That Which Is Real (Action Side) (HI3rd Male Reader Crossover)

15 | Like Clockwork

sorry for taking so long...

-The beginning of the chapter brought to you by Seele and Veliona playing Tic-Tac-Toe with each other-

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The sound of shoes stepped along the sidewalk, breaking the silence of the empty street.  The owner of the shoes sighed as he came to a stop on a corner and set his cane in front of him, both hands on the top of it as he looked out at the streets.  Blood coated the walls, crushed skulls, organs severed, mangled, and torn out of bodies were sprawled everywhere, turning the once happy and casual atmosphere into a grim hell.

Dr. Clockworks: "Hmmm... so this is the havoc 'Maz' brings..."

His eyes ticked like clockwork as they looked around while his head was frozen stiff.  He looked around, taking it all in for another few minutes before sighing and hanging his head down.  He turned ninety degrees exactly, on his heels, and picked up his cane in his right hand.  As he walked, each step was calculated to perfection.  Sixty-five degrees was the angle that formed between each of his legs as they stretched outwards to walk.  Sixty-five degrees to perfection.  The clockwork man's pants were also fitted to perfection, straight as a line and never creasing.

Dr. Clockworks: "I guess my work starts... now."

At 7:00 am on the dot, Dr. Clockworks put his foot down and stopped in front of a train station, waiting for the train.  For two minutes he stood there, perfectly still, his eyes pointed sideways down the track where the train would come out.

Dr. Clockworks: "Oh... wait... The train won't come.  They shut that down the moment they heard Maz was coming."

So instead, the man with the top hat reached into his pocket and pulled out a small cube made up of ticking cogs and part before pressing a button on the corner of it and tossing it outwards in front of him.  The cube started expanding, parts moving and hydraulics moving around until finally what popped out was a steampunk-style motorcycle, with cogs as the inside of the tires.  Dr. Clockworks locked his cane into a slot designed to hold it and put his hat on a hook that pinned the hat to the motorcycle, and he got onto the bike.  He kicked up the stand and revved the engines before darting off in the direction of Sector C, using the train tunnel as the straight-away path.

Dr. Clockworks: 'In order to find Where Cycle-1657-A is, I'm gonna have to trace the travel logs, but It's gonna take a while to run the numbers.'

Bright lines of tunnel lights blurred past him as drove through the tunnel at intense speeds.  The wind blowing his red hair with dyed blonde tips, the literal cogs in his head turning as he thought.  And before he knew it, he had reached Sector C's train station.  He slowed to a stop and got of his bike, taking his cane into his hand and putting his hat back on.  He pressed a button near the handlebars of the motorcycle and it suddenly started to shift and shrink back into the small cube from before, of which the clockwork man crouched down, picked up, and slid into his coat pocket.  He approached the platform where stomped the ground, creating an air jet out of his foot and pushing him up just where his foot perfectly and smoothly touched the ground.  Now out of the tracks, he walked out of the marble corridors and stepped out of the train station.