6 Chapter 6
"Record 1, this is Azriel. I've been stuck wandering these delipidated hallways for days now," said Azriel dramatically while holding a debris in the shape of a camera facing his way. "With no way out, I'm afraid I will starve to death or thirst in another few days" he continued.
He paused for an instance as the hallways became quiet once again. He looked at the debris for a moment and casually threw it away as he kept walking.
"Ughh, I'm so bored! Everything looks the same, rusted and wrecked beyond recognition!" cried out Azriel as he idly swang Steve around.
"Steve my man, I think you led me further into this facility instead of the exit. Ahh, I should've gone to the right," lamented Azriel.
"I wonder what they were researching here. I doubt they would build this huge ass facility just to study me right?" continued Azriel as he looked around. "Man, this place gives me the creeps! It's as if I'm in one of those horror movies back in the day. What was it? Hmm, Silent Plains or Silent Mountains or something," muttered Azriel as he continued walking.
"There shouldn't be any ghosts here right?" asked Azriel to nobody with a wry smile. Just as he said that, a huge bang could be heard coming from the direction he came from which scared him to the point that his right arm morphed into a small blade.
"Fuck! That scared the hell outta me!" shouted Azriel as he narrowed his eyes to the direction that the sound came from. When he heard the sound, he turned around swiftly and jumped back, leaving small cracks on the floor as he unconsciously got into a stance to slash whatever comes his way with his right arm.
He only noticed when he caught a glance out of the corner of his eyes that his arm had turned into something else. He blinked once and blinked a few more times as he stared at his arm in wonder.
"Woah, what the, what happened to my arm?" exclaimed Azriel, as he turned his arm in different directions to examine it carefully.
"Despite being the size of a little dagger, the blade is very sharp!" Azriel's eyes sparkled with excitement like a child with a brand-new toy as he tried stabbing it into the wall. Then he attempted to slash it, the blade slicing the rusted metal walls like a hot knife through butter.
"The material of the blade seems metallic but I'm not sure if it's iron or something else. It should be iron since it comes out of my body but hmm, food for thought. Also, the edge doesn't seem to have any chip in it even after using it to slice, although rusted, still metallic walls," continued Azriel.
"Anyway, this would be my trump card for now," said Azriel as his hand returned back to normal. He was slowly getting used to his 'powers'. He picked up Steve on the floor and jogged lightly towards the direction of the sound.
"I just hope they have a corporeal body so that I could at least stab them," muttered Azriel with a wry smile.
'Also, I knew I should've trusted my gut and gone right! *sigh* Guess I should try and stop being indecisive. It has always been one of my prominent weaknesses.' thought Azriel.
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Meanwhile at the entrance of the facility. 2B and 9S were stuck, unable to proceed because of a huge rusted metal vault door. 9S was trying to see if he could hack into a terminal or something to open the door but had no luck doing so.
"Aw man, why does this thing have to be manually opened from the inside? That is just inconvenient!" complained 9S.
As 9S was still scanning the door with his pod on how to open it, 2B walked back a few steps, only stopping after a good distance from the door. She then got into a sprinting stance.
"9S.....move," was all she said as she sprinted at her full speed towards the door leaving cracks with her every step.
"Wha?...ahh!" shouted 9S in surprise as he turned around and saw 2B rushing towards him with great speed. He dodged to his left quickly and soon heard a loud boom from behind him.
*BOOM*
There was now a circular hole twice the size of the androids in the metal vault door. The metals at the edge of the hole were bent inwards as if the door was blasted by a railgun. Looking inside the hole, one could see the culprit dusting off her clothes as if she hadn't just kicked a hole through the metal vault door. Though the door has rusted and had become brittle, it was still several inches thick, showing how strong combat-oriented models were.
"Let's go," said 2B after she had finished preening herself. Who could blame her for wanting to look presentable towards one of her race's creators? 9S, who was speechlessly looking towards 2B with his mouth open in awe, could only nod quickly and follow behind her like a duckling following its mama duck. The way in front of them is illuminated by each of their separate pods.
2B speed-walked down the halls of the facility, randomly taking a path inwards, sometimes coming to a dead end. 9S following behind her couldn't help voice out his thoughts after a while of them randomly walking around.
"Umm, Miss 2B, are we perhaps searching for something else other than Sir Azriel?" asked 9S timidly not wanting to point out the obvious. Hearing 9S's inquiry, 2B stopped and turned to face 9S. Although her face does not show any emotions, one could tell she was very annoyed and frustrated. In her excitement, which she will never admit, she had forgotten about everything else other than meeting Azriel. 9S noticed this but wisely chose to keep his mouth shut while thinking, 'Emotions are prohibited she said, haha. She looks quite cute like this though. But I can understand why she is acting this way, in fact, I am excited too!'
9S suddenly felt a glare thrown his way as he sweated nervously, finding the wall to be a lot more intriguing as he started looking at it with his utmost focus.
"Hmm, what a...umm, interesting wall," (9S)
Under her blindfolds (combat visors), 2B narrowed her eyes in 9S's direction since she imagined he had just thought something rude about her.
"...." (2B)
"....." (profusely sweating 9S)
2B broke the silence after a while saying "I was scouting the surrounding areas for any hostiles and mapping out the facility."
"Ah of course, righto, ahaha," nodded 9S awkwardly and frantically in agreement.
2B kept walking without saying anything more, though this time not moving as quickly as previously. She had remembered her duties.
"Phew, haaa, that was scary. I'm happy to work with her but man is she so serious. Like a certain operator," quietly muttered 9S.
"Did you say something?" came the chilly voice of 2B.
"No! Ma'am!" quickly shouted 9S as he rigidly stood straight.
"Hm," was all 2B voiced as she continued walking.
'Ahh I want to go back to the bunker already' cried 9S inside his head.
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*2B's pov*
I'm being too hasty but I can't stop this growing excitement and happiness whenever I thought of meeting one of our creators. Not to mention he is the only human on earth as of now. Will he continue to stay here on Earth afterward?
I shook my head slightly having such wishful thinking. It is not safe for him here. It is better if he goes to the moon where there are other humans. It is safer for him there too. We can't allow anything to happen to him. We have to protect him. WE MUST PROTECT HIM!
But a part of me can't help but hope that he could be here...with us on earth. In a highly fortified base of course. Or even on bunker. Nn, that would be nice. I could imagine him wishing us luck before we embark on our tasks. Welcoming us back while praising us for doing a good job. Better yet, acting as our operator, looking after us every second of our missions.
I sighed softly at having such useless thoughts. I need to focus....I wonder if he would mind letting me hug him.....!!!!!!.....why did I want to hug him?....Ah, it's because of that picture operator 21O showed me that time. I'm not sure where she got it from but she did say it was from her secret 'stash' or whatever that means. In fact, operator 6O also got her own secret 'stash' if I remember.
It was a picture of two humans holding each other posing for a picture. There were also two cute little human children in it. They all looked so....happy. I wonder what it is like to be hugged.
