Chapter 4: Wave of disappointment
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He felt terrible. Actually no, more than terrible. He had just officially screwed up in front of one of the generals of the SOG. He could t actually bring himself down to apologize to that wretched individual. For all he knows that woman was mad. To the point he was being strict for no reason. It would be pretty absurd to think that the quiet one influenced her to be this way. He thought for a second.
What if Ultra Violet had a different personality other than this agressive brute twenty-four seven? Would his life be any more miserable or way more welcoming? He didn't know. His mind was spinning. "Why did you even agree to join this place?" He sighed quietly as he stayed sat on the bench of the changing rooms. There was a bit of silence before the robot practically got up and clenched his fist. It made his way to a locker door, giving it a good punch. Anger boiled inside of him. "Oh right! You didn't have a damn choice."He pulled his hand away and sat back down. Feeling no pain whatsoever through his mechanism. He sighed again and kept his head low. Not even wanting to even stare at the impact on the metallic hatch. One thing for sure, parts of the door itself bent and there was a slight hole in the dead center. How could no one notice that? From there, he began to regret punching that locker. "What are you doing man, you're not a mad dog. You're an SOG member." He tried to calm himself down but only led to him chuckling for absolutely no context. "Trainee." He spat hatefully as he corrected his previous statement. FSM, why did he have to feel like this? Why did he fell like he was somewhat the punching bag of Ultra Violet and possibly the quiet one? Basically the runt of the family. Why did they chose him out of all people to join a biker gang? Was it because of the fact that he technically didn't need anything unlike the others? That he was a robot? That he had no life. For their information, Mr. E felt very much alive.
Too deep into his thoughts, the nindroid didn't hear the audible footsteps coming to his direction. It only needed a loud but short chuckle to snap him out of his thinking. "Oh look if it isn't the robot trashbag." A man mocked, arms crossed and his chest was exposed. Though a towel was wrapped around his shoulders and he had black shorts. His friends behind him laughed at his mocking comment about the robot. "Haha, nice one CopperDent." One of the two friends praised the man who shot an insult. Mr. E looked away, clearly hurt by his words even though he's heard it from his coach everyday of his life. "I'm sorry, aren't you familiar with Ultra's nickname for you? She seems fond of it. So why can't we enjoy it?" He questioned, stepping closer to the other SOG member. Mr. E flinched slightly. His shoulder moved up. Rage was the only thing he felt behind that red visor.
"Ignoring me now? Didn't your mother teach you any manners? Oh wait...you don't have one." The same man didn't quit it with his mean comments. It didn't help that his friends laughed along to each word he even muttered. The robot's eyes flared up. "I can certainly tell you didn't have a mother as well." he told the man in his defence. In which it left the man to grab the robot's chin and bright it closer to his face. His eyebrows were narrowed. "For your information I do-" the SOG member was caught off by Mr. E kicking his stomach feeling his face getting touched. "No, you were clearly raised by a cow." He shot back. The SOG member growled, leaning back on his direction and clenched his fists. "Hey! You little-" he raised his curled up palm in the air then attempted to punch him right on the cheek. On instinct, Mr. E grabbed his fist with one hand and turned it around. Now the man's own hand was facing his own face.
"Sorry, all I could hear was 'moo' " he grinned darkly before letting go of his hand. The man's curled fist immediately stuck his forehead and nose. The sudden action making him stumble backwards and hit his head against the lockers.Mr. E cracked his knuckles and faced the man's two other friends. He glared at them but for the two other members, all they could see were flaring eyes staring at them. The two boys backed away and gulped. "W-We won't stay anything about this.." They promised, lowering their heads down in fear. The robot practically didn't care anymore. Anger was still boiling inside of him as beating up that other guy wasn't enough for him. "Get out of my sight, cowards." He spat. That did the job. The two remaining SOG members muttered a few threats at him before dashing outside of the changing rooms right away. Pity, he didn't want to do that. But those people crossed the line. The nindroid was about to head out as well but just as he opened the door, he was greeted with two more SOG members.
They didn't look like low-rank trainees like him. No, they were guards.His eyes widened and breathing accelerated. If guards were coming to get him then that meant. Did those two other guys really snitch on him? Great, was he gonna get punished by the quiet one? Whoever they are? The nindroid didn't seem pleased at the question the guards asked: "Are you Mr. E?" They asked politely. The nindroid nodded without saying a word. Trying to calm down. He would t want to beat them up too. Would he? One of the guards glanced at him, then down at the passed-out SOG member he beat him. Blood was dripping from his clearly fractured nose. They coughed. Expecting a response like: "You have been asked to see the quiet one due to a claim that you have beaten another member of your group", his mind went into a different direction at their action response:
"We are here by declaring that you might be potentially removed from the sons of Garmadon due to your incompetence and measly failure at a pack of simple obstacles. Signed, Quiet One."
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A/N and that's chapter 4 completed! I guess the chapter name really lives out to its title hm? I was supposed to write this within the week but ended up publishing it on Friday. In my opinion, that's not really "within the week for me". I wanted to atleast post it around Wednesday or Thursday but procrastination got to the better of me as well as some schedule mix-ups. It is currently 3AM here and I definitely didn't intend the chapter to go like this! But I guess mood swings? I'm pretty proud though! Anyways, if you enjoyed, leave a vote! And if you have something to say, feedback, predictions or something else. Comment down below! I'd love to read what you have to say! Alright, that wraps it up! Thank you for reading chapter 4! Cya!
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