The Red Moon Always Shines

Chapter 45: Three kids alone on a server

Markus was leaning against a pile of shulkers with his feet dangling over the edge of one of them. He was sitting with Rodger who was leaning against a pile of chests not far from him. They had just finished repairing NPG's voice box and were waiting for him to wake up. "So how were you and NPG made? And was there a reason as to why."

Rodger turned to look at him with what could only be described as a "bitch what?" face. "Did you just ask how we were created?"

"Uh, yeah." Answered Markus, running a hand through his hair. "Not a good question?"

"Most definitely not. How about we reverse it to you?" Asked Rodger. "So do tell me Markus how were you born? And why were you born?"

The teen flushed scarlet, trying to bury himself into his hoodie. "Yeah, definitely not a good question."

Rodger gave him a "Told you" smirk before turning a tad more serious. "Though if you're really interested we can explain why and how."

"Really?" Asked Markus gleefully before thinking back at his wording. "Wait, we?"

"Yes we, NPG just woke up."

The mahogany haired teen blinked in surprise. "How can you tell?"

Rodger looked down at him with a sly smirk on his face. "Oh I don't know, how can I? Is it my programming? My hidden abilities no one knows I have? Or -" here he leaned closer to Markus with a smirk, "- I can see him sitting up in the bed."

At the revelation Markus spun around, and sure enough NPG was sitting up in bed. The half demon-half android gave them both a small wave accompanied by a smile.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Spluttered Markus, looking at NPG in disbelief.

"I didn't see a need to." Smiled the android. He hauled himself off the bed before making his way over to the two. "Also can you believe it! I can speak just like the two of you now!"

"Yes you can!" Laughed Rodger, smiling down at his smaller android friend. "And how do you feel about explaining how we came to be to Markus?"

"I feel great about it!" Smiled NPG plopping himself down on the ground. "Now where do we start?"

"How about from the beginning?" Suggested Markus. Leaning forward, eager to know how they came to be.

"Then the beginning it is." Said Rodger. "Well Grian ended up staying in Silverharour (have ever mentioned Markus learning about that? If not then assume that he was told at some point) until a month after Joe left, he spent most of that time recovering in the hospital. He was then moved to the main world where he was adopted by a family of four, and it was all fine and dandy. But then high school happened. We admittedly don't know much about it, he doesn't like talking about it, but I do remember a few things he told us, and stuff I overheard. For one only one person other than him survived high school, and that was Taurtis. It was someone he thought was his friend that did it, which is why he was reluctant to try making friends for a while. His parents decided to keep him home after that and he took online classes, he even got a degree."

"Oh! His biology degree!" Cried Markus, remembering when the builder told him about it. "Still can't believe he has that."

"Well me neither, especially if you look into what he's done the last few years." Agreed Rodger. He then quickly got back to explaining. "Okay what next? Hmm, oh right! It was during this time that NPG was made. Grian had become lonely, so he made himself a companion. It took him months but he managed, although he couldn't get the programining down completely so he improvised. And apparently a good substitute to machinery was a demon, how he decided on that I dare not ask. I was then made a year or so later, and by this point he'd learnt how to make a proper AI. Sure I had some problems in the beginning. -" NPG interrupted with a sly, "He randomly fell in love with electronics. The microwave for example." The robot would have flushed had he had skin, but didn't so he just looked a little less imparased then he would have with the blush. "...As I said, there were a few problems in the beginning."