Robot Akame Ga Kill!

Chapter Ten: Kill the Pride

Braedey and Akame walked in the woods that sunny afternoon. The two had been quiet for most of their stroll. Braedey was trying to look for a conversation for them to share, but still couldn't find any. He also wanted know why this trip was so important. Was this training? A sparring match? Braedey had to know. He stopped at his tracks and finally asked.

"Okay, mind you tell me why are we walking in the middle of the forest? Are we hunting for something?" He asked.

"Something like that." Akame replied, turning around unsheathing her sword again.

Braedey sighed. "Again?"

"This time, the Boss wants wants to see how you really fight. Plus, Lubbock wants in on it." Akame explained.

"What? Wait, that mean's you're not gonna fight me?" Braedey asked.

"No, but for insurance." Akame said sliding her sword back in the holster.

"Insurance? For what?" Braedey asked before he tuck-and-rolled himself to the ground after missing myriads of fatal thread strikes. Akame got herself some notebook paper and pen.

"Are you serious, Akame?" Braedey yelled. Akame nodded.

"Yep." Lubbock emerged from the shadows. "Like before. I won't kill you sadly, but..." Lubbock played with his wired threads which wrapped it back into his metallic fingertips.

"Yeah, you'll maim me. Braedey sighed, getting annoyed. "Seriously, what is up with you guys trying to fight me?"

"Not fight. Test. No one has the power you have," Akame interjected. "We're trying to make sure."

"About what?"

"Look out Braedey!" Lubbock yelled, striking at Braedey; Braedey was stabbed through his shoulders and legs but nothing too serious then he was swapped against a tree.

"Oh come on! That was just a love tap." Lubbock told him. "Unless you don't want to bleed to death, I suggest you yield."

"Question." Braedey asked.

Lubbock furrowed.

"What are those threads made of? Metal?" Braedey asked.

"Well, yeah. Why?" Lubbock asked.

"Just asking." Braedey activated his Transformatrix and slamming the dial down, blinding Lubbock and Akame in a bright blue light. When the light died down, standing at his place was a 20ft tall robot with a black colour scheme. A pair of door wings are sitting on his back, similar to that of a pair of wings, with two tyres as the shoulders, which the metal around the wheels were taller than the helm, with a muscle car-like front built into his chest, whilst the other two tyres are on his ankles. His legs were slim from the thighs to the knees, whilst below his knees, his lower legs were thick armoured. In addition, his arms were slim and wrapped in black, red and blue, whilst his hands had four-digit fingers, reminiscent to that of a magnet. His helm had two optics, a silver face with black, red and blue armour wrapped around his helm. In addition, his helm was floating in place, as if it wasn't connected to his shoulders or neck. Finally, the Transformatrix insignia was present in the centre of his chest.

"MAGNETRON!" Magnetron yelled, breaching out from the trees.

Akame backed up; Lubbock did not back down.

"I don't know what that is, but I can tell you right now, that was a wrong pick!" Lubbock said, charging his wired threads at Magnetron. Magnetron simply rose his hands and twisted the wires, shocking Lubbock, and finally wrapping him around with his own Imperial Arms. He fell to the ground. Akame walked over to her fallen comrade and helped him up.