P.S= #26: Zekia & Indreesha

[2 weeks later in the city of steel]

The sun's gentle rays spilled into Cory's room, painting a warm mosaic of light across his face, coaxing him from his slumber. With a soft groan, he ruffled the side of his hair, attempting to shake off the remnants of sleep. His focus, however, was abruptly diverted by a screech as the door swung open, revealing a familiar face.

"Well, you're finally awake," Kiyomizu greeted with a broad smile, stepping into Cory's room.

Cory, still rubbing his eyes, inquired, "What happened after the fight?"

"After the fight, you were hurt pretty badly and ended up passing out. But not to worry, Naima healed you immediately, so your injuries wouldn't worsen."

Examining the bandages adorning his body, Cory asked, "How long was I out for?"

"Two week," Kiyomizu replied.

"What?!" Cory exclaimed.

The door pulled open once more, and Kiyomizu turned to see Yamato entering. "Oh, you're awake."

"Hey, Yamato, what's up?" Cory greeted.

"Come with me; it's all done now," Yamato said.

Eagerly, Cory leaped out of bed, hastily grabbing his shirt, and beckoned, "Come on, Kiyomizu."

"H-hey, wait!" Cory added as he rushed to put on his shirt, catching up with Yamato. Just as he headed outside, he accidentally bumped into Elliott.

"Oh, my bad," apologized Elliott.

"No problem, Elliott. What's up?" Cory inquired.

"Nth." said Elliott

"Are you really gonna join?" asked Cory

"Yea that's if you're willing to let me." said Elliott

He looks at Naima and she Nods her head "of course i am" Cory starts to smile "now where's the ship."

"It's beyond the city," declared Yamato.

"Let's proceed then," Cory replied.

"We're almost there, so you guys put these on," Yamato said, distributing blindfolds to everyone except Kiyomizu.

"Okay, I can't believe that old man Minto didn't come with us," remarked Yamato.

"He said if he did, he wouldn't have let Yamato leave with you," Naima explained.

"I see, so he means he would cry, huh?" Cory chuckled.

"You can take your blindfolds off. I give you Zekia," Yamato announced.

"No way, it's a train!" Cory exclaimed.

"Wow, you have outdone yourself, Yamato," Naima praised.

"I can't believe you built this in two week," Elliott added.

"Yes, he did, plus Ava and I helped," Kiyomizu mentioned.

Yamato started to smile, "Thanks, you guys. Cory, this isn't just any train; it's a War Train. It's powered by raw Haku, and it can run on land, sea, and air."

"No way," Elliott repeated.

"Let's go inside," Yamato suggested.

As they entered the train, the metallic hiss of the doors closing echoed through the spacious chamber. The scent of new technology lingered in the air

"Wow, the inside is way bigger than I thought," Cory observed.

"Let's show you guys around. First on the list, we've got the kitchen," Yamato said.

"It's huge!" Kiyomizu exclaimed.

Walking into the kitchen, the gleaming surfaces and state-of-the-art appliances captured their attention. Yamato proudly showcased the Auto Food Maker, a marvel of engineering that could produce any culinary delight with just a few commands.

"Not only that, we have an Auto Food Maker, which can make food and drinks," Yamato explained.

Kiyomizu marveled, "This is like a five-star restaurant!"

"Then we have the dining hall where we will eat together," Yamato continued.

Entering the spacious dining hall, a long table with polished silverware awaited them. It was a place designed for camaraderie, where they could share meals and laughter.

"Here's where we share our meals and stories. Bonding is crucial for a team like ours," Yamato explained.

Cory nodded in agreement, "A strong crew is built on strong relationships."

Next on the tour were the living quarters. "Twelve rooms for each member and a guest room for any potential allies or friends we make along the way," Yamato detailed.

The doors to the rooms slid open, revealing comfortable spaces adorned with futuristic decor. Each room had its unique touch, tailored to the preferences of its future occupant.

"Then the bathrooms; boys and girls each have one bathroom, and each has a shower and a bath," Yamato detailed.

They marveled at the high-tech bathrooms, equipped with smart mirrors and advanced cleansing systems. The fusion of luxury and functionality was evident in every detail.

"Now, the medical bay, where we can go for check-ups from Naima," Yamato added.

Entering the medical bay, Naima took a moment to appreciate the state-of-the room "Nice I like it."

The fabrication room caught their attention next. "Custom clothing at your fingertips," Yamato said as he showcased the state-of-the-art fabricator.

"And the library," Yamato continued, "for quiet moments and knowledge seeking."

Elliott, running his fingers along the bookshelves, grinned. "I can finally catch up on my reading."

Moving through the workshop and laboratory, Yamato explained their functions. "For innovation and experimentation the workshop will be my room."

Next was the training room it was expansive, complete with holographic training dummies. "We hone our skills here," Yamato said, a sense of pride in his voice.

"And the storage room," Yamato opened the door to a vast space. "For any equipment, supplies, or treasures we acquire on our journey."

"We also have a briefing room and last but not least the bridge." said Yamato. They walk up to the room and the doors to the room opens by themselves and as they enter they closes.

"Wow," they all said.

"Wait, who's gonna fly this thing?" Cory asked.

"Don't worry, I have thought of that, and I would like you all to meet our A.I. System," Yamato said.

Yamato pressed a button, and a female AI with short white hair and big green eyes with a cross pattern in them appeared she has on a light color skintight with an cropped white jacket. "Hello, nice to meet you, my king, or should I say Captain Coryeil Silva."

"Cory is just fine," Cory replied.

"Captain Cory it is," the AI affirmed.

"When did you find time to do this?" Kiyomizu wondered.

"I was working on her a long time ago. Cory, would you give her a name?" Yamato asked.

"Hmm, sure. What about Indreesha? Indi for short," Cory suggested.

"Okay then," Yamato agreed. "Cory," Yamato called.

"Huh?" Cory responded.

"You see that big chair there?" Yamato pointed.

"Yeah," Cory said.

"It's for the captain," Yamato announced.

"And I'm the captain," Cory declared.

"I know," Yamato confirmed.

"I know you know," Cory chuckled.

"Yeah," Yamato agreed.

"Can I?" Cory asked.

"Knock yourself out," Yamato encouraged.

As Cory settled into the captain's chair, the room emanated a soft hum, "Now, Indi," Cory commanded. "Yes, sir," Indi replied. "Close the door," Cory ordered. "Right," Indi said. the door smoothly slid closed at Indi's command. The atmosphere on the bridge buzzed with anticipation, a sense of unity and purpose hanging in the air. 

The bridge, bathed in a soft glow from the control panels, exuded a futuristic elegance. The walls were adorned with sleek holographic displays, showcasing various data and navigational charts. The air carried the faint hum of machinery, a symphony of technology ready to serve its captain.

Yamato stood beside Cory, a proud smile on his face, as if witnessing the realization of a long-cherished dream. Kiyomizu, Naima, and Elliott exchanged excited glances, their eyes reflecting the gleam of the high-tech surroundings. 

"Start up the engine," Cory directed.

"Where to, Captain?" they all asked.

Cory turned his attention to Indi, the AI system standing by for his command. "To MT Kyla," Cory declared with a firmness that resonated through the entire bridge.

The control panels illuminated, casting an ethereal glow on Cory's determined expression. Indi efficiently initiated the startup sequence, and the hum in the room intensified as the engine came to life. The bridge, once tranquil, now thrummed with the energy of a vessel ready to embark on a grand adventure.

As the ship began to move, everyone on the bridge felt the subtle vibrations beneath their feet. The journey to MT Kyla had officially commenced, and the Phoenix Slayers were on the brink of a new chapter in their lives.