Google IRL

Chapter 46: Order from Tokyo

After cutting off the last strand, I was finished. My hair was cut now. I like it better this way. It didn't feel as much weight on my head. I fondle with my strands. I had more bangs at my forehead now. They lay flat but weigh as feathers. My ends are cut straight. I'm pretty proud of myself.

"Master?"

I looked over.

"Don't call me master. Please," I said bluntly.

Google frowned.

"I have contacted Matthias to bring your peers along to contribute."

"Contribute what?"

"We will be at our destination in approximately two hours," Google stated.

"Are we going for the final Google Tower?"

"Yes. Though we do not have enough gas along the way. We must stop soon. After that the corporation will be 2.7 miles away. Driving by car would be best."

"Are you sure it's the final Google Tower?"

"Yes."

That could only mean it will all come down to the final battle. With our youtuber army following our tail, getting to the Google Tower will be like preparing for your final match in basketball. Just with death involved.

"We have two hours to train and think of a plan?"

"Yes," Google said deeply. His eyebrows seemed to move a bit to his low voice and narrow eyes.

I smiled and ruffled his hair.

"Thank you, my little Baymax."

Later, I was in the bathroom alone, putting makeup on to make my eyes look Asian with black points at the ends (luckily there were makeup tools in the cabinet).
I ran my two fingers down my right cheek with black. Two black lines ran down my cheek.

"Hey, BILLY! LOOK!"

I peeked out of the bathroom door, but decided to run along beside Jack. He gazed out the window, so I did the same; the city of Japan. The sky is night. The tower's billboards glow brightly with sushi ads, japanese words, and even manga. Cars ran everywhere across the streets. It felt nice not seeing an apocalyptic chaos like we're used to.

Mark came walking out from the hall. He wore his same black leather jacket. He must have cut his hair evenly again. It still looked a bit long, though I didn't mind. Once he saw us looking out, he gasped once he saw Japan. He must have been prepared too with his rifle at his back. Jack wore a vest he must have snatched from one of the supply chests.

I rushed over to the pilot section, anxious to see the front.
Felix had his legs on the desk like he was relaxing. He wore a black shirt and dark jeans with armed bands around his arms. He had a pistol and crossbow at his side.

"Looks cool, doesn't it Senpai?"

I couldn't tell if he was referring to Japan or his new warfare look. It didn't matter once a small alarm went off.

"What's that?" I asked quickly.

"It's runnin outta gas but it's ok. The jet will just land."
I let out a sigh.

He looked over and smiled once he saw my new look.

"Sexy sexy sexxyyy!" he chimed.
Jack rushed over and grabbed my hand.

"Mine!" he hissed to Felix in a high pitch voice.
I looked at Jack from the side and frowned.

"I'm only Mark's."

They both grumbled.
"Why Mark!" Jack whined.

I lowered my head and grinned.

"Because," I started confidentially, "he is hot. He's also been a great help as a matter of fact."

Jack grabbed onto my butt.
"I'm so much more boss then him," he whispered in my ear. My grin faded to a unsure frown.

"Sure you are Jack."

Once the jet landed, I could see we parked in a alleyway. Toby hopped off, as did Jack and Mark (who were holding hands). Felix hopped off beside Google. Our footsteps echoed down the alley.

"Felix, can you speak japanese?" I asked.

"Nein."

"I thought you could. Isn't senpai in japanese?"

"No, my senpai is in Japan," he joked, nudging me as the reference.

I huffed of amusement. Out of the alleyway, people filled the streets. How in the hell are we going to get to the Google Tower?

A scream pierced the crowds.
We all looked over. They were already here. Google irls filing among the streets. But they weren't hurting anyone. No one. Just the echoing sounds of their shoes against the roads.

"Attention residents of Tokyo. We will not harm you. We are in need of six wanted subjects. Please step aside. Repeat; we will not harm you. This message is for the subjects---"
It was a deep, voice deepened male boomed from from the city's speakers. Luckily it was translated before, then repeated it in japanese. A G flashed on a electronic glowing billboard.

Pedestrians were frozen and scared. All of of them let the Google irls past while others took videos.

"We're screwed," Felix grunted.

"No we aren't," I said quietly.
"They are the screwed ones."

Up in the sky were jets; some red, some just black, and some white. That's when I could understand. Youtube jets. The YT repition must be starting by now.

"Ladies and gentle people!" Matthias spoke in his headset from the sky, loud enough for some go hear if it weren't for the screaming.

"Those Google irls are bad. I had one for myself. Though I left mine by an alleyway. You all need to do the same-- get rid of your Google irls! Do not keep them in your homes!"

That's when it clicked. He must have had Google way before me. After that, left him in an alleyway. Now he was telling others to fight.

"Google will not rule us!" Matthias yelled.

Everyone who understood english must have reacted and told others. Cans were thrown at the robots. Yells were risen. Everyone began to rebel against the Google irls, who had no choice but to fight back.

I looked up. Up to the tallest tower in Japan. The Google Tower. And on top was a little pink dot. It was too blurry to tell, but immediately I knew it was Wilfred.

"Guys--" I muttered quickly. "I see Wilfred at the Google Tower!"
The sun was beginning to set. People continued rebelling against the Google irls, but the robots easily fought back with their knifes and inhuman strength.

"Let's get over there then!" Mark said.

"How?! There are too many robots and rebels ya dumbass!" Jack spat out.

Without thinking, I went on my feet and ran through the crowds. I could hear the guys calling for me, but I didn't care.

I hopped in a empty taxi that happened to be running, and pulled out of the parking space. Driving past the roads were easy by how pedestrians rushed out of the way, but Google irls still attempted punching a fist through the window or grabbing me.

I stopped the car in front of the guys.

"Get the hell in!" I screamed.

Without a word, they all rushed inside the car, slamming the doors shut.

Outside the windows, the youtubers were now on ground, fighting against the robots.

All I could hope now is that this isn't the end for the few heros left.

Enjoy meh monkeys (.-. )