Metempsychotic

Aile Goes Alone

Aile had beaten Vent to the computer room where Fleuve was working on the Biometals, and when Vent entered, he had spots of being singed here and there on his armor.

"What happened to you?!" Aile questioned as she looked him up and down.

"Turns out," huffed Vent, "I am heavily allergic to missiles."

"I'd hate to break up the reunion," Fleuve spoke up, "But do you two have the Biometals that need transferring?"

The twins agreed and handed over the four Biometals Fleuve needed.

"Wonderful." the Reploid smiled as he connected the Biometals to his computer, then turned back to Aile and Vent. "The extraction and upload process should take about three hours," he informed them, "In the mean time, you two should probably rest up."

The twins agreed with a nod and left Fleuve to fix the Biometal's data. But instead of heading to the dorms, Aile started to head toward the training room. When Vent realized where she was going, he stopped her.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm going to train with Model L while I still have her." came the quite simple answer. "You should probably do the same thing with Model F too."

"But Fleuve recommended that we get some rest."

"Recommending is not the same as demanding."

But Vent gave a look of worry that Aile took quick notice of.

"We can spar together if you want." Aile then told him. "But just because I'm the only family you have left, it doesn't mean that you can keep me locked like Rapunzel. I took on a Pseudoroid by myself and I don't have a scratch on me."

"Not yet..." Vent grumbled under his breath.

"I don't understand what you're trying to prove!" Aile added, almost ranting now. "Do you think you're the leader or something because you got a head start on the Pseudoroids without me? What's your problem Vent? What?!"

"I already told you!" Vent snapped at her.

"Saying you lost your family only works for so long!" Aile hollered back. "There's a point in mourning when you need to suck it up and grow up!"

"That's easy for you to say!" fumed Vent, "You don't even have a family!! How would you know how I feel right now?!"

Vent realized too late the line he crossed when he noticed that Aile's expression had grown horrifyingly dark in the span of six seconds. For a moment, Aile resembled something more than a demon than an actual human-like being.

"Aile...!" Vent squeaked in realizing his mistake, "I didn't mean...!"

Aile said nothing to him as she started to walk back into the command room.

"W-wait!" Vent called out from behind, "What are you doing?!"

He didn't receive an answer as Aile kept making way. Making himself move, Vent started to run to catch up to her.

"Aile, where are you going?" he quickly questioned in worry. "Aile... Aile?! What are you doing?!"

When she reached the command room door, Aile turned around to give Vent one last chilling glare before opening up the door. As loud as she could, Aile announced to Prairie; "I'm fighting the last two Pseudoriods alone, Commander."

Immediately, Prairie swung her chair around to face the twins while letting out a surprised, "Excuse me?" at the same time Vent screeched, "WHAT?!" But Aile stood firm in her decision, a fierce burning in her eyes that alerted others that she was not joking and that her mind had been made up.