"Hey you guys!" I yell. Some Pigmasks come over to me.
"Pull it! Pull it!" they cheer. I gulp and nervously step up to the needle. I put my hands under the handle and push upward the needle slides out and fire erupts from the earth. There is a flash of blinding light and I hear the ships take off. I turn around to see the quartet. I snap my left hand and the Mechorilla steps out from behind the snowbank and stands next to me. I lock my eyes with that boy and pop my wings out. I take off, still looking at him. I manage to pry my eyes away from him to turn around. But once I am covered by clouds, I look at him once more. I have a feeling I will see him again.
I zoom towards the ships and fly alongside the window of one. I interfere with their radio speaker so I can ask a question.
"Which way to New Pork." I ask.
"Eleven o'clock, sir." says the Major piloting the ship. I nod and zoom ahead of the ships. I tuck my arms to my sides and put my legs together so I can fly even faster. The massive Empire Porky comes into view and I slow down a little. Once I get there, I casually glide over the city and stop behind Empire Porky. I lay down on the grass field and sigh. I close my eyes and feel the sun on my skin. It takes about ten minutes for the ships to get here. I get up and find Cedric.
"What took you guys so long?" I ask.
"Commander. We can't fly as fast a you can!" he says. I chuckle and walk towards the exit leading into the front of Empire Porky.
"Come on guys, let's go."I say as I open the gate. Squad 203 follows me out and we go inside Empire Porky.
" I need to take a nap and recharge." I say.
"Okay. See you at dinner, maybe?" asks Colton.
"Maybe." I say as I step into the elevator and click Floor 93. Once I get there I slide my card key and go in the bedroom. I take my helmet and clothes off and replace them with pajamas. I gently place the helmet on the nightstand and plug myself in.
Entering Sleep mode. Good night, Commander.
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Creation of the Masked Man
FanficIt's name is Claus? That almost sounds like a person's name. But now it's my robot. Not even a fragment of life remains inside it. It's my slave robot. It does whatever I say. It acts on my will alone. I am Claus. Am I Claus? Who am...
