Hawk's Murderous Intentions: The Prequel to Uzi's Murderous Obsessions

Part 4: The Sad Truth

"God, we've been walking through these forests for a long time," T complained, "When are we gonna find an open spot?" P and Twin sighed unanimously.

"T, shut the hell up!" Twin shouted. He was clearly getting annoyed at T. "You have been complaining about these damn forests for 7. Damn. HOURS!! I f I could KILL you, I would. But little ole' P here advised me not to."

"Twin, calm down. I can handle this my damn self," P scoffed. She walked over to T. "Listen, I know that we've been going through forest after forest, but come on, man. You gotta be more. I don't know. Silent?

"Well, what the hell do you expect? I have short legs! You take all of your flight, and longer legs for granted. I have to deal with these dumb worker legs, and it brings back traumatic memories for me, and I have to express myself the way I do in order to cope." T explained. P hung her head, then sighed.

"Look. I get that, but come on mate." P looked back up to T. "This isn't the first time we've had to change. And you seemed to have adapted well."

"That's really easy for you to say, because you barely changed!!" Twin roared at T and P, making both of them turn over to him.

"WILL YOU TWO SHUT THE HELL UP!?" Twin roared to the two. The trees rustled as he shouted. Twin's claws slowly grew out of his hands. "I'M TIRED OF HEARING YOU TWO ARGUE EVERY DAMN TIME WE NEED TO GET SOMETHING DONE." Twin sighed.

"Well, YOU probably alerted people to our location. Now we could end up dying," P scowled. T hung his head, walked over to Twin.

"Hey. I'm.. I'm sorry," T mumbled, "I know I've been a headache and a half on this mission, but I'm still dealing with what I saw Hawk working on." P's eyes went hollow. She forgot that he saw what Hawk worked on. Twin looked confused, tilting his head to the side.

"Look, I forgive you, but what was this Hawk guy working on?" Twin asked. He reluctantly patted T on the head, and then knelt down next to him, before sitting down properly. "What's your story?" P sat down next to Twin.

"Well, it all started back when Hawk returned from some unknown 'personal mission' he had. Whatever that means."

Hawk just flew in from an unknown location, holding onto a body bag. He set the body down calmly, reactivating it. It arose, and Hawk pointed out the door. It was hard to hear what he was saying, due to being so far away. The drone wore a red jersey and ball cap, with a yellow brim and green eyes. He just walked out. I hopped down hoping to ask him about the body, but turns out he needed me for something else. He ordered P to watch over them. As we walked over towards this more dilapidated room. As we walked over, I explained how the drone factory was going, and he only made small remarks of approval. Once we got to the door, he opened it and a staff rested in the middle of the room. That was all I could see. He grabbed the staff, and held it in his hands. Then the lights flickered on. It was only a single light bulb in the middle of the room, but it was enough to shine the walls. On the walls were drones upon drones. They were slaughtered with no reason. It made me sick. I knew something was up, since his stance seemed slouched. Almost as if he was possessed. It chilled my circuits. Then he held his hand out, with a twisted grin, and wide, hollowed eyes. I shook my head. It was definitely an experience. Because afterwards, he started twitching. His neck cracking. His arms twisting in ways they weren't programmed to be twisted, and his body generally crumbling like a piece of paper until it reformed back into himself. He then spoke in a weirdly feminine robotic voice. "Join us, T." I wasn't even sure it was him anymore. I just ran, and told P we have to go. And the rest goes on from there.

Twin and P were breathless. Both of their eyes were hollow.

"Oh my god.. I didn't expect it to be that bad," P said.