Princess In A City Of Galbots And Palbots-Story One: The Beginning

Princess work: A totally safe plan this time

"What is this Captian Pontia-ahh" she slaps Lick.

Then she just walks back and forth looking down and she walks to a table of tools.

It has strange shaped screws. All with blue blood. She looks down still in anger and picks one up and puts it down as she inspects them. Not finding a suitable one till she grabs the 6th one labeled "The skinn grizzly". Once, she picks it up. She tests it out showing its capabilities of drilling with a powerful red glow and loud noise.

Lick is scared right out of her robot soul, but she is a protector of the kingdom and is going to refuse to speak.

If she can

"You have no freaking choice, but to talk dog"

"Dog. Ahh" Captian Pontiac slaps her again. While Lick catches her breath ready for another one.

And it comes again harder from Pontiac's hands using some iron gloves she wears all the time.

Then she raise her arms again, but this time she doesn't strike. Lick also opens her eyes to see what is going on.

Pontiac is just freezing there turning her facial expression from mad to grinning.

"Sorry, my poor dear. Did I scare you" She puts her hand under her chin. Massaging her chin.

"Sorry about that. I get really angry when I can't get something I want. I mean you did take out so many of my guards all by yourself with your weapon of which is commonly used by all the forces I took down, but you are a skilled warrior and I want you by my side of personal bodyguard. Seriously, you got very good use of your weakling body, it makes me so prideful of the robot race" she keeps stroking Lick's hair.

"Now let's make you my worker"

Captian Pontiac then takes her hand away from Lick and faces it towards her. Humming that familiar red glow.

"Now, be mine and you will tell me everything"

Lick looks up from her shackles to Captian Pontiac's face and spits at her.

"Never"

"Well I tried being easy on you sweetie"

Captian Pontiac fires a red, powerful beam towards her forehead. Trying to control her.

Lick struggles against as this is painful and can only possibly be thinking of protecting her kingdom. It is her home and many too that live a peaceful life.

A life that this turned Captian Pontiac does not deserve.

Then Captian Pontiac tries harder this time. Focusing all her strength trying to control Lick.

She still struggles, but is showing signs of weakness. Fading and fading slowly to the red magical beams of thsi witch demon.

Finally, she fades and makes her head fall. She is utterly not moving. Captian Pontiac checks her pulse and she feels nothing. She then gets angry at herself for not keeping her alive. This was a very vital person.

She turns tables and destroys all tools inside the chamber. Starting with her torture tools which are now in chunked pieces. Using her magic she destroys and slams at the walls causing rumbles and outcrys among those on the floors above and below and as the same as hers. Next, to the destroyed room she takes whatever is not broken and breaks it into pieces having outrages of destruction.

Once, finished all that lie in the room is rocks that were once stone blocks, wood that held the room, and tools that once had a purpose for use. Not anymore as the rage and danger of Captian Pontiac shows which even more dangerous in an unstable state. Next, she goes from heavy breathing to a calm state but keeps her mad expression because of what went away.