NieR: Automata (2B x 9S) REBOOT

Stolen Memories

The person stopping 9S was an angel that couldn't be recognized. It was someone that he shouldn't be fighting for... Someone that he couldn't understand no matter how many times he would try to do so.

An executioner model with the designation . . . .

Number 2 Type E.

2E or rather... '2B'.

Everything faded to white in 9S's eyes, his body fell over onto the ground, unconscious as he fell head first, leaving A2 alone.

He couldn't feel his consciousness. He felt as if he was in a 'dream' as humans called it, except it was nothing like a dream, it was something that only Scanner-Types such as himself knew about and used mainly to find out Intel.

The Hacking Space.

He felt disconnected from his own body, yet he wasn't. What exactly was happening to him? Why did he feel this way? 

Then, he saw a holographic figure with angel wings, or at least he believed it was an angel... he couldn't identify the figure but it looked a lot like...

"2B?"

Even in the Hacking Space, he still believed that '2B' had still existed, even if it was false hope or if he had lost his sanity, he still believed that she was there but... He saw the figure begin to glitch away, as if his thoughts had went against himself.

"No... Don't do this to me..." 9S said, not expecting a response from the 'angelic' figure that had toke the form of the one he loved dearly.

 "... 9...S...?" It said his designation... His name... He had a surprised expression on his face as his pod identified that the figure was taking the form of the one he loved in order to ambush him.

"Alert: Enemy Machines have placed an Ambush. Proposal: Destroy the figure before the enemy can be able to ambush YoRHa Unit 9S." Pod 153 had said with a automated tone that had the pitch of a female yet Pods didn't have any specific Gender.

"Shut up..." 9S ignored the floating box as he had indeed lost his reason for living as it was replaced with the hatred in A2; the new objective was to destroy A2 for killing HIS 2B. 2B was only his and he didn't care about anything else but to seek revenge on A2.

". . . . Nines?" The figure called out again as he could feel his time in the Hacking Space begin to fade and weaken as that figure felt somewhat heart-warming and even... Familiar. He didn't want to keep fighting for something that was nonexistent and meaningless... Something that was fake...

"Shut up..." 9S said again except he was becoming quite anxious for that figure to stop using the form of the one he loved. Maybe he did believe the Pod...

Maybe he didn't...

9S always had believed that 2B was an angel, a very innocent and rare flower that was irreplaceable in his own eyes. 

A rare flower that wasn't ready to bloom and open itself to the sun and live to die for a meaningless purpose.

It was beautiful...

It was like a Lunar Tear.

Yet, 2B's memories were in the hands of his enemy and he would take them back...

He'll get himself killed to have those memories.

Everything was meaningless if 2B didn't exist...

So...

He'll destroy it all.

Every single bit of joy will be destroyed...

None will remain...

When he had awoken, he was somewhere else, a place that was full of memories...

Sweet, Precious, and Rare memories. 

He was laying on the lap of **.

. . . .

He didn't know who's lap he was in or where he was, his eyes were covered by the person's hands as they were warm, filled with life.

"Are you awake yet?"

The voice says as the voice was feminine, it was a female...

His mind was blank, almost completely empty as he felt like he lost something important to him, something that was special to him... Yet... He didn't know what he lost. He couldn't reach into himself and find whatever is special as it was...

Stolen from him.

"Who are... You?" 9S asked as this was all so confusing... Was he in his own self-consciousness? Was he in a place in which he must find himself?

A frown had formed on **'s face, they were quite upset at something... Maybe at themselves? No... That couldn't be the case... Could it? ** had a pair of white feathered wings like a bird, and eyes that shined out like a luminescent light as they were blue like a sky on a peaceful day...

She was about to speak, about to say something that maybe he could recognize if he had tried hard enough to do so.

"I am YoRHa Model..."

[CLIFFHANGER.]