~Five Years Later~ ( Everybody stay safe from COVID-19.)
Handsome (Y/N) stood in the main operating room before releasing a long sigh. "I'm heading out Frag-Trap. Keep watch while I'm gone." He said while the robot just gave him a nod, "But Handsome (Y/N), what are you going to do?" He asked. "I'm just going for a walk." The man repeated once more as he proceeded to walk up the stairs leading to the outside and Frag-Trap watched the doors close behind Handsome (Y/N). 'Five years...' He thought to himself with a chuckle combing his hair back a bit with his fingers. Not that far away from him was a "burrowed" bullhead that he and Frag-Trap had nabbed. Frag-Trap had made sure to turn off enough that could track them and had made much-needed improvements on it to where it barely looked like a bullhead anymore as well as putting on Hyperion's signature color of yellow and white.
"I knew you would come in handy." Handsome (Y/N) mused walking inside to the cockpit and starting up the bullhead, he needed to find a new name for it, which slowly spun up bringing him into the air. "Off to Vale." He launched forward.
~During the five years~
Others had joined the duo and were slowly building up the number of people in Hyperion to double digits. One woman he felt he could relate to was a 10-year-old girl by the name of Angel. Angel was what many considered gone forever. A siren. Knowing how powerful sirens could be Handsome (Y/N) took her in like a daughter and didn't let anybody touch besides for Frag-Trap. Though most of them were neglected, abused or anything traumatic happened to them. Handsome (Y/N) even though allowing them in had to start expanding Hyperion, so what do you do? Allow people who didn't have a purpose to now have one in their eyes of course. Most were just common lackeys doing chores around the base but a select few were sent into a town. Why? At a given single they will start to spread the news. Hyperion has risen once again. While small in numbers doesn't make them any less effective.
~End of the five years~
Frag-Trap's POV (Expecting That?)
'Handsome (Y/N) has been running most of the people here dry.' I thought rolling down the halls and seeing everyone I passed exhausted. 'But they're not going to argue. He gave them a place without any pain.' As I moved closer to my destination the fewer workers I saw. Didn't surprise me at all. After reaching a door to a very protected room I typed in a code as it opened. The room was filled to the brim with what looked to be toys to girl things a room you would expect to be a spoiled child's room. "Helllo Angel!" I hollered.
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(You should know which one is Angel.) Angel let out a small scream before glaring at the robot. "Frag-Trap! I told you not to do that!" She muttered through clenched teeth. Frag-Trap now scared held up his hands backing away a bit. "S-Sorry!" He apologized quickly. She sighed. "It's fine. Where's dad at?" The last of his kind just made a shrug motion. "No idea he just said he was going out." Angel pulled her knees into her chest. "Of course he's not here....do you think I can go outside?" She asked hopefully looking at Frag-Trap a small twinkle in her right eye. The robot just sighed. "You know I can't let that happen." Angel's face immediately dropped. "Right." The two sat in silence for few seconds. "Is dad a good person?" She asked out of the blue. "Of course. He wants to get rid of everything bad."
The scene cuts to Handsome (Y/N) landing in Vale with people looking at him strangely as he walked out of his new and improved bullhead.
It shifts back to Frag-Trap and Angel. The robot rolled up to Angel and put a hand on her shoulder. "Your dad doesn't want you to live in fear."
Back to Handsome (Y/N). He was seen walking down an alley before quickly taking a right and onto a door. Where a deal was being made between Cinder and the White Fang. "Sorry to intrude but...I'm gonna have to take that key piece." His tone going from a bit jolly to serious. The two original dealers looked back to each other before looking back at Handsome (Y/N) and pulling out there weapons. "Okay. I see how this is going to be." He chuckled as a few loaders burst through the door and started shooting them down but Cinder had managed to get away but did not grab the briefcase in time. "Ohhh, yeah baby!" The man yelled opening the case looking at one of three key pieces. "The fun is just starting now."
Finally back to Angel and Frag-Trap. "I suppose you're right." Angel said while moving sit on her knees. "Exactly! I'm always right!" He did a small, funny pose making Angel smile. "Now let's get some ice cream!" Frag-Trap shouted. "Let's do it!" She shouted back.
3rd POV
Handsome (Y/N) walked back to his ship with the briefcase in tow. How were there loaders? The select few that hid among towns brought loaders with them and placed them in secret spots everywhere. Handsome (Y/N) couldn't help but smile. Today was a good. Wonder what tomorrow brings?
