2B was panting trying to catch her breath. Usually, androids don't get tired easily however when their functions are pushed into overdrive they may get fatigued. She was surrounded by offline android bodies but she wasn't the case of this. The reason they were offline was because of the giant machine that lay in front of her. The large destroyed machine took after the appearance of a slender woman wearing a metallic ball gown and opera crown. A pink strip of fabric from the back of her helmet-like hair, and another strip that covers her dress. Several skinned androids can be seen attached to her dress in a circular pattern and two are hanging from both sides of the top of her crown which was broken by 2B. Underneath her dress is a compile of feet, which are extracted from under her dress whenever she launched herself in the air. Also under her dress is a large deformed second body with a large fanged mouth and two sharp arms that the machine was trying to hide but was forced to use against 2B.
The disguised Type B android held her side which had a gash and was being treated to first aid by the Pod to stop the bleeding. Her katana lay broken on the ground, broken from the punishment it was giving out. Her blindfold was torn apart during the fight. Her clothes were made of a strong synthetic thread making them stronger than normal clothing but even they were damaged in more than one place. 2B groaned slightly her motto of 'Emotions are Prohibited' was very much thrown out of the window since Pickle had arrived.
Pod: It is recommended not to move while the treatment is on the way.
2B: I need to check up on Pickle. He might need backup.
Pod: It is irrational to try and act as the backup since you are injured.
2B sighed. She knew as an android she could make calculations a normal person would not be able to and it is true her decision was not logical but it felt right. It was like a gut feeling as Pickle would call it. Her comms kicked in and she heard a familiar voice.
White: This is the command room. Come in.
The Pod displayed a hologram transmission on White who was calling in.
2B: Here Commander.
2B spoke up as the Pod finished up her first aid.
White: Report.
2B began to report their findings. For some reason, she could not find the strength to tell White about Pascal and his village. Whenever she thought about reporting about it her heart would be filled with worry and would force her to bury the topic no matter what. Just as she finished her report White spoke up.
White: Is Atlas with you at the moment?
2B: No, we split off since we were getting two of the same signatures in the amusement part.
White: Regroup and proceed. Glory to Mankind.
2B: Glory to Mankind.
The transmission ended with that. Suddenly the ground shook violently. 2B and Pod looked around, the wall behind them blasted so hard that it was torn apart like it was made of paper. The android and the Pod pushed themselves to the ground saving themself from the debris flying towards them. 2B pushed herself up on her feet her injury seemed to be deeper than she had anticipated. Pod floated up next to her as the dust slowly began to come down. Her eyes widened at the scene before her.
2B: Pickle!
2B ran towards Pickle who was slammed into the wall opposite to the wall with the wall behind him cracked. His armour was glowing yellow slightly. She ignored the pain as she pushed her legs towards him. Just as she reached him Pod shouted.
Pod: Stop!
2B stopped instinctively after hearing the Pod shout. She was about to yell at it but it saved her the trouble.

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Titan King
FanfictionEveryone is born with something. Whether it be vast intelligence, Immense Strength or Incredible speed. It can be Psychopathy for another or Kindness to others. Everyone is born with something. But the only ones who have the RIGHT to thrive! The one...