Anger

"We have undeniable evidence of the collusion between Becker and Sector B. With undeniable suffering of our people, this is time we said we had enough. We are going to be doing this for the greater good. We are declaring war!" Lino watches the television from his office, pissed off at everyone cheering amongst the audience as he turns off the television.

Why would they do this? He had proven everything to them that they are in good hands here. But why would she do this? Trashing his house like a monkey. The data checked was all correct. Yan should be right on his part. That man they had onboard was definitely his son.

He slouched back on his swivel chair. Thinking about what they had just done. Though he still didn't know why Yan would suggest this. Sure he missed his son, but at times like this, these won't be necessary. He had checked him and there were no records at all. Completely erased from every single sector's record. The only person that looked similar to him was a general named Yang. He gulped, was he a spy? If so why now?

He fumed as the queen knocked on his door. Blissfully seating down on the large couch in front of his desk. His sky high office was a large hallway of trophies and history of artifacts. Though he is always busy. He always looks out for them. Always reminding him of the past that he once lived with his living proof. Always making him happier on sight from the pain in life. However as she looks at him with lust, crossing her legs amongst the lavish carpets and golden ornaments, he can't help but sigh. She is after all not exactly human.

"You can drop the act for now. There is no one near us at the moment," he said as her skin turns more pale blue than ever. His second creation.

"Nemo, I'm sorry that I have to implicate you for a long time." He looks at her apologetically as she strolls to his desk. Sliding on it and placing her hand on his shoulder. Staining his dark robe with goo in the process.

"I should be the one apologizing, I was unable to disguise myself," she looks away, disappointed at herself.

"You shouldn't be. All you did after all was stay at your spot. Did you?" He looks at her, fingers crossed on the large almond table with nomadic styling. She smiles back without fear, answering, "No? Why say that?"

He brings out a document under his desk. Pictures on CCTV of a feminine yet masculine lady similar to her, wandering around the hangars above with many workers looking at the creature in suspicion.

"You should know I was with you yesterday right?" She looks at it curiously as he zoomed further into his collection of artifacts. His environment of ideas as he came to his senses.

"Unless... no it can't be... he was supposed to be an experimental which has failed... after all... my uncle dumped it and entrusted it to my grandpa who crushed it!" He looks on frantically as she tries to comfort him using her hands. But she moved away, knowing that a stained robe would raise some eyebrows amongst the people. "You mean your first creation with your uncle?"

"Yeah... too bad he never got to see it happen. Having several lead bullets lodged into your stomach and leg is not fun..." he sighs as a dark figure emerged from the emerging sunlight behind him. Forming with metal parts. Staring down at him with pain and agony.

He turns around to clamber onto her grasps as he turns to face them. The creature was obviously beaten. Still rather bitter with rusty metal parts from old mobile phones and panels from rusty vehicles. More of a creepy monster with rather obvious hints of it training. Large muscles and obvious veins flowing around the thing with it's rather humanoid head of Shane, split in half. Seemed rather angry at his defeat. Probably blaming itself for fighting multiple opponents at once.

"Lyx..." he stares at the being in disbelief as it rolls its hollow pea eyes. More nonchalant about its battle wounds full of scars and harden wounds compared to everyone else in the room. It looks at it's counterpart as she sneered, hating it's presence.

"What do you want?"

"A deal," It slumps down on the chair, staining it with weird ooze as he continued, "We both have the same enemies after all." He looks at him with rather bitterness and lack of emotion. Not fearful of the man who assisted in his creation.

"You have no ability to-" he fought back as the being tugs on his robes, bruising his legs.

"Negotiate isn't it? Look you are just as indecent yourself!" He pushes him onto the floor, worrying Nemo as she tries to pick him up. The mad man smashes the table. It's wooden splinters assimilating into it as it became even bigger as it continued, It's voice even more distorted than before, "You already have no future. After all, what would happen if I break to everyone about your scientific methods? Or how about what you did when you escaped to Sector B?"

Lino, who is triggered by the list of his doings. Yes he know it was wrong but he was not responsible. He retorted, "What do you want?"

"This world needs to be cleansed after all. I want you to reactivate your systems!" He gleamed as Lino scamper towards the angry and triggered Nemo, who is already sick of him. "And why? Just because you failed to work up your systems earlier?"

He grabbed her. Assimilate parts of her body as she screeched in pain. Struggling to hide the loud noises that is probably already causing a lot of suspicion outside. He slams her down forcefully, cracking the corroded parts of her body as she bit her mouth. No one needs to know what is going on now.

"Weak as always. Too dependent on others. Now make the deal. Or I make my deal work!"

His voice boomed across the room, frightening Lino. All this for a killing blow? He sighs and raises his hand in fear, "Fine. Just don't make a ruckus now..." he looks away as the being smiled gleefully.

Outside. The old muscular man scoffs. He have had enough with the organization. If he could only grasp the power now. He guessed he would have to wait. After all, part of his secret had been revealed by Energy Breaker. Damn her. He makes it back spitefully. Past a busy assistant. How useless could they be at just work? Something had to be done after all.

He makes it down the lavish corridors. Filled with portraits and glorified sculptures of victory. Just as he always wanted. Unlike the rather rundown lift he stood in.

As he got out, Eddy was waiting, staring at the remains of the machine. It's frame still sturdy and strong enough. Proof that certain designs always work.

The machine was in rough shape. It's armor jammed amongst the electronics with remains of the large shards pulled out of the rubble. All slammed amongst the outer layers. It's electronics were haywire however smashed inwards beyond belief with exposed wiring still circulating.

"What do we do about this machine? It's terrible owner is not around!" He looks at him with glee as he looked back warmly. He always knew Eddy is the perfect candidate for the ultimate being. Full of innocence yet enough bloodlust to put anyone to the edge. Proving to everyone that the air division still have got the moves to continue leading. If it all wasn't for Verda.

"You shall pilot it! Besides, I have a plan for you." He pats him on the back, catching Eddy's surprise as new frames and parts are brought in from their energy converter device. They were supposed to be fitted earlier on when the attack started, only to be delayed due to machinery issues. Nevertheless it was all prepared to be welded into the machine. It looked on. Lost in the devilish wasteland called earth, wondering what is truly justice.