was speaking the truth!" Blades cried out, pouting at his leader.

"You want another one?" Heatwave replied, holding his fist up again.

"No!" Blades denied, sticking his servos out. "You're mean..." he added softly.

"Yes. I am. Got a problem?" Heatwave rolled his optics, crossing his arms in front of him.

"Can't you be nicer?" Blades asked, rubbing his injured area.

"Sure. On one condition."

"Name it!" Blades said eagerly.

"You behave." Heatwave smirked and knocked the helicopter's forehelm before trotting away, leaving the yellow and white mech to sulk even more.

"Aww, come on!"

---

"Chief! I wish to speak to you at this instance!" Charlie demanded, using his holoform as he barged into the human area. On a normal occasion, Chase deemed that this humanoid avatar is an extra and seldom used it.

Today shall be an exception for the mech, and we all know WHY.

"Chase, what have we talked about coming into the human area?" Chief sighed. Taking a large gulp of coffee, the police officer set his cup down to face the ticked off Cybertronian in human disguise.

"Talk. NOW." Chase seethed, yellow eyes contrasting with Charlie's dark ones.

"About what?" the Chief replied with a clear annoyance in his tone.

"Why are you ignoring me? Why do you always lie to me? WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH CARIN!?" Chase snapped, slamming both hands down on the table.

"Where is this sudden anger coming from?" Charlie's eyes twitched as he stood up to level with his angered partner.

"Haven't I told you that it's-"

"You tell me it's none of my business, ONE MORE FRAGGING TIME, I will not hesitate to use force." Chase lowly growled, successfully making his charge flinched.

"Chase, I can explain-"

"Do it then." The mech cut him off, which was a first for the both of them. All these while, Chase has been so obedient and lenient with the man that Charlie failed to realise that his guardian has feelings too.

And BOY, he is NOT happy now.

"Why are you always lying? Does that mean you don't actually care for me, sir? Is this another 'White lie' or so in your human terms? EDUCATE ME THEN!" Chase seethed.

Seeing that the aging human wasn't replying, the impatient mech decided to take matters to his own servos and made a grab of the man.

"H-HEY! PUT ME DOWN!" Charlie yelped, hitting Chase's back as the mech slung him over his shoulder. Chief's attempt on getting loose had failed as he was brought into a room.

To be exact, HIS room.

Locking the bedroom door, Chase harshly dumped the man on the bed and pinned him down, not letting the policeman escape.

"You're. MINE." Chase lowly stated, sending shivers down Charlie's spine.

"It is MY business to know EVERYTHING about you. I am to be given the HIGHEST clearance of your secrets and to be kept NONE of your fibbings. ARE. WE. CLEAR?" Chase stated, his commanding aura surpassing Chief's usual strict demeanour.

"C-Chase-"

"I said ARE WE CLEAR?!"

"Y-Yes..."

"Yes what?"

Charlie stared up at the mech, unable to answer as he gaped in shock. "I-I-"

"You BELONG to me. Is that clear?" Chase hinted again, pressing closer onto the grey-haired man.

"Yes...Sir?" Chief hesitantly replied, which made it seemed like a question rather than a statement.

Sighing, Chase ran a hand through his holoformed hair and smirked at the terrified man.

"I see you are STILL in doubts of who is in charge of this situation. Let me give you a lesson then, Charlie."