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Yep, finally a new story from your favourite lunatic. XP Note that I will eventually continue on my other current fics as well, but I have the most inspiration for this one, right now. 83
Thankies to Luckster_Gal for the beta-read! 8D

WARNING: The story will get violent as it progresses through the chapters. I'm not kidding it WILL be very, very dark. Read with caution.

Abyss

Freedom...the concept of doing what you desire at all times, without the restrictions normally present in our lives. Instinctively, every creatures strives to achieve this, one way or another. Some wage great wars for the sought independence, while others try much to enforce it through alternative means, from striking terror into the hearts of simple people, to utilizing the force of the masses to finally grasp at least a tiny fragment of it. While freedom occurs in many things, from simple to grandiose, no matter what, it never appears in whole.

Some authority is always kept, be it the will of a few, or the oppressing rule of the wealthy. In truth, every freedom comes with a price, and only the unsuspecting, the feeble-minded, and the ignorant don't realize that one day, everyone must pay it, for every little bit one had been granted over the years...fate never leaves a contract unfulfilled...free will, in true sense, is nothing but the illusion of a sanctuary...believe it, and you might be in for a rude awakening.

“Move it already!”

The voice cracked a moment before accompanied by a lash to emphasize the command. Holding back the cry that wanted to escape from her throat, she slowly rose a bit, stumbling forwards again in the dark. Although she'd been around here for long minutes, her eyes still hadn't adapted to the shadowy place.

She couldn't even remember how long she'd been walking now...minutes, hours seemed to blur together into one never-ending nightmare. Her legs were tired and cold, her feet scraped by the surface she was walking upon. Her back was burning, the chilly air not helping much either.

Every now and then, she got a warning to continue walking, which usually consisted of a metallic grunt, along with an all-too-known pain...the lashes. She couldn't ignore them, no matter how many times the slender piece of leather danced across her back. Each and every time, she thought she could see stars from the overwhelming agony.

Her body suit was already lying tattered against her skin, the normally vibrant yellow-purple colors now dim and unseen in the darkness. Her bushy blue tail swept along her feet, all dirty and bristled up from the lashes she'd endured. Despite all torture though, her jade eyes still glimmered with the same confidence and defiance everyone knew her from.

“We're here...” her captor mused, in the emotionless, but threatening voice she had grown to despise so much. Before she could have asked what he meant, she let out a sharp cry of shock as her tormentor kicked her in the abdomen, launching her against the slightly ajar door.

The door creaked open from her momentum, letting her roll into the room rather unceremoniously. Just a moment after awakening, she started coughing madly from the kick, almost surprised she wasn't coughing up any blood.

“I highly doubt you greet people like this...” a cold, sardonic voice mused before her. She glared up, knowing it well already.

Her gaze was met by a pair of devilish red eyes, almost casting a faint light upon her. Though she had faced his gaze several times before, it still made chills run down her spine every time he happened to gaze right into her own. Even after a simple glance, one could easily debate the fact that he was a robot, and quite the advanced one.

The dim light inside the room illuminated him only a little bit, but enough to give him a both intimidating and graceful look at the same time. The light just barely lit the both humane and inhumane face he had, the terrible balance between nature and technology. She had no idea how, but right to the last eyelash, he looked almost fully like he was one of her kind, though obviously male.

She had no idea how and why he had the almost life-like features that both disgusted, and slightly amazed her, but were certainly unique amongst the rest of the Robot-Pirates. His altered look also gave him a significant number of advantages, including the ability to produce the mocking smirk she despised in him so much.

Even his posture indicated his rank, one slender leg over the other, his hand bended at the elbows, his fingertips touching each other right under his chin. Right to the nails, he looked exactly like any organic creature, unless counting the red eyes that felt like they could burn a hole into her.

Whoever designed him had done an extraordinary job, much to her planet's misfortune. Unlike the rest of the robots, who wore rather tattered pirate rags, his were clean and well-tailored, as it seemed. Obviously, he cared a lot for his appearance, for reasons she couldn't quite understand.

Though the white shirt along with the black pants and coat were rather similar to a trader, than a slaver, he found enjoyment in wearing them, giving him a much more elegant look than any of his fellow pirates. She felt a twinge of pure hatred once more as she realized once more how familiar the material of his clothes were...fairies and Teensies had their clothes from it.

This was the soulless killing machine she had come to known as Tazer, Razorbeard's First Mate. Even with the relatively short time she had known him, she could easily see that in reality, the Admiral her people feared wasn't their greatest foe. Razor was an incompetent fool, a mere puppet and shield for the robot sitting before her. Even though he had no need to sit, having no fatigue or anything, he enjoyed the fury in the fairy's eyes as he was settled comfortable in the throne that once belonged to the Fairy Council.

“You abominations surely know...much about manners...” she growled, her hand clenching in anger, as she rose a bit, only to fall back on the ground as she was lashed once more by the robot that took her here. She muttered a few things under her breath that would have surely made elder fairies scowl at her, while she trembled all over from the pain.

“Now, now...you sure have one quite bad mouth there, kitten.” Tazer mused, his tone a mixture of disgusting sweetness, along with dripping venom of mockery.

She snapped her head up, meeting his gaze with an angered glare, her face transitioning to bring red. He enjoyed toying with the young fairy's appearance at least as much with her spirit. Anything that involved her discomfort seemed like the ultimate enjoyment for him, a fact none could understand because if his supposed lack of emotions.

“My name is Ly.” she muttered, the forced calm obvious in her voice. She knew Tazer was always relying on one simple thing...emotions.

The robot was completely aware of how emotions work, how they're triggered, and what they caused. The only real reason why he did keep toying with her, was to observe this even further. The fairy on the other hand, refused to give him even this little joy. Even if she had been caught for a while now, she would not be his little plaything!

“Ah, thank you...I always seem to forget that.” he mused. The robot's expression didn't change, but it was obvious he was a bit disappointed the fairy hadn't risen against him. “Now...why have I summoned you again? Oh, of course, another foiled escape attempt, was it?”

Ly glared sharply at him, kneeling now instead of being on all fours like some animal. She wished to hold at least part of her dignity, and that continuously told her not to become just another mindless slave of the robot. Her breath was caught suddenly though, a sudden push sending her face-first into the floor.

“Answer him!” the robot holding her neck growled, it's usually yellow eyes burning in red, for once.

“Equally bad manners, as I can see...” Tazer heaved a made-up sigh, planting his chin into one of his hands, while thrumming his fingers on the throne's handle. “Let her go, or else she won't be able to ever answer.” he called, his tone calm, but demanding immediate compliance. The captor didn't dare back-talking at all and let go of the fairy's neck, allowing her to breathe again.

“I apologize for the apparent lack of class my underlings have...sadly, politeness wasn't a necessity for their programmers to implement.” he reached out and grabbed her chin lightly, pushing her head up a bit so he could see her eyes. Her jade eyes battled with his artificial ones, neither of them winning in the end. She had just too much defiance in her to look away and admit defeat.

“Your apology is sadly not...accepted...” she groaned, pushing his hand away and sitting up on her own, resuming to glare upon Tazer. “Especially not when you trained them to act as such...”

“You see right through me, don't you?” the robot let out a makeshift chuckle, as if he was caught on a lie. “I may have a little part in it...but I certainly don't approve them doing such terrible things to a delicate little flower like yourself.” One could almost be fooled by thinking the robot could actually produce something similar to a purr.

The fairy knew better by now, than to be deceived by such petty tricks. “You probably have really a lot of understanding of flowers, if you were so ready to trample them all...but who am I to ask for any compassion from an abomination, like you?” she raised a brown, her pointy ears twitching a bit. With such attitude, she resembled more of a renegade princess, than the young and unranked fairy she truly was.

That hit the spot quite well as it seemed. Tazer's elegant posture broke for a moment, the cold gaze of his transitioning into a glare. He eased up soon enough though, but not quick enough for Ly not to notice it. Though it didn't help her much, it did give a little satisfaction to be able to insult him.

“Watch it my dear...I could make life at least a bit easier for you, but I won't be able to help at all, if you keep on acting in such a way.” he reminded, grasping her chin again, pulling her a bit closer this time.

The fairy had to lean closer as well, not wanting to risk him harming her in such a way. She knew the robot could easily break her jaw in less than a second, if he wanted to. He pulled her close enough to be near her ear, without the other robot hearing them.

“Listen up kitten...you may not yet know, but I'm already keeping you in a better shape than the rest of your...friends.” he mused, his words twisting her abdomen a bit in worry. “Show some respect for me, won't you?” he purred, lowering his hand, under her collar and to the upper part of her chest a bit.

She couldn't even prepare for the impact, even though she knew of his weapon already. A gigantic shock course through her body, powerful enough not just to make her whole body spasm violently, but knocked her back a bit even. She thought she'd screamed her lungs out as the electricity only wore off after a few moments. Even after landing, it took a few minutes before her body stopped twitching from the shock.

“It seems I still prove to be a rather shocking sight...” Tazer mused, the blue glow around his fingers slowly disappearing.

Though a strategic genius above everything, he had no problem with the simpler forms of combat. His complex and diverse abilities had often changed the course of battles, before he resigned to instead secretly lead the Pirates, using Razor as nothing more than a rusty puppet.

A few minutes had to pass before Ly could so much as get up on all fours, still trembling heavily from the earlier shock, panting even. All the strength she had collected the past few days felt like it's been siphoned from her, with only nausea and weakness remaining instead. For a moment, she almost felt she'd black out, but luckily managed to collect herself enough.

The robot watched her struggle with a subtle feeling one could properly describe as glee. He enjoyed messing with her on a general basis, but what raised her above every other creature he had 'tended to', was the fact that no matter what, she'd always stand up again and again. Her spirit seemed unbreakable, even if she was nothing more than just some pet to him. Tazer merely continued to watch her with a cold satisfaction...impossible was something he never accepted.

Without giving her any more time to recoup, he reached out for her again, grabbing the black, metal collar, pulling her closer again. She almost fell forward from the pull, but managed to crawl closer a bit before that could have happened. The gaze he gave now was the mockery once again, amused by how weak she seemed now, compared to a few moments ago.

“Well then...I believe that will probably remind you not to try and flee again.” he mused, growing even more amused as Ly instinctively reached up a bit to try and pry his hand off her collar, to no avail. “Remember, not everyone is as generous as I am...you could barely even ask for a better treatment than what I provide you.”

“You could....give me...food and water though...” she muttered, having a bit of difficulty breathing clearly as he get holding the accessory...and also, her mark of slavery.

“I'll give it a thought.” he assured with a further bringing her face quite close to his. “That is...if you know how to behave, like a good kitten...”

Even with his artificial eyes, he couldn't say the fairy was a bad sight...her eyes remained one thing he just loved to watch as they burned in anger, almost sparkling whenever light touched them. Her skin seemed rather soft still, even with the lack of nourishment and the horrendous amount of torture she had to live through almost every single day.

Tazer nodded slightly to the other robot, unnoticed to the fairy. Her captor got the message clearly though and stepped closer, gripping her by the tail all of a sudden. Tears sprung into Ly's eyes as he started pulling her away, a stinging pain coursing all over her spine, pulsing into every inch of her body.

Her tail was a furry extension of her spine, and thus hurt like pure hell if anyone gripped it like that. She held her screams of pain inside, even as the robot started dragging her away. She knew exactly that Tazer wanted to humiliate her with it, and seemed to be succeeding quite well with it. By the time they reached the door, her tears were running down her face steadily, the pain not dulling enough not to notice it.

“I do hope you'll reconsider your behavior eventually, kitten.” the robot mused as her captor dragger her out of the room. “It'd solve countless problems for both you and me...”

Though the fairy had quite a few doubts whether surrendering fully would help him at all, she of course had no intention of giving in. Slave or not, she had no intention of giving up all her pride. She would have rather suffered even more, just to deny him the pleasure of seeing her whimpering for mercy, as that was what she guessed he wanted so much.

He felt almost amused once again upon seeing the renewed defiance in her eyes, and gestured to the robot dragging the fairy to take her back to her cell. The other, much less sophisticated, crude, but altogether sturdy and powerful one nodded back and continued onwards, keeping a strong grip on her tail.

Ly only whimpered a tiny bit, holding the remainder of her pained reactions inside, even as they started backtracking the long hallway she crawled through before. Over a minute passed and she was trembling wildly now, unable to crawl backwards at all, ending up being dragged continuously. She couldn't let herself show it though...she couldn't.

Tazer's almost perfect humane features transitioned to a deadly smirk as her screams echoed down the hallway.

- - -

She awakened to the feeling of being thrown against cold, metal bars, quickly bringing her back to her senses. Shaking her head a bit from the momentary daze, she couldn't help but turn red slightly in shame, knowing she had blacked out after she reached the limit of her endurance.

“Here ya go, eat up...” she heard the guard growled, a crudely carved wooden bowl sliding into her tiny cell, the heavy steps of the robot indicating he was leaving already. “Oh, and the Boss said no covers from now on, until ya behave.” he added, before closing the doors behind himself with a loud creek and crash.

Ly trembled a tiny bit, already feeling cold, and knowing it'd only get worse later on. Though she refused to serve in any way, her stomach started grumbling to the sight of the bowl, having had nearly nothing for the past two days, as she could count.

She scooted closer to the bowl, taking it into the shaking hands. Of course, the food was badly made, morel like just slapped into the bowl, but seemed still reasonably fresh. It only took several unsteady moments, before she threw the bowl away, having it land against the cell bars and coating the area near it with the mash of food.

Though she knew she shouldn't be picky at this point, she refused to the very depth of her soul to eat what she'd been given. She tried not to even guess what creature had to be sacrificed for this, but the sheer sign of the meat chunks were enough to make her nauseous. She turned away quickly from even the sight of the food, coughing a bit, before her insides slowly settled down again.

She didn't have to think hard to know who was probably the one who ordered her, and supposedly the rest of her kind this meal. That Polokus-forsaken robot seemed to go through every limit to disgrace all of them. Fairies were eternally tied to nature, and as such, it was impossible for them to so much as imagine eating another living being, even if long dead.

She sighed, her thoughts trailing back to the middle of the invasion, when they still held hope that they could repel their attackers. The cunning plan she thought up back then went perfectly at first.

The young fairy sighed a bit, her thoughts reaching downhill. They were only happy for a short time, her capture following immediately after sending Globox on the greatest deed of heroism of his life. The Silver Lum reached Rayman, and he began his noble try to defend what he could.

His heart for his friends and his need for advice were his undoing finally thought. All along her initial imprisonment, she was sure that sooner or later, she'd see Rayman breaking into the place and freeing her from her dreadful prison. She didn't count right at all though...or better, hadn't expected things to turn out for the worst.

Ly knew she'd probably never know how he did it, but Tazer, guided by a faint suspicion relocated her to the Prison Ship much earlier than she expected, not giving the limbless enough time to even find her. Instead, he was met by a battalion of Pirates.

Rayman's second capture marked the end of their luck. One by one, every resisting creature on her planet was either killed or caught eventually. None of them were able to do anything now, not without the support of the fairies, and their limbless hero. It was over in just a few more days...the Crossroad of Dreams, had fallen to the onslaught of the Robot Pirates.

Sighing in despair, she gazed off into what seemed to be the only source of light in her cell. She was sealed off from the others, especially Rayman, due to her ability to create Silver Lums, even if her powers had almost completely diminished, because of the lack of exposure to the Heart of the World's power.

The fairy continued to gaze at the little circular window, the light of the hallway shining a bit through the dirty glass. Her ears lowered a bit, as she brought her knees up, trying to warm up a bit. She felt the all-too-known pressure in her throat, pleading for her to let out her sadness finally and mourn the loss of her life as she knew it.

She couldn't bring herself to do it though, knowing that once she did, Tazer would always be able to get to her. She had to stay strong, for everyone...for her own salvation. A lone tear trickled down her face nevertheless, cutting a clean patch on her dirty face. If it were only that easy...

Zay-el wrote:Yep, finally a new story from your favourite lunatic. XP Note that I will eventually continue on my other current fics as well, but I have the most inspiration for this one, right now. 83
Thankies to Luckster_Gal for the beta-read! 8D

WARNING: The story will get violent as it progresses through the chapters. I'm not kidding it WILL be very, very dark. Read with caution.

Yep, a brand new story by yours truly. 83 I will of course continue reuploading my older stuff, AND continue my longer-running fics, but for now, enjoy this particular one. 83
Thakies to Luckster_Gal for the beta! ;3

WARNING: This story is not for the faint of heart. It WILL get very violent and very disturbing on several occasions. Read with caution. I warned you. X3

Repeating yourself?
Looks good so far. I like this Tazer dude.

Of course! I always say things twice say things twice. 83 ...well, actually, I screwed up with some copy-paste maneuvers, but still! XD
I'm happy you like it so far. Next chapter should come in 1-2 weeks. ;3

So...how violent exactly?

Well, you've known me and my style for a while now, so I think you can have a few guesses. >83

Oh, so not too bad. Not like having fingers cut off with scissors and stuff...

Depends on what you consider too bad. XP I'm not going to go Jigsaw or anything, but I can already state that this story won't have happy parts...or at least, very little of it. ;3

Well, as long as they're not trudging around in some cave with no hope of escape for several hundred pages, I'm happy.

Owwww, now that was a low blow! XD Relax though, nothing like that will happen. X3

I can't believe I actually forgot to update this story! Sorry y'all, this chapter's been ready, and up on dA months ago, but it seems I've accidentally forgotten to upload it here. XD;; Here you go though, for all your reading pleasures! ;3

Chapter 2: Pride of Home

Trees. A clearing. Trees again. Caves, rocky ground and an endless field. Slender feet tapping across the ground, the quick sounds showing their immense speed. More steps. Larger, clumsier, slower, but strong ones. Beating like drums. They were all so different from each other. One like the gentle little raindrop on a summer night. The other like a merciless blizzard, tearing the just growing springs apart.

The air was warm and suffocating, the dust of so many steps, vehicles, shots and pure chaos unsettling the nature. It tried to revolt, turning against even those whom respected it. She covered her eyes, trying not to lose even a bit of her speed, while her pursuers kept on the chase. Their eyes could not be effected by things like dust, lacking the actual tissue these small particles could harm. Nothing seemed to stop them as they tried to take down the runaway female.

The distance becoming less between them, she forgot all thoughts about protecting herself, sacrificing it all for pure speed. She knew she couldn't defeat them at this point, prompting her to use other measures instead. The area seemed to be more of a wasteland either way, ruined by their corrupting and destructive nature.

Without breaking her motions even more a moment, she leaped forwards, landing on all fours and continuing her run. The tail she bore quickly got messy, along with her form-fitting clothing as well. She didn't stop at all though, running even faster on all fours, than on her two feet.

Had anyone seen her at this point, they would have sworn they could see even her eyes looking more like feline ones, instead of the gentle jade orbs of glee everyone knew. The run had reached her most basic instinct, the wish to stay unharmed and free from capture. Not caring about dust, nor the natural imperfections of the terrain, she kept going forwards, the shadows of her metallic pursuers slowly becoming smaller and smaller, until just a tiny point on the horizon. She was already overjoyed, thrilled even that she managed to elude them, and to keep her freedom still...

Only then did something fall upon her, wrapping around her body, before she could move even the least bit. She collapsed in her sprint, tumbling quite a few feet till coming to a halt. Whimpering from the pain, she quickly tried to free herself from the binds, only to find out what it was...a net. A simple, but immensely strong net, not even stretching to her frantic attempts. Even more, it only seemed to tighten around her instead, to the point where she couldn't move at all.

“Well, well...what do we have here?” she heard nearby, a cold, but at the same time, almost charming voice purring. She tried to move again, only to hear the sound of electricity, the next moment everything going black before her eyes.

“Mornin' beautiful!”

A scream was the first thing that came out of her as she awoke. The robot had smacked the iron bars with his large hand, making a concert only their receptors could enjoy. To her, it was more of a murder, her ears ringing from just the volume alone. Being a fairy, her senses were naturally much more keen than other species', along with the fact that even certain frequencies effected her kin.

Even didn't want to sleep, eventually her fatigue got the best of her, grating her several hours of looking into the crystal mirror of her past, through reliving some of the old events that doubtlessly changed the course of her life. Sadly, the fonder memories didn't wish to visit her at these hours, leaving only the past few nightmarish weeks and months to haunt her over and over again.

The robot opened her cell door in the main time, carrying another crude bowl, much like the one she got the other evening -or was it noon? She couldn't make heads or tails of time anymore. He only glanced briefly upon the remains of her earlier meal, all over the cell bars and the floor.

“Must you always play this?” he growled, his eyes glowing red.

He suddenly smacked her new bowl to the ground, which made half of the food scatter already. It wasn't the lack of food she was truly worried about though. In all honesty, Ly couldn't even decide which of the robots she feared more. She knew Tazer was an evil like few other, capable to doing anything that could be classified as evil. On the other hand though, was this guard.

Not as sophisticated with its crude platings and slightly chipped hook, she knew well that he wasn't  one to be in bad terms with. He would have ripped open her abdomen in less than a few moments, if things would have turned out that way. She couldn't decide right now, whether to fear the open, or hidden threat more.

“Yer gonna clean this place with yer tongue even if ya keep doin' this...” he threatened, raising his hook a bit to add to the threat.

Ly shivered in fear, knowing all too well how sharp those things were. Earlier, she'd seen up close as a particularly defiant fairy was promptly stabbed by them, then left to die, unless by some heavenly luck the other prisoners could keep her alive. She never got to see the end result, as that was the beginning of her solitary confinement.

Before the guard could act up anymore though, the doors opened again, revealing another robot in the hallway. This one in particular, she knew well already, having seen him many times before, usually near Tazer. From what she could gather, he was ranked right under her prime tormentor.

Spectrum raised his sight upon the robot and the fairy, the light-blue glimmer of his visors sparkling, even in the dim light. Unlike most of the crew, his eyes were a lot more advanced than the sometimes crude light-bulbs the rest of them had, although visibly not of any organic origin, unlike the ones Tazer had.

As he stepped closer, the other robot stood away from the fairy, looking almost scared a bit. Somewhat eased, Ly's eyes twitched in surprise, the fact unfolding in her mind once again as to how quiet the robot's steps were, even though he couldn't possibly be mistaken for anything other than what he really was.

His silvery plating was proudly sparling with the sign of careful handling, kept as prim as one could imagine. Golden lines crossed through his metallic body, following delicate and difficult patters along his arms, chest and legs, mimicking either a simple geometric shape, or a chaotic web of a spider. They ended up in a single, circular shape located at the point which one would define as someone's nape.

Concerning build, Spectrum seemed in fact, much less threatening than any of the robots she'd seen around the ship, apart from the silent threat Tazer posed, of course. This robot was much less bulkier than the rest, though Ly knew better than to underestimate him. For as weak as his appearance was, his talents were doubtless.

Spectrum was the definition of strategy, up to the point where he almost single-handedly managed to devise a method to bypass even the strongest magical barriers the fairies could create. He was the one who could always fight magic with technology, to the point where they couldn't possibly win in any kind of combat.

Despite his weaker form, she knew from fact that he was as swift and deadly as possible, the two thin, oval-shaped recesses just beneath his hands which she suppose, held place for whatever his weapons were. He preferred open battles at most times, not interested in blood, but rather an honest confrontation, unlike the more shady tactics Tazer preferred. Both of them were deadly, and when trying to decide which was more dangerous, she couldn't quite come to an honest conclusion

She had her run-ins with the robot as well, him being the one who usually pinpointed her location, whenever she managed to escape her cell. Every time, in less than an hour, she was found, overpowered and taken back into custody. Despite that though, she couldn't say she hated him as much as the rest of the robots.

For instead of treating her like most of the robots under his command did, he handled them with what could call mild respect. He didn't make life easier for them in any way, but neither did he feel the need to punish them for no reason at all, nor to insult them continuously. He handled them simply like one would act towards the defeated: slaves, but not creatures without any right to so much as live. He respected them, if as nothing else, then once worthy adversaries.

“Tazer requests an audience with her in the engine room.” he stated simply, without any remark to the the other robot's behavior towards the fairy. She had no doubt that it didn't elude his visage though. “At once.” he added, emphasizing that everything else was secondary at this point.

She already knew that while other robots frequently grumbled because of orders, he never spoke a single word. He completed everything, as long as the order came from someone higher than him. Sighing a bit, she slowly rose to her feet, ignoring the bowl her guard brought in earlier. She usually had to walk on all fours if she didn't want to get punished, but Spectrum overlooked this purely degrading custom.

He waited patiently for her to join him, only beginning to walk off once he knew she was following him. She briefly heard the guard behind her grumble, making her shiver for a moment...she had a feeling her return would be anything but simple. Nevertheless, she knew that while she was at Spectrum's side, she was not to be harmed.

“...why does he want to see me again?” she asked after a little while, breaking the silence between them. It was better than to look around, meeting the either vicious or smug looks of the other Pirates. “I've already been to him yesterday...and why the engine room, of all places?” she felt comfortable enough to ask even more than one questions from the robot. Up until now, he'd never acted abusive towards her.

“He didn't inform me about that.” he replied simply, shedding his stoic silence. His face didn't show any kind of expression, despite it having a somewhat humane form, even having a decent mouth, instead of some disfigured mimicry of it. “He merely said to bring you there...and authorized force of course, in case of resistance.”

He didn't have to continue for her to understand his point. If she would have tried to sneak off again, or try to avoid following him in any way, he would have dragged her here without a second thought. Spectrum wasn't one to be bargained with, literally having an iron will. She followed him close by, though not being as blunt as going by his side. Sometimes, upon glancing at the golden lines upon him, she could almost see a greenish tint; the continuous flow of raw information, that kept the robot moving and on his toes at all times. She knew well that the chance of a successful sneak attack upon Spectrum was about as liable as Polokus appearing on the ship all of a sudden.

“Hey, it's the kitten!” she heard a snarl nearby, making her tremble a bit, but for all the wrong reasons.

Her hand clenched a bit, the accumulated humiliation and desperation slowly boiling in her again, especially as she heard a few of the robots around them crudely whistling at her, quite a few making obvious remarks of her probably being Tazer's very personal slave. The simple assumption made her furious, as to how such lowly contraptions would so shamelessly badmouth her.

“Where do ya think she's going?”

“Perhaps the Boss wants another round?”

“With what? She ain't got anything good!”

A unanimous laughter was the answer to the last remark. It was a custom amongst them to address Tazer as Boss between each other, but rather out of respect, while at the same time, joking a bit upon his humane looks. Most times, he seemed to be more of a leader than Razorbeard, anyway. The mood spread quickly though, more of the robots joining in.

The majority of the Pirates got in on the joke and stood up on both sides of the corridor, continuing to mock the young fairy as Spectrum kept leading her. Just like before, he showed no reaction he actually noticed what was going on. She seriously had to force a makeshift calm upon herself as they let themselves loose more and more, becoming a lot like any organic lowlife she had met before. She even managed to stay calm as one of the robots went as far as tearing a single strand of hair out of her tail as she went past them.

When one of them suddenly pinched her rear though, that was the point where not even her patience could take it anymore. Without even thinking it much over, she turned around swiftly, only to see one of the most known models chuckling at her. A simple Henchman 800, the most crude and expendable robots the entire armada had...and the same one she knew all faults in, having seen Rayman deal with them while nearly sleeping even.

“What's the matter cutie, ya wanna spend an hour with me too?” the Pirate sneered, the rest of his comrades laughing along.

“Of course...” she purred, the tiny little flare in her eyes going mostly unnoticed. For a single moment, her eyes were once again more feline-like, than their normal shape.

Only a single moment passed, before she managed to collect enough strength in herself to skip right up on the H800's hand, as it reached out for her again. He froze, along with the majority of his partners, while the rest watched silently. She didn't waste any time and got on his back the next moment, reaching down and grabbing the sides of his head.

The robot realized too late as to what she was doing, roaring as much as his voice-box enable him, trying frantically to get the fairy off himself. Ly hissed in pain, feeling the robot's hook digging a line into her arm as he waved around, but she didn't stop at all, only pulling even harder. Most around them even took a step back to give them a little space. The fairy gave off a little growl, collecting every ounce of strength she had left, pulling hard once more.

While the H800-generation of robots wasn't exactly the best, they were fierce and strong fighters, even if not bright, nor fast. One of their biggest faults though, were the quick way they were made...their entire bodies were barely even intact, connected by only a single series of reinforced wires and plating around them, instead of more complete shielding, like more modern ones.

As a result, the weak plating slowly cracked under the relentless assault. Even though she wasn't all that strong physically, her anger and determination filled that space quite nicely. A few more moments of struggling did the trick, as with a loud electric discharge, the robot's head was torn off. Ly fell back from the sudden release, landing on the ground with the head still in her hands, the eyes losing light slowly, until the Pirate could be deemed beyond repair.

Many of the Pirates around her seemed to see her little action as the worst she could possibly do, their looks turning rather deadly. One of them looked especially angry over his comrade's destruction and raised his hook, more than ready to tear a new mouth into the fairy somewhere. He struck without though, not giving her even a split second to defend herself.

The sudden clash between metals made her flinch, lowering the Pirate's head she defensively raised before herself. A single hand was between her and the robot, effortlessly holding back the other's hand by the wrist, his hook right before her face.

“She is to be delivered unharmed.” he stated in an infinitely calm voice, the golden lines upon his body sparkling a bit.

The Pirate glared upon her again, going as far as trying to move his hand again, in Spectrum's grasp...a truly bad idea. The robot merely clenched his hand around the other one's, the alloy visible bending a bit in his grip. He let go a moment later, the assaulting robot pulling his fractured hand back, glaring at both of them. He wasn't bold enough to start any sort of battle with Spectrum, but as he went off, Ly could feel chills running down her spine. For some reason, she had a feeling this wasn't the last time she'd seen this one...
- - -
Technology had never been unanimously accepted. Since the beginning of time, sentient races feared anything new...for it was always different than what they already knew, even if it was just something that'd make their lives easier. It didn't make a difference. People feared new, selfishly and pathetically protecting old views, old way, hindering the eventual flow of history.

This...this is how the world is supposed to be like...

He gazed around, his artificial eyes filled with the sparkling glimmers of the heavy gears working around him. A long line of sophisticated machinery were placed in the room, each and every one of them working on full power. The lights of the immense power running through them illuminated the room easily, though he had nothing against the darkness, either. Heat pulsed in every inch of the hall, the steams heavily sitting upon the air, prompting any organic being to leave this area only to them.

His features softened greatly to the soft humming of the engines, which sounded a lot more like inconvenient cacophony to most organics, but were the most beautiful symphony imaginable to him. Such power, such great endurance and strength was inside those materials, to an extent where he thought he could almost feel it coursing through himself.

Even with the skin, clothes, hair and all those other organic-like additions he was supplied with, felt no existent. He felt as though he was in his rawest form before such a powerful machine; a simple pile of coding, before a true God. And they were no less...gods, deities, all of them as they helped their voyage through the depths of space, in return for their faithful servants taking care of them.

So...beautiful...

The door behind him suddenly opened up, breaking his enjoyment towards this heavenly concert. He glanced behind his back, noticing his desired present has arrived. His signature smirk flared upon his face once again, knowing he would have an all too different enjoyment now.

“I'm so happy you decided to join me here.” he purred, turning around properly and bowing slightly before the fairy. “I hope you're little trip here was without incidents...”

With just a simple, elegant flick of a hand, Tazer dismissed Spectrum, which the robot handled without a single sign of dislike. He left without a word, tending to any other matters he should have already, leaving the fairy together with the robot. Only the two of them, as it seemed.

Even though her clothes were barely even intact by now, the unbearable heat that sat upon the entire room effected her quite a lot, little beads of sweat forming on her only after a few moments. He didn't seem bothered at all, barely even sweating, showing one sure sign of his non-organic origin. She glared at him, frantic thoughts running around in her head. Perhaps I could run off quickly...this place is a mess, so maybe I could outsmart him...

The robot's grin got her nervous though. What if he expected just that? What if he's just waiting for the moment I try anything, just to give him a reason to punish me? A silent battle seemed to have formed between the two, with Tazer having the upper hand, as she was still in the dark about his intentions. I can't...I'm doing bad enough already, and if he's playing on catching me red-handed, he surely has several methods at hand...

What if he's just bluffing though? He's so arrogant...maybe for once, his arrogance made him forget that I'm still not one to be pushed around? Her hands clenched a bit, their gaze at each other locked, as if both were trying to look into the mind of the other...only Tazer had a huge smirk on his face, as per usual. Smug bastard...maybe this is my chance?

Just as she slightly tensed though, did she notice something about the robot. Nothing much, but enough for her to stop anything she might have attempted to do. For in the pocket of the well-sewn suit, lied something quite ominous. An object she had seen several times before; the swift little weapon of death, which could kill with a squeeze at the trigger, finishing up a fight even before it would start. She sighed a tiny bit in defeat, knowing that no matter appearance, Tazer could shoot her without even the slightest chance of missing.

“Why did you call me here?” she asked finally, her voice surprisingly without power. She scowled inwardly at herself, clearing her throat a bit. She couldn't let any weakness come to sight before him.

“Purely boredom, my darling kitten...and I thought that perhaps someone like you could take that away.” he mused, not making a single remark about their earlier mental clash.

He knew well the way the young fairy was thinking, after so long. It also greatly amused him to see her look darkening once more to the pet name she was unwillingly supplied with. Without the least of care though, he turned around, gesturing a bit to the huge engines.

“You see these, young fairy?” he purred, his voice making her skin crawl a bit. “These machines can grant such speed you can't possibly even imagine...while your feet might be fast, these are enough to propel you right off the planet even.”

She raised a brow at his bragging, crossing her arms. Her ears twitched a bit to the heat, but once more, she ignored it, even though her bushy tail was like an oven in such great heat.

“Why would you want to leave the world that bore you?” she asked rhetorically, knowing this seemingly innocent discussion was far more serious that one might see of it at first. This wasn't about simple opinion, but rather about destroying whatever pride she had in her planet, to prove his superiority. “Those who destroy their own roots, are worth nothing...they have no place to show where their legacy began...if it survives, that is.”

Tazer's smirk didn't fade though, showing he was glad that she accepted this little duel of words, after losing the one they had a few minutes ago.

“But of course, one can always make a habitat later on. It never matters either way where you came from, but where you end up.” he pointed out, raising one his brows upon the fairy.

“Without a sight to look back upon, you will keep making the same mistakes over and over again. We all learn from our experiences, to become stronger.” she mused, wiping the sweat off her brow.

The heat was getting to her finally, a dull numbness growing in her body from it. She could barely move her tail either way, almost feeling like as though she had a mop attached to her. She knew she would desperately need a wash after their conversation, even though that usually consisted of her guard pouring several buckets of cold water over her head. Her kind was just not fit for such extreme temperatures.

“Who said one would make mistakes?” Tazer asked suddenly, his smirk growing. Ly gazed weirdly at him, thinking he was joking or something.

“No being is without the possibility to make mistakes...let them be living, or artificial.” she emphasized the word as much as she could while gazing at him, her arms still crossed.

“Are you so sure about that?” the robot mused, only sounding a tiny bit arrogant at this point, which unsettled her to a certain point. “What if I said there are creatures above any mistakes...perfect beings.”

“I'd laugh in your face.” she stated bluntly, glaring at him with a flicker from her jade eyes. “One without faults can only be a god...” she shook her head along with the words, signaling he was far from being one.

“Then one must strive to become a god, correct?” Tazer purred, making her flinch all of a sudden.

What does he mean with that? He knows of Polokus, so he must also know that one doesn't just 'become' a god, all of a sudden. Locked in her thoughts, she only realized herself as she nearly collapsed, much to her shock. The world returned to it's rightful priority, informing her that she was losing strength quite fast.

“No one can reach such a state on their own...one must be chosen for such...” she muttered, the world beginning to spin before her.

Her breathing was slowly breaking up, the heat becoming too much for her to bear, her face burning in red. She could almost literally feel herself melt. Her state didn't go without notice though, of course.

“Is everything alright kitten?” Tazer mused, tilting his head a bit. She had no doubts he had planned it like this from the start. He knew she couldn't take such heat. “Or should I call for someone, perhaps?”

Ly couldn't answer even if she wanted to, her body weakened to an extent where she couldn't even keep herself on her feet. She feel back against the door at first, but it didn't open, no matter how she hoped. The heat soon overpowered her completely as she collapsed, the last thing before her eyes, Tazer smirking upon her.
- - -
It was as cold as the Summit. She awoke with a loud scream, only to be splattered once more by whatever liquid it was. The sheer strength of the water-spray was enough to nearly squeeze her through the cell-bars.

“I knew this would get ya up in no time!” she heard from behind, just as the water finally disappeared.

For once, she couldn't even whimper, shivering all over like crazy. Even her teeth were chattering as she curled up a bit to get some sort of warmth after such a cold shower. Her mind raced around as fast as possible, trying to figure out how and why she was here, when her last memory was standing before Tazer...or rather, fainting.

Just as she pieced it together, did the next wave come. Ly cried out as the cold water splattered all over her again, the hose the robot was holding pumping it at a very quick rate. She promptly screamed while getting soaked once more. Not only did the water nearly freeze her, she was sure the spot where the stream hit her would hurt for a few days.

“The Boss said you could use a little bath!” her guard called over. He on the other was fully satisfied. In terms of punishing her for repeatedly spoiling her food and making a mess, this was more than perfect.

By this time, the fairy was shaking the cell-bars, futilely trying to somehow flee from the water. She wasn't against cold water all that much, even though she was used to the hot springs on her planet, but so much as so quickly were about as bad as possible. Her skin seemed to be turning blue from the cold slowly, her lips all swollen and violet from the merciless bath. Out of every means of torture Tazer had invented so far, this was the lowest she'd ever experienced.

Finally, after several long and terrible minutes, the robot stopped torturing her. “All squeaky clean?” he asked, chuckling at his own cruel joke.

The fairy was hugging herself, shivering more and more from the cold. Her hands clung to her tattered body suit as the robot threw it back to her, greatly amused by seeing the half-frozen Ly. “You'd better dress up, or you'll get cold...” he purred.

Ly slowly stood up in her cell, still shaking terribly even as the water was being sucked up by the wooden floor. The robot finally left, leaving the fairy to somehow pull herself together after the shower. Though she wasn't neglectful about personal hygiene, this was far too much for her for a single round. She glared before herself as she waited for the water to dry off her first, before she'd get dressed again. He's going to pay for this, one way or another...
- - -
Spectrum's fingers ran across the keyboard, buttons being tapped in a fast pace, much faster than any organic would be able to produce. He sometimes spent hours and hours before the screen, scrolling through the immense amount of information scattered along the archives of the Pirate Armada.

Though a warrior by programming, he also possessed the code to always search for information. He had long discovered that the best and most efficient way of defeating an enemy, was the most simplest thing they never think matters...knowledge. By simply gathering information, he could often turn the tides of any battle, by simply pulling the right cards, at the right time.

This time though, it wasn't the reports he was most interested about. His blue visors were locked upon a recording of two people conversing in the engine room, right to the point where one of them had to drop out of the debate, without intention as it seemed though. The soft green lights glimmered under the golden lines upon his body, information being processed in a very fast pace.

He couldn't understand it well. He rarely met things that were beyond his knowing, but this was one of them. It wasn't the surface, not the deeper parts of the conversation they had, that interested him. What puzzled him to no end, was how defiantly she was acting. Pride will forever be pride...but why is she doing it?

He had to admit, he didn't know too much of the lifestyles of the people on her planet, but rather strategic information, such as hideouts, or the location of the most powerful artifacts...this tiny little talk, gave him a lot more questions than any of those. She's been caught for weeks...her accomplices as well...we're already in deep space...and still, she doesn't give in at all...

While Tazer seemed the most interested in breaking this defiance of hers, he had no such plans. Such an attitude was unique in his eyes, one that only the strongest of spirits could have. He rather wished to continue and observe her, until he'd understand her motives...the answer behind it all.

So far away, so alone and so weak...yet she wouldn't give in. His visors sparkled a bit, just as she snapped at Tazer. Just what is it, that gives you such strength? She trembled a bit under the apparent heat, but still kept talking to the robot, disagreeing with every single one of his statements. How can you live you proudly, even in imprisonment?

The recording ended after a while as she fainted, with Tazer ordering a robot to take her back to her cell. He continued to gaze at the screen for a bit, musing about the question buzzing inside of him. He raised his hand a bit, his index-finger hovering over the 'replay' button. Let's see how well you'll do...He pushed the button the next moment, the recording starting over for the umpteenth time.

Ah yes, I vaguely remember this. I'm curious as to where it's going... this Spectrum guy seems quite interesting.

I'll hopefully get some of the next part done soon, though I have a brand new series as well, in the works. And yes, Spectrum...well, you'll see for yourself. ;3