Rebuilt (book 2)

return of the ice emperor (-Cryptor)

Yeah. We crashed. Me, Zane, and Mr E. I think it's safe to say it was ALL Zane's fault.

The big problem? Getting out from under the jet.

Zane kept fizzing out and zapping Mr E. It was annoying to listen to him yell out every now and then. Though it just sounded like a distorted cough put through a 90 cent mike from the internet. I kicked him. But he wouldn't shut up.

We were pinned under the jet, stuck, frustrated, hurting, and tired. Zane's face started to flicker, turning into different people's identities. Pretty sure I saw me at some point.

Then along came Pixal.

"Now, where was I..." she muttered to herself.

"Pixal!" I called out "we've been here hours!!"

Not true, but whatever could convince her to help us the better. She gasped and ran over to us.

"Zane!" She cried out, running over to him. "Oh, Zane. The crash must have damaged your cloaking technology."

"Yeah his face has been flickering like that for a while." I muttered. I got little reply.

Pixal pushed the jet up and we all fell out. Me and quiet guy fell out, still in one part. Zane? Not so lucky.

"Oh no! Zane!" Pixal frowned as she picked up his parts. Suddenly, he turned into this warlord looking guy.

"There is no Zane! There is only the Ice Emperor!" he roared.

I groaned, rubbing my hand on my head.

"Seriously? He's got split personalities now?" I rolled my eyes. Zane's head hobbled over to me.

"How DARE you mock the ICE EMPEROR!!" He growled, I backed up, almost tripping on Mr. E's feet.

"Aaa..-AAAH!" I mumbled. "You're a creepy little thing!"

"Who dares? Who dares?!" He jumped around, Pixal Struggled to grab his head.

"I'm Cryptor, General Cryptor to you, 'emperor'."  I snapped. "And General Cryptor wants to get out of here, so-"

I graham and picked him up, handing him to Pixal.

"-stop fooling around, so we can leave!" I said.

Once we had him in Pixal's bag, she started leading him to Borg tower.

"Do we SERIOUSLY need to repair this guy?" I asked. In return, I got Pixal's attempt at a death glare. It looked more like an annoyed frown.

"Fine. Let's make a big detour, I guess!" I threw my hands up.

"Everyone, please stay quiet." Pixal requested. "That includes you, Zane."

Zane didn't quite get the idea.

"How dare you tell me what to do, you non-frozen fool?!" he screamed. Vengestone warriors were drawn by the idiot's babbling. I cursed.

All three of us (and the emperor) hid behind a car as the warriors trudged closer. Mr. E started to fizz out. Pixal faced Zane.

"Zane, if these are our last functional moments," Pixal took a deep breath. "I want to express that my love for you is ingrained deeply in my circuits."

"Ewww, barf." I scoffed, interrupting her. "Why'd you have to ruin our death? Now I gotta remember that for eternity."

"Ha! Love is for the weak!" Zane replied.

"See? This guy gets it." I laughed. Pixal looked like she wanted to punch me. At least I would go out laughing.

But as it turns out? We're REALLY lucky.