Chapter 42: Bruising

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"How does the boss expect us to control her?" Gabbro askes, scratching his head. There's a silence in the room before Foolscap speaks up.

"Well it is pretty easy to get a human to do what we want."

"What are you suggesting?" Sheer asks eyeing Foolscap.

"Whatever makes her do what we want." With that the group disbands and I find myself waiting in the cold dark of my new home.

"Hello? You there?"

Silence.

"Oi, shit for brains, ya gonna respond."

Silence again.

"Wow, I really thought that would've worked. Usually you always respond when I taunt you." I give up and end up just looking around the cell. There were no other sources of light apart from the window in the door. The walls were made out of the same material as the rest of the ship except they weren't the same pastel colors, instead they were a dark blue and red that blended into the darkness in the room. The air in the cell was cold and moist, and there was a strange smell of fresh rain or stones that rested in a river. As I examined the room, two droids came in and hoisted me up from the stone slab. They shoved me into the room, this one had the same coloring as the rest of the ship, except it was empty. With the exception of myself and the droids, there were not computers, chairs, or whatever was actually on this ship. I felt a sharp impact on my back and fell towards the ground. Bracing myself with my arms, turning to face the droids, I saw another punch coming. I raised my arms to block it and kicked out with my feet, causing the droid to reel back a little. I tried to use this time to get back onto my feet but the other droid was quicker than me and handed a punch right in my jaw. Hastily I summoned up a small knife, only to get a small stick that was constantly glitching in and out of existence. I panicked and threw the weird stick at the droid which seemed to do little to no damage.

"Fuck," was all I could mutter before the assault continued. There was a flurry of kicks, punches, and other movement and I could feel the bruises welding onto my skin. I tried to block and I got a few good punches in but two against one(who was very weak at the moment) was not the most ideal fighting situation. Blood dripped from my mouth as I failed to dodge a second kick and I found myself pleading with the cosmo stone inside me.

"Help! We're both gonna die if you don't do something!" I'd assume there was silence but all I could hear was ringing as I grabbed one of each of the droids' legs and pushed them away. I took that moment to recover and try to steady my movements, I charged and tried to form a sword. This time I got a knife the size of a pencil. At least this time it wasn't phasing in and out of existence but it felt draining to continue to use it. I put my right foot in front of the other in a fighting stance with my knife a few inches in front of my face. The droids charged towards me, aiming punched. I blocked the first on but my reaction wasn't quick enough on the second. I landed back on the ground. This time I gave up trying to get back up.

"Why's the stick all glitchy?" Gabbro questions with a dumbfounded face on.

"She must be too weak. She did use up a lot of energy when we captured her, could be that she's not able to control the Black Cosmo Stone's power when it's this low. Maybe we should let her rest." Sheer suggested logically.

"Eh why not, let's let her out after a few more minutes." Foolscap shrugged towards the monitor of the room with Dark and the droids. Sheer shuddered as Dark sputtered up blood, there was something eating at her. 

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