Internecion in G

Part 3: Makeover

After what felt like days of constantly putting his foot on the pedal, Ameer is finally getting rather exhausted. With just a glimpse of the window gave him an idea on how long he's been driving. He's now in the desert in the middle of nowhere. After getting snapped back into reality, he took the stolen van off-road. Once he got far enough from it, he glanced behind him to see Gunned so casually laying on the floor, sleeping. He unbuckled his seatball to go to the back to have a better look.

There were the texts saying "SLEEP MODE: ACTIVE" on Gunned's visor. Why would he need a sleep mode, maybe it's a charging state or something? Ameer then shifted his direction onto the many consoles on the side. This thing was definitely used to track things down and whatnot. He knew if he stayed even just a second longer, his location might be revealed to by the goverment. He goes to try and wake Gunned up from his current state. "Hey, Gunned, wake up, we gotta go, now!" He says as he lightly taps his visor repeatedly. Eventually, multiple texts flashed on his visor before it displays the familiar x shaped eyes. "What's going on?" Gunned says, clearly confused. Ameer explains to him "Look, we're not out of the chase just yet. We gotta get moving, now." Ameer tells him to transform into his cube mode and go into his pocket. He then got out and started to run away from the back before turning to face it. He takes Gunned out of his pocket and raises him from his palm, facing it to the van. "Think you can get rid of it?" He asks. Gunned scoffs, "Get rid, what did you think my job was?" before transforming into his robotic form. Gunned raises his hand as the van starts to lift. Suddenly, it starts breaking down into these small, cube shaped objects as it slowly falls apart. Once the last bits of cubes finally got to Gunned's hand, he forms it into another cube, this time it looked rather concentrated before grasping it, absorbing it into his body. Gunned then turns back into his cube form and into Ameer's pocket. "Y-you can do that?" Ameer asks in disbelief of what he just saw. "Yup, matter manipulation, we all have it!" Gunned says in glee. "We...?" Ameer asks again, now looking into his pocket, directly at him. "Why do you think my model number was 78?" Gunned asks him. Ameer shakes his head and tells him to forget it, but he is constantly thinking about it. Why would his dad create something like this, he worked for a biowaste company after all. Why would they mass-produce them too considering their capabilities, wouldn't it be expensive? Hell, why are they even created in the first place? Questions leads to more questions and it doesn't seem like it'll end anytime soon.

Gunned chimes in after seeing Ameer clearly lost to his thoughts. "You don't plan on walking, do you?" He asks. Ameer shrugs and tells him "Well, what other options do I got?". Gunned got out of his pocket and starts to make something. In a flash, a motorcycle with a sidecar on it appeared right in front of him. Gunned turns to face him "How's that for an option?" before getting on it. Ameer seemed shocked again but this time he was also rather excited. "Whoa, you can make stuff too?" He asks as he looks around it in enthusiasm. "Sure, I think. I don't know about organics though." Gunned seems unsure about himself. Ameer hopped on and starts the motorcycle up, revving it in excitement. But, something felt off. He turns to Gunned who is excited to which he asks Ameer, "What are you waiting for?". Ameer ponders for a moment before telling him "Yeah, I don't thinking having you looking like this is gonna help.". Gunned the turned into a cube again when suddenly, tissues, veins and muscles started to grow from it. Tissues formed muscles, muscles formed organs, until it resembled a skeleton with muscles holding it together before being engolfed in blood. As the blood drips away, a young boy, maybe around the same age as Ameer, appears. He had yellow eyes, a rather off-white hair that has a hint of green to it, blue shirt with yellow patterns, white pants and red shoes. "Is this good enough?" Gunned asks with a shit eating grin. Traumatized and now wanting to surrender, Ameer simply starts driving away without saying a single word to him. And just like that, they're back on the road.

Meanwhile elsewhere, several men are on their computers, as if they were looking for something or someone. "Sir, the stolen van has gone offline for quite awhile now." one of them says. Their boss, a fine and well-dressed man states, "Then that mean they could've destroyed it.". He then asks them "Do you people remember Hans's daughter?". Suddenly, the room got noisy as many people were talking at once. "But sir, you can't expect to send HER to hunt them down. We have plenty of perfectly working models and administrators!" one of the men tells him. He shuts hum down, telling him "We musn't waste perfectly good administrators and cubes on a fugitive. If SHE proves to be futile, then we'll send in one outside of the strain.". Everyone in the room starts to get to work, trying to find the coordinates as to where the van was last located. Once they were able to, they gave the greenlight to send in HER.