Parker/Googz's P.O.V.
As we all thought of a way for us to carry out this plan - or at least find another distraction - I couldn't help but stare at Giga a.k.a. The Bionic Blade. She drummed her fingers on her arm as she eye-scanned the schematics once more. I already came to the conclusion of who she was - I mean, how could I forget who my best friend was?
Inside, I was screaming with joy and relief at fate bringing us back together - sure the fates of the Matrix parents were at stake but my best friend was standing right next to me. As soon as I figured out it was her, I had to hold myself back from hugging her as tightly as I ever could. Who knows what happened to her during her time away, and what might've happened to her.
She changed, I could tell... she's not as happy or spontaneous or bubbly as she use to be before her disappearance. Maybe it's because she was putting on an act, but it pained me to know that this is who she became; a hero who had to put everything personal aside to save everyone else.
I wished I could've confronted her about her identity. Maybe I could do that later, I thought to myself as I pulled up my own layout of the castle, Maybe I could pull her aside and tell her to come back.
At the moment, I seemed so desperate to get her back. I wanted my best friend and first love back so badly, I didn't care about any other outcomes. But I could tell she was suffering; I could tell she wanted her old life back. I remember all those times when the two of us were alone - whether it was during a club her brother disliked or staying up late at night face-chatting - and knew even if she moved, she would find a way for us to stay connected, for us to be together forever... well, in what I assumed was completely platonic.
I wondered what she looked like now, how differently she dressed if/when she wasn't The Bionic Blade. I looked at her visor that protected her identity, knowing that even without knowing what she changed, she was still the beautiful, selfless, intelligent, musical, adorkable girl I've grown up with. I dreamt of the day I would be reunited with her, but kinda wished it wasn't like this. I mean, could you blame me? I just found out the girl I've loved was a butt-kicking, agile, bionic hero and was still alive after the fire incident.
There was, of course, a chance she never took interest in me as someone who she could be more than friends with. I mean, she's amazing in every way, who could have anyone she wished for. I had to prove to her I was good enough for her, that I'll be the one to have her back at every move, that I'll be the one to assure her everything will be alright, that I'll be the one she can trust to tell her true identity to in the (hopefully near) future.
If I carry out this plan successfully, and make sure to take into account her disadvantages to make her feel like the hero she is on the outside and inside, maybe she'll take interest in me. I mean, I know she's not that type of girl, but that was in the past, so she might've changed. But right now, all I need to concern myself about is how to protect her from going to the dark side. And to protect her, I need to make sure not a single part of her makes contact with the castle, and no virus lays a single finger on her.
No pressure... Right?