Life of a wubbox

[Chapter one]: Creation

"And... a one two three!"

Welcome to starhenge, the island of the celestials. It is a place where the second generation of creators reside to sing their song of the stars.

Currently, the celestial Galvana of the electricity element is in the middle of creating something. Her fellow celestials at standing on the sidelines as they watched. The atmosphere was tense, as everybody looked on.

Galvana raised her staff and called her power, focusing it into a small ever growing orb of energy that floated in front of her. When it was at the point of bursting, she then directed it towards a metal box that sat in front of her. And to the courtesy of Vhamp the Mech elemental for gathering the material to make it easier for her.

The orb travelled through the air and into the entrance of the box, it's biolights lighting up with the colours of teal before settling. Indicating it's ready.

"Phew!" Galvana stated, wiping away the sweat beads that had gathered in her forehead. "That's it for now."

She then turned to the other celestials who were watching.

"Alright," she spoke. "Please, everybody of who I asked, it's now your turn."

The 6 natural element celestials, Torrt, Glashuir, Attmoz, Furnoss, Hornacle and Blasoom. Stepped up into the broad light and approached the box. Placing their hands on it, (or just touching it with their foreheads...) they imbued some energy to power it up. They held onto it for a while before a whirring sound caused them to back up.

"Whoa!" Glaishur (the ice element) gasped as he stumbled back.

"Is it supposed to do that?" Hornacle asked in alarm. Glancing at Galvana.

"Yes." She replied. "Now give it a sec will you Hornacle?"

"A sec is too long for these old bones of mine! How much longer do we have to wait?" Blasoom asked, anxious about the new creation.

Attmoz place his hand on the others shoulder. "Not long at all, take a look." He states. Pointing towards the box which was starting to transform in a way.

The box flashed, and in it's place a pale brass robot stood. It's arms closely resembled Galvana's. And it's limbs were held in place with metallic bindings and electric ropes that suspended itself in mid air.

It was a little taller than Attmoz, who already stood at around 4 meters.

A hushed amount of murmuring passed through the onlookers as they looked at the new monster.

It looked around in a state of confusion, giving a once over at the monsters surrounding it. Before looking at itself. It spotted its hands, it's feet. And looking down, he saw a... round thing hover in place in its torso.

It looked back in its hands in awe, opening and closing them.

It could get used to this.

Eventually, Galvana decided to speak up.

"Hello, there. Welcome to the monster world." She greeted, taking gentle steps before the unnamed robot. She was a meter smaller than this robot.

The robot stumbled back, as it originally thought that these... things surrounding him was part of the scenery. A statue.

"Is this how everyone reacts after being created?" Loodvig asked Scaratar. (Shadow and poison) murmuring not to frighten the bot even more.

"Pretty sure." Scaratar murmured back.

What they were referring to was, direct creation. When a monster is created not in a standard egg. But in this case, this robot that stood in front of them wasn't in a egg.

"No no... I am not going to harm you." Galavana reassured. Holding her arms out to show she is not a threat.

The robot pondered a little, studying the monster that stood before him. That's when he noticed her arms. They were the same as his. But a little different... he mimicked her. Holding out his arms like her.

Galvana chuckled at this. "Yes, our arms look the same."

She approached the robot and patted its arms as it watched. "Well, I created you. With some assistance."

It pondered on these words for a little while, trying to absorb the information. Created... to generate. To make. To... bring to life? It pointed towards Galvana, then it pointed towards itself.

Galvana nodded. Understanding what it was trying to say.  "Yes, I did create you." She said, patting the robots arms.

Looking down, it was once again processing the information. A hint of a smile appeared on its face before it nodded.

"Hey Galvana you have to name it!"

The sudden voice called out to the two, scaring the bot and interrupting the heartwarming moment . It jumped slightly before whipping its head in the direction of the source, a pale purple and white... thing. Monster?

Taking a few steps back in order to run, a gentle tug on the arm where Galvana was preventing him from doing that.

"It's ok- he's a friend..." Galvana assured the alarmed bot. "He's a little... loud mouthed in a way." She quickly then returned to the subject of naming. "Is there anything you want to be called?"

...

It shook it's head no. Adding a shrug in the mix.

Galvana sighed, she's gonna have to come up with this on the spot...

Box... orb...

The robot tried to walk around, but was unable to. Eventually toppling over and loosing its balance.

"Oh my!" Vhamp warbled. Rolling his way over to the bot to check if he is alright.

Wobbly on his feet... wobbly. Wubbly. Wubbly box. Wub-box. Wubbox!

"What about Wubbox?" She mused out loud.

"Wubbox?" Plixie (plasma) scoffed. "That's a weird name."

"Not as weird as yours..." Syncopite the crystal celestial scoffed in comment to Plixie's remark.

"Yeah, Wubbox is a good name." Furnoss the fire celestial agreed.

"Then Wubbox it is." Galvana nodded, turning her attention back to the robot.

"From here on now, you shall be known as Wubbox." She announced in a commanding voice. Walking over and hokding onto her creations hands and looking at it in the eye with a big smile.

The Wubbox didn't know what to make of it at first, it only stared for a moment before giving a curt nod and a thumbs up.

Galvana grinned, this will add some light to their dull everyday lives.

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