C.I.3: The Battle of the Mega Titan

Chapter 5. Master of Disguise

Mic turns on the switch, hoping that D.B would come back. The rest of the Gang stands farther back into the cell in case something went wrong. The B.O.T begins to move. It looks around the room for a moment before looking at the Gang from the other side of the cell. Finally, it speaks. "Oh! Hey guys!" It said. "Say. Why are you in a cage?" The Gang walked closer with precaution. "D.B?" Asked Mic. "Is that you?" The B.O.T looks at them confusingly. "Uh. Yeah?" He said. "It be me! D.B!" The Gang felt both joy and relief after finding out that Diesel B.O.T was back into action. He looks around the room once more. "Where the heck are we anyways?" "D.B." Mic said. "Don't panic, but Zinteren has us captured." D.B becomes worried. "ZINTEREN?!" He asked loudly. The Gang tries to get him to keep quiet. "Not so loud you bucket of bolts!" Warpaint whispered. Suddenly D.B becomes confused even more. "Wait." He said. "Something doesn't compute with me. How am I here, when you guys are there?" Maladar tries to explain to him about what was going on. "You were destroyed when the Mainian went down." He explained. "Mic had to rebuild you out of one of Zinteren's B.O.Ts." D.B looks at himself. "Is that why I'm painted black?" "Yep." Said Psycho. D.B looks around the room. He realized that something wasn't right. "Say!" He said. "Where's Cyclone and that other boy?" The Gang all looked at each other. Mic looks at him. "I'm afraid Zinteren has them both." He said. "Then we've got to do something!" D.B said frantically. "We will." Said Maladar. "But right now, WE must find a way out." "Okay?" Said D.B. "How do we do that?" Mic already had an idea figured out. "Well right now, you're in disguise, so this would be the perfect opportunity." "Go on." Said D.B. "Just before we were all put in a cell," Mic continued. "I'd just so happened to see the switch for the cell. On top, it will have the number 55 on it. That's OUR cell number." Mic points the way. "What I want you to do, is to go down that hallway and turn right. You should be able to see all the switches there." "Sounds easy enough." Said D.B. "I will do that." Suddenly, the Gang noticed a problem. D.B looked TOO much like the enemy B.O.Ts. "How will we know its him when he returns to us?" Asked Psycho scratching his head. "He looks just LIKE the others." Mic strokes his newly-grown goatee for a solution. "Hm." He said. Then, he got it. He takes out his screwdriver he had hidden under his shirt. "Come here D.B." He said. The little robot moves closer to the cell where Mic was standing on the other side. Suddenly, he takes his screwdriver and scratches the side of D.B head. Unfortunately he wasn't happy about the scratch. "Hey!" He said angrily. "What was that for?" "Oh quit you're whining!" Said Warpaint. "It's just a scratch!" Mic turns back to the B.O.T. "Its just so we can recognize you." He continued. "Besides, I'm gonna repaint you back to white once we get out of here. IF we get out of here." D.B was finally on his way to the switches, but begins to mumble to himself as he went along. "I kinda liked the new paint job." He said quietly.