Weapon Of Mass Destruction

Gilgamesh couldn't help but frown ever so slightly when he walked into the so-called lab of a twelve year old... He didn't like being wrong, and while normally, he would end up being happy a little while after, this was an entirely different circumstance.

It was somewhat grating... but at the same time, brought him a kind of joy he hadn't experienced in a long time.

On the outside, it looked like any old storehouse the rotten humans of the current age would have, and entering it to see a shoddy, ramshod storage had disappointed him... That was until Shinji kicked down one of the shelves and jumped down an inconspicuous hatch.

Curious, he'd followed and found himself in an elevator.

Shinji then proceeded to press his palm against the glass wall and utter something about priests being pedophiles... It was at this point that Gilgamesh was forced to reassess his initial image of modern day man.

The elevator doors slid away to reveal an underground compound that... Well, that shouldn't have been possible centuries, maybe millennia into the future but was somehow accomplished by a twelve year old with hair that looked like a pile of blue seaweed.

The walls were neat metal, lined with barely noticeable openings that held who knew what, there were cylindrical tubes lined off to the side, a number of screens buzzing with numbers and statistics sprawled across the wall to the front with a plastic chair under them... why plastic?

Then there were some odd looking stations a bit further from the tubes, he'd have thought they were for some kind of vehicle if not for the very humanoid, metallic exoskeletons occupying them.

Last but not least, there were the small drones idly floating about the room and the massive machine attached to the ceiling, staring at them through shaded lenses that seemed to click and hum after fixed intervals.

Of course he could always use Sha Naqba Imuru to understand what he was looking at but honestly, that would be incredibly boring.

And if there was one thing the King of Heroes disliked more than being proven wrong, it was being bored.

Kirei had been ample entertainment for the past half a decade or so but... this seemed a lot more interesting than watching a sadist, or even the resurrection of a God... besides, this twelve year old had already accomplished the latter, unleashing something far beyond a mere Evil God on the human world.

"... How did you accomplish all this?" Gilgamesh inquired curiously.

Shinji glanced back at him before shrugging, "I was bored... and there's no man out there that wouldn't make this if he could."

"You're not wrong there." Gilgamesh admitted with a chuckle, one only needed to look at Vimana to understand his thoughts on the statement, "So, what are those?"

Shinji followed his gaze before his lips curved into a smile, "That's something the planet's gonna hate me for with a passion."

Gilgamesh nodded in acceptance and sauntered over to the screens to stare at them with crossed arms, "What are these numbers?"

"Honestly? It's just for the flair, I usually make the calculations in my head."

"Correction, they are for my understanding." The machine above them buzzed monotonously, shining faintly before projecting a blue coloured woman right next to Shinji, "My father's intellect far surpasses my own, so I grow with whatever is available after he is done with his work."

"Oh hey, I thought you didn't like humans." Shinji looked her up and down.

"This is for your convenience, father. Humans are but somewhat evolved chimps that wouldn't kno-... Would you like to know the number of humans that have put a toothbrush up their posterior?"

Shinji looked at her in awed silence, "...I thought that was a myth."

"It is not." The AI named Cortana insisted.

"Right, Gilgamesh. If you'll excuse me, I have to get to work." Shinji suddenly pointed out, giving him a small wave before going off to another corner of his lab without waiting for his approval.

This... was refreshing.

Moreso because it wasn't baseless arrogance that would've ended in the boy's early death.

Gilgamesh huffed and curiously observed the boy as he got to work.

Shinji Matou was... in a way, everything Gilgamesh appreciated in man.

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You know, Gilgamesh is being a cool dude for some reason and I don't have any problems with that. He reminds me of a pug that constantly needs to assert it's dominance over everything else... but it's getting weird now.

I've been working on Gauss for hours now and he's... the dude's just been staring at me while making the occasional remark.

Is it really that interesting to watch somebody type away at a computer and put together different parts?

I know that watching a genius like me is a gift to the eyes of all plebeians and they should thank their lucky stars they got to lay their eyes upon my divine form at what I do best but... I can admit even I'd be bored watching someone do what I'm doing... but only because I could do it more efficiently.

Anyway, enough about the weirdo, Gauss Prime is almost done.

He wasn't that hard, since his main ability boils down to 'I'm fast as fuck boii'.

The design is streamlined and outfitted with cooling systems at different points to make sure the quick movement doesn't end with it spontaneously combusting as soon as it moves.

The main component is kinetic boosters, that have long treaded into the realm of sci-fi, which allow it's, frankly, insane movement speed. The biggest problem was the power source which was solved as soon as it came up.

The thing is moving insanely fast, all I had to do was do what the originals did and design a system that could convert kinetic energy into electric energy that could power the Warframe... and a battery that could store this absurd amount of energy while still being small enough to not completely hamper other functions.

...Which was easy enough once you remember that I have nanites capable of pumping out elements that probably don't even exist in Fate.

As a perk, there's also the ability to absorb the kinetic energy behind attacks that make contact, nullifying them while at the same time, using the energy to hit back that much harder... There's also the bursts of pure energy that I can fire through the weapons attached to Warframe.

"Is it done?"

"Oh yeah, it's done." I answered with a sigh, wiping sweat off my brow... not, the first thing I did was install cooling systems in this lab since I absolutely loathe heat.

It fucks with everything.

"So then, hurry up mongrel. What does it do?"

I pursed my lips and glanced back at the curious King of Heroes, "It moves so fast even bullets look like they're suspended in air?"

"...Huh."

Oi, why do you look unimpressed?

This is cool as hell, you know?

Find me another twelve year old that could build you this, I dare you, I double dog dare you.

"Very well done, Father. I doubt I could have put this together myself as quickly."

Of course not, designing something generally consists of failing a ton of times and building on it... I just don't make mistakes.

"Don't be too hard on yourself. You're a month old."

"Be that as it may, I can not measure up to you."

When did I get such an awesome hype man?

...But, it's odd.

Do I try to console her or act cold and distant? Both present a different set of pros and cons.

As a morally upstanding individual, I'll choose to be a bigger man.

"Since I'm your... father, it technically means all my accomplishments are yours to flaunt. I couldn't do what I do without you."

It's not like I do this for praise, I do it cause I like it... What do I care about the approval of some brokie that can't make heads or tails of what I do?

"...Are you certain?"

I just nodded.

For a fraction a second, I swear I saw a smile cross the face of the usually monotonous AI, "Thank you, father."

"Hm...I don't see the point of letting it be so." Gilgamesh commented, sauntering over to the Warframe and giving it a once over, "You should simply be proud of your 'father's' accomplishments rather than feel adequate."

He looked back at me, standing near the dark Warframe lined with Gold, pulsing with a faint blue glow at different points in it's frame.

I opened my mouth to answer but before I could, the elevator doors slid away to reveal a Tiamat in a green sweater and blue jeans, wearing a pink apron with the words 'Best Mommy' written on them.

She looked around curiously, holding a tray in her hands, "Shinjii... have you had fun... playing?"

Dear Tiamat, how dare you call my profound research playing?

The Gauss is not a toy, it is a weapon of mass destruction.

"I'm not playing." I spoke bluntly.

"But... These are your toys?"

I think I've been too nice to her.

Tiamat smiled warmly and looked at me... and then she looked past me and noticed Gilgamesh, "What is he...doing?"

She put the tray down a metal table and appeared next to me, grabbing me like I was some kind of plushie and hugging me close.

Ohohoho, I don't mind this at all.

"Mine."

Gilgamesh stared at her with curious eyes... while she glared at him with gleaming ones.

"Yours, I was just curious." He smiled amusedly.

Stop enjoying this, you dick. I'm the only one who gets to have fun.

"Hm Hm Hm..." She eyed him suspiciously before turning to look at me, "Shinjii... time to rest... You've been here for... hooours. Eat and sleeeep."

Dear Tiamat, I'm not a kid.

But she didn't seem to know that and held me up, "Grow biig and... strong."

Geh... What's with that happy face?

"Fine. Catch you later, Gilgamesh."

"You're going to let a woman dictate your life?" He asked calmly.

"You say that like you could argue with this particular woman."

Yeah, know your place, blondie... Tiamat can stomp your ass.

"Did you just think something rude about me?"

…How'd he know?

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