Ancient Machines

Chapter 4

"Do you think father is still out there?" She asks.

"If he was a bio? No, he is long dead." I reply.

We've taken to laying on the bed. Staring at the new star in the center of my sphere.

"I've seen some old Bios, ancient beasts that were all alone," Red adds, fiddling with her shirt. "I liked them, I could relate to them."

"Not as old as us, we're eons older."

After a moment of silence I ask,"Do you even want to meet father?"

"I don't know. You?"

"Father must've been a genius, look at us."

"Look at you," Red says, her gaze turning towards the star again. "You are huge. I said it when we first met, you're larger than a star. More massive too, I wonder how they built you."

A bang suddenly echoes through the room, taking both of us from the conversation. We snap our heads towards the window, where a blob of shiny metal is slamming itself into the window.

The blob suddenly stops and holds itself against the window. And somehow, It starts slipping through it. As if it has some sort of selective solidity.

It plops onto the ground in a violent glob.

"What the hell are you?" Red says, pointing her hand at it. My sensors show that a large amount of power is collecting in her hand.

"Is your arm a cannon?" I ask, clearly not fearing the blob.

"Yes."

I shut my mouth and stare at the blob as it wiggles on the ground.

"Baby," A voice calls from it. "I am your br-br-br-br-brother from another mother and put that fuckin' gun down-down-down-down."

The blob starts to form into a body, texture-less, shiny metal makes up it's skin.

In the blink of an eye, the body changes color and texture. Making it much like mine and Red's.

It's a feminine form, large breasted and dark skinned.

"Who are you?" Red asks, still charging her arm cannon.

"I'm p-p-p-urple, Sugar. I tried to get inside this big-big-big-big-big boy, but you're hallow. I don't know if you knew-knew-knew-knew-knew that," She says, her voice is quirky, borderline corrupt.

"I know that I'm hallow," I retort. "A star fits inside me."

"Daddy's favourite always-always-always-always got the best," She says, rolling her eyes. Her eyes flick to Red, she suddenly turns back into a liquid, flows forward and reforms. This time as a masculine figure. Abs run down purple's chest, very clearly trying to be extremely attractive.

"What about you re-re-re-re-Reddy. Anger got-got-got-got your tongue... Wait..."

He returns to metal, flows over to the wall. Where he reforms, and slams his hand into the wall. Making a large dent.

"He's out there..."

He turns into metal again and flows into a microcrack he made in the wall. I point my hand at the dent and clench my fist.

Through my magnetic fields, I pop the dent out of the wall.

"Hey, Purple," I call out using my communication array. "Come in through the seems, not through the damn wall."

"Sa-sa-sa-sorry Grey. I gotta get-get-get-get my heart back."

I feel purple flowing through me, it itches as he makes his way to the external of my body. I project my mind to the external sensors and I feel Red do the same to her ship.