Chapter 22: Identity

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Savant sat in his production room, spinning a tune. He had come far along with his albums... but he didn't have a spark for an album cover. He still had no clue what to draw onto his albums. He thought of beauty. He needed to find beauty somewhere. He walked around the Cult, looking for inspiration. However, when he got into a tube to go to the Abduction chamber, he looked down into the halls where the Mangles roamed... and they weren't moving. They just stood still while a pile of disgusting alien matter sat in a pile outside the tubes. "Oh no," Savant said, "something's wrong in the factory." He went immediately to the factory. He rode the tube onto the iron grate outside the double doors. When he began walking he noticed the machines had stopped running, and piles of alien flesh and bones were piled at the entry tubes. His face dropped with horror. "Someone shut down the factory.", he said to himself. Savant burst through the double doors. He stood in utter dismay at first glance of the inside of the factory. A giant television-like thing was crashed in the center of the room and there was rubble and dead foliage all surrounding it. Then Savant noticed a giant bent red metal panel behind him with an oversized V on the door. "Vario..." he whispered. Then he looked down at the ground, where solid concrete had been shattered and cracked. Looking at the ground he noticed something else... a trail of blood leading to the door and coming from somewhere to the right. He began following the small but noticeable trail all the way to a large cardboard box with a gash in the side. Inside the box was a fallen chair with slashed ropes. Savant was beyond confused. "What happened here?" he said to himself. Then, a strange noise came over a loudspeaker system. Terrified, he ran for the door. He got back onto the giant vine hand and headed through the Abduction chamber. He entered the blue tube that led to the lab. There were also drops of blood all along his path, and at the bottom of the tube. Once he got to the lab entrance, he saw a small collection of blood in front of the door. He cautiously stepped over it and opened the doors. Inside was a trail of blood leading to a vine. Savant walked over and tugged it, a vine hand wrapping around him. He noticed a light was on in the furniture lab. He thought about going there and the vine carried him, setting him down on the balcony. Inside was a line of blood leading to a couch, where Dr. Raven lay passed out, dried blood on his nose and face. Next to the couch was a black lump... Camon. He ran over and rolled his son onto his back. There on the ground laid the purple bandana. Savants expression changed. "You... you... you're the one who's been throwing a wrench into my plans." Savant grunted, "I can't believe... my own son... would betray me." He collapsed to the floor, sobbing. A loudspeaker came on. "Can't say I didn't try." said a strange voice. Savant turned around, but there was nothing there. He walked to the balcony and noticed a green light blinking on a different floor. He tugged a vine and went up to the balcony. There, on his charging station, stood Vario, a smile slapped across his face. Savant went up to the robot and stared. Then it moved. "Oh, hello there." Savant said. Vario opened his mouth to speak, but only static came over the loudspeaker. Savant looked at the robot and began to speak again, "Hello Vario, I am your father, the man who designed you." "I have no father," Vario mouthed, but nothing came out. Savant smiled and said, "That's right, and I'm going to take you to my sector and hook up a speaker system so you can talk." Vario stared and smiled a not-so-evil smile. He grabbed Savants hand and Savant led him onto a vine hand. They returned to Sector V and he turned off Vario. He opened his mouth up and noticed the perfect slot for a small speaker. That's when he realized that the robot only had one arm. "Wha...? How did I not notice that?" he said to himself. He opened up a drawer in his office and grabbed a small speaker and an aux port. He unscrewed the robots face and gently laid it on his bed. He spotted some spare wiring leading from his battery and wrapped the aux port wires around those ones. He picked up the face and stared at it. How badly he wanted to look like this face. He screwed the robot face back on. He grabbed the speaker cord and plugged it into the aux port. Lastly, he pushed the speaker into place and turned on the robot. The robot grunted and coughed. "Thank you, father," the robot said. He hugged his waist. Savant grew to know the robot well. He lived with him, charged him, made sure he had something to do. Every day Savant drew him. He finally decided he was going to make a difference. He was going to a difference. If Camon can hide his identity for destroying his robots, (which Vario told him his son tried to destroy him too), then he believed he could do it too. He carved a mask out of plastic and painted it to look like Vario's face. Every morning when he woke, he put on the mask. "This mask will be come iconic," he would say. Thinking back, he remembered his project. He needed to find something beautiful, or did he? Now he had a robot to do it for him. He turned to Vario and said, "Son, I need you to go out and find something beautiful, something pink, something large and iconic!" Little did he know, the robot was going to bring him one of his worst nightmares.

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