We Could Be Immortals

Hope For All

Year 2046, North Montana

Not too many robots roamed in this part of the world. But that never guaranteed it as safe. The real danger here were the Bowler Hats. The name being given to those who had fallen under the control of DOR-15, who served him. The one behind it all.

The team had taken base in an old subway station. Their hide out was an old train they had managed to get running. There were a few carts to it. The first had all their gear. Computers, tools, armour and of course, had the driving compartment up front. Most of the technology was what they managed to gather up and save throughout the years. The next carriage carried their food supplies and that's where they ate. Most of their food were canned and raw. You couldn't find much food anyway. And the last two was where they slept. It was good that they found one of those sleeping car trains. Before they used to run around from place to place, finding somewhere safe to hide and they all had to leave some gear behind. Billie was able to drive them around the underground rails. They didn't need to leave anything behind, because they could take it with them. Their problems mostly consisted of clearing up rubble that blocked their path and not drawing too much attention to the guards and robots. Adding thrusters allowed them to ride off the rails, but when they landed, it was better to stay near tracks so it wouldn't be obvious.

They never stayed in a place too long. That would be suicide. They always had to keep moving. Staying created a high risk of getting caught. They stayed usually for a few days, a week if they could. No one bothered figuring out what time of day it was anymore. The skies always had an ominous red colour, mixed with black smoke. The world smelt of burning corpses, electric smoke was what greeting their nostrils everyday for the past six years. It was horrible, but they had gotten used to it. Dust, dirt and rubble had collected on their suits, giving that end of the world look to them.

"Won't hacking into their system alert them of our location?" Honey asked, joining Helen in the first carriage.

The woman didn't pull away from her screen and kept at it. "It would, but maybe we could find something that could help us."

"Helen, we've searched their database countless times and all those times we have been close to getting caught." Said for the few times they did get caught due to their hacking.

Helen sighed. "I know. But we weren't in long enough to see anything."

They had gathered that most of the robots were controlled using a control chip. The one that allowed all of the Robinson robots to work together and keep peace. In the wrong hands, those robots turned against everyone and only served the ones in command. The only good robot that was operational was Baymax. Since he didn't contain any use of Robinson tech, he was saved from the control.

"If I can't stop you from hacking. I'll let everyone know to get going." Honey nodded.

"You do that." Helen said.

Honey made her way towards the driving compartment, leaving Helen to her musings. Billie had made this her official living quarters. Useful for unexpected attacks and making quick getaways. Billie was currently eating something from a can. Most food sources were in the few big cities left, the ones that remained undamaged by the war. The places were heavily guarded and they usually sent small groups to break in. That group had always consisted of Dash, Gogo and Tallulah. They all had gear that allowed speed and they could get in or out before anyone noticed. Who knew what they grabbed. Everyone just went with whatever they got. As long as they had some source of food in their systems, it'll do.

"I have a feeling that heating this up wasn't a good idea." Billie said, cringing from her last bite.

"I doubt anything we try would make it any better." Honey chuckled.