Effective Lesson for The Chemist

Burning excitement forced Maduruma to put down the clutching hand on Misaki's cheek after the look of horror from her already pinned at his wonderful demonstration object. Hence, The Chemist's staggering body dropped onto the floor as a green, circling portal spawned behind her immobilized feet.

Another twister-like body robot bloomed out the portal for meeting the bright outside view especially with a warming light pierced through from sky above. The robot gazed with enlightened predatory eyes towards Misaki's who attempted to lift its trembling hand.

The twister robot immediately hoisted both of the opened grips on engulfing soft green sparkles within its metal palm that stretched out like wet clay. Curiousness bending the robot's head to the trembling Misaki's as two holographic Katanas after the forging section was finished.

Afterward, the Katana's was swiftly plunged at Misaki's leg direction that remained immobilized and a gulp of blood splashed the clean floor. The robot was indeed impaled on its prey leg with the razor-edge blade of the holographic Katanas impaled through the metal leg near the joint part.

Shrieking scream howled from Misaki's sore throat as she not only felt all her motion numb, the impact of the blade also touched her nerve. Furthermore, The Chemist loudened her shriek with the robot thrust deeper into the Katana's until a sound of ground being pierced echoing through her ear.

Another round of splashing blood sprinkled to the ground and continuous dripping created a circling flat pool. A blood pool that dampened the metal leg as it crumbled similar to a person after receiving a static shock.

Agonizing whimper colored Misaki's entire face and exhaled a heart-beating gasp with the stabbing Katana still stood tall. She even winced in a dreaded expression especially on the petrifying view within her front sight.

The Chemist helplessly watched The Machine Herald hold the armored policeman on the head. The policeman finally got a clear sight on the view and dropped a petrified eye for directly witnessing Maduruma's augmented hand, tightening its grip.

"GET AWAY FROM ME....YOU CREEP!!" The Old Policeman growled with unyielding desperation, "Prison is the only suitable place for you to STAY!!!"

A cheerful giggle with the sound resembling a high-pitch radio was declared by Maduruma for responding to the policeman. The policeman who gritted his teeth with an enraged demeanor towards The Machine Herald the more time he gaze at the cybernetic monstrocity sight.

Therefore, a spit was puke out from the policeman's and swiftly landed onto The Machine Herald one eye. Maduruma closed the one eye shortly before he repositioned the augmented hand in front of his victim's chest.

"Please….don't…do….this…please….!!!" Misaki shouted with a struggling voice and briefly coughed off a blood, "This…is…only…between….me….and….you, Monster!!!"

Maduruma chuckled, "That's the entire point…Chemistra, it's only between us."

Afterward, Maduruma thrust forward his grip onto its demonstration's chest with ease and a gulp of blood splashed through the augmented body. The Policeman could only drop a staggering jaw and expose a frantic frown with the recent strike he endured.

Distressing, yet raspy screams growled within Misaki's on top of her lung after directly watching the swift strike impaled through the helpless policeman's chest. She also watched the policeman puke out a gulp of blood that rained down onto the floor with his eyes flabbergasted.

Tears of despair rapidly dropped onto the floor as Misaki bent her head down from avoiding the clear picture of watching the policeman's fate. The Chemist bit her lips and howled a murmuring noise as the thrilling laugh from Maduruma's rang through her ears.

The Policeman attempted to lift his hand that continuously trembled and suddenly felt numb. He winced in agony as an excruciating gasp was constantly being freed from his lung before blurry vision corrupted his sight.

Then, another splash of blood was spread out when Maduruma smoothly pulled off the piercing hand from the hole planted on his victim's chest. A clean hole that dripped a waterfall of blood and revealed a glimpse of fresh-red meat within The Policeman.

The Machine Herald closed the delighted one eye for a seconds before he switched his attention to The Shogun Robot that still held the dying policeman with its grip. A commanding nod quickly convinced Maduruma's robot to release its grip from the demonstration back, allowing the dying body to rest on the floor.

Nonetheless, Maduruma steered his attention once again at Misaki who was still raising a despairful frown on witnessing the policeman slowly falling into death with coarsed gasp growling. The feeling of helplessness and guiltiness made The Chemist release more waterfall tears especially when she couldn't even make a motion to prevent it.

"Please don't cry, Misaki." Maduruma persuaded with an alluring tone, "There is some great surprise you will see in this demonstration."

Misaki yelled and closed the unnerving eyes, "Just….shut….up….for…once!!!"

Bittersweet giggling was declared once again by The Machine Herald as he tilted the intrigued gaze towards Misaki who still hid her face on the floor. Witnessing Maduruma in this helpless state only fired up the hatred with a form of trembling grit.

Hence, Maduruma heaved the augmented hand with one of the fingers wrapped around the thumb for preparing an enthusiastic surprise. The Machine Herald took a glance at the lamented policeman who had his back being showered by the flat pool of blood before switching the attention onto the immobilized Chemist.

"Okay if this is what you wanted, I may give you the wish." Maduruma spoke happily as he sharpened his gaze at Misaki, "But the demonstration will continue with a big surprise and I'm sure you will like it."

"PLEASE….JUST….STOP…!!" Misaki demanded with a struggling voice and bit her lips in a pleading demeanor, "JUST…STOP….OKAY!!"

Maduruma chuckled, "Too bad the demand to stop is declining."

"Let me remind you this demonstration is very important for your future, Misaki." Maduruma exclaimed with an assured tone, "A future you love to deny, rather than accept it. Therefore, I'll make sure this demonstration will finally convince you."

Maduruma snapped the augmented thumb he had been wrapping around preparing a marvelous present for Misaki as she widened her staggering furrow. She witnessed the policeman who should fall into death growled with a high-pitch mangling voice.

Moreover, the policeman swiftly got up from the lying down position with the hole in the chest beaming a piercing bluish light. A bluish light also illuminated both of his eyes as he dropped a craving jaw.

Liquified metal suddenly covered the supposed dead policeman's limbs especially when it moved closer into Maduruma's direction. It began with both hands until the kneecaps, enveloping with the grayish metal surface gleaming an azure blue light on every gaping line.

The soothing sight was raised by Maduruma when he glanced at Misaki who bit her lips in a petrifying demeanor. The Machine Herald could only shake his head especially after he glanced back at the glimpse of the demonstration object who kept growling, allowing him to give a burst of gleeful laughter.

"Yes Misaki, augmentation gives many more benefits that flesh can never do or something they will never imagine to happen." Maduruma exclaimed, "Not only reviving the cop like a puppet, it's also improving their anatomy.

The Machine Herald clapped the augmented hands after he turned around his attention at the demonstration object. The policeman willingly nodded his staggering hand and raised the gleaming metal hand in front of his face.

The metal hand quickly being swallowed by the appearance of the bulky, cotton-white metal gauntlet. The gauntlet called forth a liquefied metal that morphed into a circular-hand cannon, allowing Maduruma to give a satisfying chuckle.

Whereas, Misaki helplessly howled in agony as she continued to watch the policeman and attempted to lift the immobilized metal hands. Watching this demonstration only convinced The Chemist to at least raise her limbs especially when the policeman channeled bluish sparkles within the hand cannon.

"This is the improvement and you are about to see it in your naked eyes, Misaki," Maduruma mumbled happily.

The demonstration policeman thrust back the gleaming hand cannon and cast out a bolting ball. The bolting ball swiftly tackled the floor below and dissolved after creating a deepened concrete mark, leaving Maduruma with an intrigued sight.

"See with augmentation, he can unleash that blast." Maduruma exclaimed, "Which is an improvement."

"Imagine, you can do that to all of your enemies." Maduruma added, "Turning them into your puppet. Besides, I recalled a hero didn't kill the villain right?"

Maduruma chuckled, "That is why this is a good alternative to not killing them. Using them as a weapon is what I like the most."

"Because they are still part of them useful for a weapon or even creating an army." Maduruma said with sparkling confidence, "Remember that, Misaki Kamiya. You can turn everyone you dislike into a mindless puppet like this."

While Misaki glanced down at the floor as the overwhelming thoughts began to invade her mind. Thoughts of her wearing the full armor Chemistra stood dominantly on the middle with an army of cybernetically enhanced army behind her, waiting for the command

A cold stare was indeed shone upon Misaki's face especially when she witnessed the blood-red sky above. However, those thoughts didn't last long as it blinked out into nothingness especially with The Chemist raising her head in reality.

A blunt, yet frustrated gaze boiled through her entire's expression with Misaki darted her eyes at Maduruma. Struggling grit was opened up as The Chemist tried to crawl forward on the floor, impressing The Machine Herald with him raising the one eye.

"Turn…off…that…machine!!" Misaki spoke with a raspy voice, "You..twisted…monster."

Maduruma giggled, "Oh don't be like that. Besides, he has a family and of course, they don't want to see him die right?"

"That's what I got when I killed him and absorbed his memory at the same time," Maduruma explained

Misaki swallowed her saliva as she opened an enraged grin, "Yes, but it's better….he…died."

"Rather…than…seeing…him…like…this!!" Misaki spoke with a raspy voice, "Especially....for the sake of his face

"Sometimes….death is better than…becoming…as a mindless…puppet."

Maduruma nodded and chuckled, "Fine, I granted your wish."

The Machine Herald released a single clap within his augmented hand and the side effect for the demonstration policeman quickly occurred. Gleaming blue light on the gaping lines available within every metal surface faded out, including the hand cannon that blinked away all the charging glowness.

The Policeman gave a farewell growl to Maduruma before eventually falling on the floor once again. Resting time for the unliving policeman was blessed to him for now as its master switched the full attention towards Misaki.

"I know you stopped because your…human heart demands it." Maduruma spoke happily, "But your human heart is also experimenting on living beings too just because of their EGO. What a 100% hypocritical statement."

"I used to live as a human too and thanks to the doctor who experimented on me, he showed a better vision of evolution." Maduruma added with a delightful tone, "Something I first refused, but now I'm embracing it."

Misaki grunted, "So…this is your vision of evolution or something that…you wanted me to lead. Controlling and brainwashing people…that disobeyed you." That is…not evolution. That is called…regression."

Maduruma shook his head and chortled, "Oh Misaki, sometimes evolution also needed those who disagreed with us, into a loyal army. That is more efficient and effective to create our everlasting legion."

"Especially the army that always protects the enforcer from any danger or even initiates its command willingly." Maduruma added as he glossed over two of Misaki's metal legs that were impaled.

The Machine Herald rolled the beaming one eye in delirium as he darted his sight towards Misaki who consistently gave a disgruntled face at him. A short burst of laughter was blurted from Maduruma for witnessing the heating, defiance through The Chemist's face.

Hence, he snapped the metal finger that commanded the twister robot to strangle the chaining grip onto The Chemist's feet. A shrieking voice echoed throughout the room as Misaki could feel her leg forcefully being pulled and harshly bit her lips.

"Besides, I wanted to give some special price that will soon convince you." Maduruma announced, "And get rid of the smug face of yours."

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