» Tue Dec 29, 2009 7:10 am
THAT'S IT! Chapter 3 Part 2 is... Being written.
Chapter 3 Part 2
The Mechanist looked at his work and he gulped, he wondered how he could've agreed to do such a monstrous thing, to doom the Wastes to death... He looked nervously at the entrance to his lair and he sighed a breath of relief, the time of the entrance of the Lone Wanderer had gone and past. John had promised him that he'd only enter at 6 pm... Exactly. The Mechanist looked down at his creation again and he shuddered. He once again, wondered, why he'd even thought of doing such a thing.
He quickly retreated to his bed and he flicked the switch, activating all the robots inside the building, he heard them start up and he fell blissfully into his bed. He closed his eyes and he dreamt. He dreamt of a world, without John, a world that had robots helping people do what they needed to do, a world... Of peace. He slept through the night, dreaming and never stopping, the sounds of the robots shuffling did nothing to disturb him. But, some time after midnight, he did awake.
He awoke, to horror.
He heard the siren of his alarms go off as someone breached the entrance on the bottom level of the building, he jumped out of bed and rushed towards his security camearas. Courtesy of John of course. Standing in the entryway to his building, stood a man, garbed in power armor and with a wonderfully crafted laser weapon strung across his back, he stood with the air of a strong man. He quickly grabbed the weapon off his back and he ran forwards, right into a contingent of security robots.
The Mechanist grinned as he thought of this man's fate as doomed, but after 10 seconds, his grin faded into a look of shocked horror. He watched as the man tore through the robots, aiming, firing, taking them out, taking cover, not even getting hit ONCE. The Mechanist started to worry but he realised that the man wasn't even close to penetrating his lair so his confidence returned. He watched as the man battled his way through the building.
Ducking and weaving through the metal work.
Climbing and running over the catwalks...
And soon enough, pounding down the door that led to The Mechanist's lair.
The Mechanist started to worry, as he thought of what was left in the man's way, he suddenly thought of the answer. Nothing. He heard the scraping of his secret door come to life as the man pressed the hidden button, The Mechanist knew he was doomed, so he stood his ground, waiting. The man soon enough, jumped through the little hole and moved towards The Mechanist. They stared at each other and then the man, opened his mouth.
His voice was rough, raspy, as though he'd lived long enough to see the war.
"You, you are The Mechanist are you not?"
The Mechanist took a gulp before replying, "Yes, yes, I am who you think I am."
"Well then, let me tell you, I think your going to die for what you've done for the Lone Wanderer. Oh and you don't get any say in this, at all, prepare to die you stupid fool."
The Mechanist raised his hands and screamed, the man brought up his weapon and aimed at The Mechanist, he heard the sound of a laser being let loose and he heard the terrible sounds of blood spraying everywhere. The only thing was, it wasn't his. He opened his eyes and he saw the man's corpse laying on the ground, blood spurting out of the stump that was his neck. A man with a definite air of command stood behind him, The Mechanist recognized him at once.
The man spoke, quickly and quietly, "Mechanist, where is what you promised me? How did you let your defenses get taken over so easily?"
The Mechanist opened his mouth and managed to choke out, "He destroyed everything, I had no chance."
"Too bad, you've done what you needed to do anyway," the Lone Wanderer moved over to The Mechanist and punched him in the head.
The Mechanist fell to the ground in a daze, he blacked out a couple of seconds later.
As he awoke, however much later it was, he saw a giant figure of a man standing above him, he gawked at the figure and he immediately guessed who it was. The Lone Wanderer had taken the armor and weapon, he'd already put them on and he stood there above him, he heard a rasping laugh and he shuddered, "So, Mechanist, say goodbye to your life, I hope you had fun thinking I'd let you live."
As Johns' foot came down upon The Mechanist's head, he had one final thing to say...
"[censored] you, I hope you have fun with the little fault I built in."
The Mechanist then breathed no more.