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Pandora Chronicles: Age Five
   Pandora had worked for two days, taking up both Saturday and Sunday as she worked with the assorted power tools to make her new creation. It took some doing, especially since she was only five years old. But she managed to create her robot nanny.
   The reason for this? Her mother, the famous rabbit police officer, Judy Hopps had given birth to a litter of half-fox, half-rabbit kittens. That weekend, Nick and Judy’s maternity leave was almost over. And Pandora, being an introverted young girl, did not trust anyone to look after her, or her newborn siblings.
   Not that she didn’t trust any of her parent’s friends or family to take care of them, she just didn’t want to inconvenience anyone, especially not her Uncle Davies. Knowing full well that not only did he have a bit of a fear of small children, and his autism limited what he could do without being overwhelmed. But that in his condition, bound to a wheelchair. He’d be o
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Mammal Effect: Novehareia: Part II
   Eventually, Judy and her squad arrived at Peak 15, though not without having to face geth in the entrance way. In addition to the blockade that the Mako had to contend with on it’s drive to Peak 15 itself.
   “User alert.” A women's voice said. “All Peak 15 facilities have suffered a great deal of damage. Biohazard materials present throughout the facility. Virtual Intelligence user interface offline.”
   “It sounds like the reactors are offline. Come on, let’s get to work.” Judy said as they made their way through the garage.
   “Strange, the turrets are facing the wrong way,” Liara noted as they passed a pair of turrets that were facing into a passageway.
   “They want to keep their people in, as much as they want the geth out,” Wrex noted.
   “Or there’s something dangerous inside that they don’t want to risk getting out,” Jud
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Ban-Laoch: Part 7
   Ban-Laoch quickly made her way to shores of Orc-Heimr, the ancestral homeland of the Orcs. Up until a few centuries ago when there race was driven out by the otherwise peaceful Amphibs, scattering the Orcish race to the four corners of the world.
   However... her mode of transportation could have been a bit more ideal. “TRACEY! MOMMY’S A LITTLE TOO CLOSE TO THE CANOPY!” Ban-Laoch shouted to Tracy in terror, as she had used the infant Dragon to take her to Orc-Heimr.
   “I can’t! Your too heavy mommy!” Tracy said as the two descended into the canopy.
   “TRACY WATCH OUT FOR THAT-” but it was too late, “...tree...” Ban-Laoch said as she and Tracy had firmly embedded themselves into one of the tall trees. Then a strange frog-like creature approached them.
   “Hi-ho! You folks seem to be stuck.” The creature said.
   “Yes... and in quite a lot of pai
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Penguin Pals: A New Dawn: Part 3
   “VE’VE BEEN VALKING FOR VEEKS!” Dussel shouted as the convoy made their way through the ruins Pax Svenisdae.
   “We’ve only been here for an hour, maybe fifty, forty-five minutes,” Monty said, annoyed with the yelling Chinstrap.
   “Oh... right... WE have been walking... for a little under an hour.” Dussel said, as he looked over his magic scroll that allowed him to see, that it has been a little over a month since the last part was published on the internet proper. “So, which way Waldo?” Dussel asked of the fur coat clothed King Penguin.
   “It’s a bit of a labyrinth to get through all the ruins. But I remember my way, just keep close and stop for nothing... this here’s bat country.” Waldo said.
   “Fvear und Loathsing in Las Wages.” Dussel said to himself as he ate a sardine. “Dhe shpelling vorks in German, trust me on zhis.”
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Zootopia Files: Fourth of July Special
   “Now... I’ll bet you’re all wondering why I have summoned you.” Anna Blackpaw said to Nick, Judy, Davies, and Pandora as all four mammals sat in a drawing room at Blackpaw Manor.
   “Oh I actually know why, but please Miss Blackpaw, do go on.” Clancy, the AI integrated with Pandora’s time traveling watch said.
   “As you know, the Fourth of July is upon us! The day when this county celebrates its freedom from the British... despite the dates not really matching up with the actual dates, but I’m already digressing. Josephus! Bring the pop-up book!” Anna said.
   “The ‘Secret Histories’ one or-”
   “Yes, the one that details the true story of the American Revolution!” Anna said Josephus, entered the drawing room with the book in question. “Now, I have told Davies a great many details about the Vampiric world... and young Pandora learne
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World War R: Part 1
In the 2250’s, a great war broke out. Between the nations of Earth, and a powerful faction of reneged robots, led by the mad scientist named Professor Nemesis, and his Central Processing Artificial Intelligence, Vendetta. The Iron Ones ravaged the Earth for Nemesis’s desires of conquest.
The world seemed to be doomed to Nemesis’s dominion... but then a miracle happened. Another scientist, named Doctor Turk, had been working on a project to create sentient human-like robots, called Androids. Originally, he intended them to help mankind in purely domestic duties. But with the war against Nemesis and Vendetta going south, he hastily reprogrammed the androids for combat.
Led by the first of the Androids Arnold, the A-Legion they had victory after victory over Nemesis’s robot armies. Eventually, bringing about the end of the war, but Nemesis was never found, nor Vendetta. However, this war ultimately led to a Golden Age of technological progress.
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Zootopia Files: Vampire Rabbit Interview: Part 2
Previously on the Zootopia Files.
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   Bogo looked sternly across the briefing room. “All right people... we got a serious case on our hands. It may very well be even direr than the Missing Mammals Case, or the Night Howler Crisis, and the chaos that has been griping Zootopia since then...” Bogo said, as he then presented a cookie jar on his desk. “We need to find out who stole all the cookies from the cookie jar,” Bogo said seriously.
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   “Davies... I’m happy that you’re having fun. But could you please get out of the penguin enclosure?” Anna Blackpaw asked as Davies was inside of the penguin enclosure, reading one of his books to the penguins.
   “Don’t ruin a lifelong dream woman! It’s another hour until ‘Swimming with Penguins’ is open, and I refuse to lose my spot! Besides... I left my phone at home.” Davies said.
   “Yet he remembers to b
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Zootopia Files: Vampire Rabbit Interview: Part 1
   In a hospital bed at Zootopia Central Hospital, Davies was lying in a hospital bed. For a little over a day ago, his life was turned upside down. Not only had he been possessed by the Legion of Night, an entity that appears in mammals with neurological differences from bases mammals that are exposed to Night Howlers.
   But he had learned, that his boss, and girlfriend. Anna Blackpaw, was a Vampire, an honest to goodness Vampire. A Vampire that had all but drained him dry of his blood. Now, he was stuck, receiving new blood. To replace what Anna had drunk.
   “Mr. Hopps. There is a rabbit woman here to see you.” A nurse said, peeking his head through the door.
   “Send... send her in,” Davies said, exhausted and light headed. And into the room, a rabbit women did enter... Anna Blackpaw.
   “Leave us to our privacy,” Anna said with a clearly somber look on her face, and the nurse closed the door beh
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Zootopia Files: Sagittarius Incident
   In the year 2038, Judy Hopps was sitting before a holographic computer screen. She was wearing a tank top as she looked over old footage of her old adventures when she was the ZPD’s first bunny officer, specifically, the events that saw the downfall of Draco Long-Fangs criminal organization, all the while taking a swig of carrot juice as she looked over the old footage.
   “Man... Nick and I got into some crazy things back then.” Judy said fondly to herself as she kicked up her feet.
   “Commander Hopps, your daughter Pandora is aboard the Helicarrier.” A robotic voice said.
   “Wow, I think this the first time she’s EVER been on time for anything. Let her-”
   “Already let myself in mom,” Pandora said as she entered Judy’s office. “And yes, I actually remembered to make something for you for ounce,” Pandora said as she placed a cake on Judy’s desk.
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Star Wars: The Awoken Chronicles: Zakoq Zark
   Tatooine, desert planet, baked beneath the heat of its twin suns. This world has served as a gathering for some of the most wretched scum and villainy in the galaxy since time immemorial. Since the death of Jabba the Hutt however, the planet has been in upheaval. With petty criminals trying to fill in the void the Jabba’s death left on the Outer Rim world.
   To make matters worse, bands of Tuskan Raiders and Jawa’s had risen up. Raiding and looting settlements across the planet under the command of an enigmatic leader known only as the ‘Immortal Son of Suns’. This is where our heroes come in... as the Millennium Falcon landed in Mos Eisley.
   “So this is your homeworld?... might actually be better than Jakku,” Rey said as they left the Falcon.
   “It is, this planet has two suns. AND a thriving moisture farming industry when I left, all Jakku has is sand, sand, a salvage operation run by a crooked Cr
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Mammal Effect: Novhareia: Part I
   The Normandy arrived in orbit of the frozen world of Novharia. A planet set aside for corporations to preform experiments and research that would otherwise be illegal, immoral or just ill-advised.
   “This is the SSV Normandy to Novharia ground control, requesting permission to land,” Joker said.
   “Request denied. We have no record of a scheduled landing. State your intentions or you will be fired upon.” The traffic control officer said.
   “Citadel Council intentions, we have a Specter aboard,” Joker said.
   “Very well, landing access granted Normandy. Be advised, we will be inspecting your claim. And your vessel will be impounded if confirmation cannot be established. ” The traffic control officer said as the Normandy docked.
   “Commander, remind me to book this place for shore leave,” Joker said to Judy sarcastically.
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   Judy, followed by Liar
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Phineas and Ferb: Beatrice and Elven Princes.
   It started as a fairly normal morning at the Flynn household. Beatrice was humming to herself as she brushed her hair while wearing a towel, as she had recently come out of the shower. “I’m going to a BBQ. There’ll be a pool for me to dip into.” Beatrice said in sing-song.
   “And Daniel will be there.” Beatrice’s sister, Bethany said teasingly.
   “Yes, he’s the host, and it’s at his house... what are you getting at?” Beatrice said to her human sister.
   “You got a crush on-”
   “I should never have told you about the weird dreams I had when I was younger. I’m not even entirely sure if he is somehow crush material. Now listen kid, either you stop making fun of me for having actual friends. Or a certain video gets uploading to the internet... you know the one I’m talking about.” Beatrice said as she displayed a video on the palm of
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   Pandora had worked for two days, taking up both Saturday and Sunday as she worked with the assorted power tools to make her new creation. It took some doing, especially since she was only five years old. But she managed to create her robot nanny.

   The reason for this? Her mother, the famous rabbit police officer, Judy Hopps had given birth to a litter of half-fox, half-rabbit kittens. That weekend, Nick and Judy’s maternity leave was almost over. And Pandora, being an introverted young girl, did not trust anyone to look after her, or her newborn siblings.

   Not that she didn’t trust any of her parent’s friends or family to take care of them, she just didn’t want to inconvenience anyone, especially not her Uncle Davies. Knowing full well that not only did he have a bit of a fear of small children, and his autism limited what he could do without being overwhelmed. But that in his condition, bound to a wheelchair. He’d be overwhelmed by fourteen hybrids, plus Pandora herself. To say nothing of Finnic... of whom she was glad whenever he left.

   So, over the last weekend when her parents would be home, Pandora busied herself with creating a robot that would take care of her, and her newborn siblings. It had roughly six arms, a head that looked like a salvaged video camera, was covered in bright paint splatters, and it moved about with some manner of hover device.

   Pandora turned the robot on. “Ah! I-... who are you?” The robot asked as it took notice of its creator. It was a small mammal, with long fox like ears, a short-to-medium muzzle, red fur, her left eye was purple while the right was green, and she was wearing a dress that was covered in industrial debris.

   “I’m Pandora, I made you. Now state your directive.” Pandora said curtly.

   “Yes, I am Nanny-Bot. I am programed for childcare; in addition, I can entertain and protect children.” Nanny-Bot said.

   “And I was worried that your programing would be corrupted or something.” Pandora said, then Nick and Judy entered the tool shed she was working out of.

   “Pandora, what are you doing- what is that?” Judy asked as she and Nick looked at the Robo-Nanny in bewilderment.

   “Mom, dad! This is... this is something I made. Something that can help with taking care of my brothers and sisters...” Pandora explained anxiously.

   “Okay... did you make this in JUST the tool shed?” Nick asked, looking over the Robo-Nanny.

   “Well, yeah I’ve spent the last two days-”

   “You made this, in the tool shed... in JUST two days?!” Nick said in surprise.

   “Pandora, sweaty, mommy and daddy don’t... dislike this robot. It’s more that we’re just... surprised that you made this at all.” Judy said, going down on one knee to look Pandora in the eye. “I mean, do you even know how to create an artificial intelligence?”

   “Oh no mom, I found the AI in a flash drive.” Pandora said.

   “What?” Judy said in surprise.

   “It was in your room, and it had a little drawing of a sheep lady on it.” Pandora said.

   “Oh... what’s the robots name?” Judy asked looking concerned.

   “Nanny-bot.” Pandora said, unaware of her mother’s anxiety.

   “Well you’re only five. Nanny-bot, can you access your memories prior to activation please?” Judy said.

   “Accessing memories: Error, memories are blocked by a firewall. Cannot access them at this time.” Nanny-bot said.

   “Well that’s weird, why would there even be a firewall?” Pandora said.

   “Oh thank goodness... Pan, next time you make a robot like this. Could you PLEASE run it by us? It’s not that we don’t trust you... it’s just that the flash drive you used is VERY dangerous. And your daddy and I would never forgive ourselves if you got yourself hurt.” Judy said.

   “Where did you even get all these parts? And- IS THIS A HOVER SKIRT?!” Nick said, still bewildered by what he was looking at.

   “Well, all the parts I got were right here in the shed.” Pandora said.

   “Wait... you mean to tell me. That you somehow made a robot, with a HOVER SKIRT? With only scraps, in the tool shed?!... we need to talk to Selene.” Nick said.

   “In the morning Nick, for now. You need to get some sleep young lady. And maybe get your new robot inside.” Judy said, they went inside of the house.

   “Goodnight Pandora.” Judy said as she tucked in Pandora.

   “And Nanny-bot? It’s rude to just turn her off.” Pandora said.

   “Uh... right. Goodnight, Nanny-bot.” Judy said awkwardly.

   “Goodnight, Judy.” The Nanny-bot said, Judy then pressed Nanny-bot’s off button.

   “I know you can’t hear me... but I can tell that mommy and daddy don’t like you. But don’t worry; they’ll learn to like you.” Pandora said to the deactivated Nanny-bot.

   “I knew we should have hidden that flash-drive better.” Judy said under her breath.

   “Well you heard it Carrots. She doesn’t know that she’s Bellweather. I think your ignoring the detail that our little Pancake made that thing out of SCRAPS, in a tool shed!” Nick pointed out.

   “I’m very much aware, and surprised by that. But what happens if that Nanny-bot somehow overcomes the firewall that Selene put on the brain-mapping card? The last thing we need is Bellweather with six arms.” Judy said in concern.

   “How about this, we get Selene to look her over? See if she’s actually as safe as Pan, think’s she is. It doesn’t get turned into scrap... again.” Nick said.

   “When we get to work tomorrow, maternity leave is almost over... and I want it to end on a high note. And not worry about our daughter potentially bringing a mad-mammal back to life.” Judy said.

   “Game night with Davies?” Nick asked.

   “Can I count on you, to take care of the kitts?” Judy asked, Nick’s eyes began to well up with tears.

   “Y-Y...you don’t trust me to take care of our children?” Nick sobbed.

   “Shut up you dumb fox.” Judy said playfully.

   The following Saturday. Selene had arrived in the Wilde-Hopps’s backyard, as the okapi was far too big to fit into the Wilde-Hopps home. “Nice design you got here. And you’re telling me that she built all this from some scrap in your tool shed?” Selene asked as she knelt down to get a better look at the Nanny-bot.

   “Yes... of which I may never stop being baffled by. I mean... HOW does that happen?” Nick said.

   “Well, my sister and I told you she’d be intelligent... just wouldn’t have figured that she’d be this smart so soon.” Selene said as she looked over the flash drive that was the main cause of Judy’s concerns. She plugged it into her laptop computer, after putting it into a number of adaptors to account for its relatively small size. “Ah good, the firewall protocol is in effect, and is keeping Bellwether from directly controlling that bot... does not explain how it was working at all. Unless... there’s a hole in the firewall. It’s small, just big enough for Bellwether’s consciousness to act on the programing that Pandora put in place, but not much else.” Selene said.

   “Is there a chance that hole could get bigger?” Judy asked with concern.

   “Yes, a very big one in fact. Unless the firewall is regularly reinforced, Bellwether’s full consciousness will take control of this robot.” Selene said.

   “Why did you even make a digital copy of Bellwether in the first place?!” Nick said.

   “It seemed like a good idea at the time... I don’t remember WHY I thought it was a good idea. At any rate, has this thing done any harm to any of your kitts?” Selene asked.

   “No... But it does scare them. Believe me, I can tell that there unnerved by it.” Judy said.

   “Hmm... you know, I could maybe give Pan some pointers on how to make more... aesthetically pleasing robots.” Selene said.

   “That will depend entirely on Pandora.” Judy said, though unbeknownst to any of them. Pandora had been eavesdropping on the entire exchange. She then snuck her way back into the house.

   “Mommy, daddy what are- WHOA! You are tall!” Pandora said in surprise as she saw Selene for the very first time.

   “You never have seen an okapi before?” Selene asked as she stood up, casting a long shadow over the young hybrid.

   “N-No... but. Look, what are you doing with the Nanny-bot?” Pandora said, playing ignorant.

   “Just... admiring your robot, of course I’ve made better at a much smaller scale. But still, the fact that you even made a working robot out of junk is rather impressive for someone so young.” Selene said lying through her teeth.

   “Yeah... I just put her together from what I found in the toolshed.” Pandora said.

   “Fair enough, now... I would like to offer you the chance to learn more about creating robots. Refine your obvious talents... maybe even work in coding an AI.” Selene said.

   “...I’m five, and I don’t even know your name lady.” Pandora said curtly.

   “Pandora.” Judy said sternly.

   “My name is Selene. I work with your parents at the Police.” Selene said.

   “The ZPD has... whatever you said you were as officers?” Pandora said.

   “A few, but I’m not one of them. I mainly help with computers and technology. So what do you say?” Selene said.

   “Don’t see why not, might even give the Nanny-bot a new body. I’m in.” Pandora said.

   “Splendid! We can start next week. I just came over to look at your Nanny-bot. Goodbye Pandora. I hope to see you then.” Selene said as she left the premises.

   “Well... that was neat.” Pandora said flatly.

   “And you must want the Nanny-bot back, right Pancake?” Nick said.

   “Yes, also, please. PLEASE stop calling me ‘Pancake’?” Pandora said as she turned on the Nanny-bot.

   “It’s just your father trying to be funny... and fails miserably every time.” Judy said.

   Later that day, Pandora was on the computer. Looking up information on Bellwether... and didn’t find anything substantial, as she didn’t know the first name. Of the sheep that incited the Night Howler Crisis a little over five years ago. So instead she looked up information on the Night Howler Crisis itself and found much better results.

   “So... the lady who started that Night Howler Crisis was a Prey Supremacist, is now the main CPU of the Nanny-bot?... well, that’s a bit of a step down for her. Just gotta figure out how to keep her flash drives firewall from completely breaking... and the best way to that. Would learn from Selene... I hate it when I answer my own questions like this.” Pandora said to herself. 

Pandora Chronicles: Age Five
In this first adventure, our title character creates a robot nanny... and quickly learns that you should always check to see what you put into them.
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   Eventually, Judy and her squad arrived at Peak 15, though not without having to face geth in the entrance way. In addition to the blockade that the Mako had to contend with on it’s drive to Peak 15 itself.

   “User alert.” A women's voice said. “All Peak 15 facilities have suffered a great deal of damage. Biohazard materials present throughout the facility. Virtual Intelligence user interface offline.”

   “It sounds like the reactors are offline. Come on, let’s get to work.” Judy said as they made their way through the garage.

   “Strange, the turrets are facing the wrong way,” Liara noted as they passed a pair of turrets that were facing into a passageway.

   “They want to keep their people in, as much as they want the geth out,” Wrex noted.

   “Or there’s something dangerous inside that they don’t want to risk getting out,” Judy said they continued to make their way. Fighting their way through more geth, after that, a loud sound went off.

   “What was that?” Liara asked.

   “Probably just debris. Relax kid, I’ll protect you.” Wrex said.

   “Wrex I know debris... that isn’t debris,” Judy added, and overhead, a strange insect-like creature with two giant tendrils on its back overlooked Judy’s squad and roared. Smaller bugs assaulted them. “See! What’d I tell you?” Judy said as they dealt with the bugs, both the small explosive ones and the larger ones with the back tendrils.

   “What are these things?” Liara asked.

   “No idea... though something about them seems familiar I think. Someone in this mountain should know.” Wrex said.

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   Judy had finished manually rebooting the reactor, which to her annoyance worked the same way as a Tower of Hamoi game. “I am a sucker for punishment that is the only reason I can think of for not just slathering the thing in omni-gel.” Judy said to herself as she left the VI core.

   “It looks like your trying to restore this facility. Would you like help?” The hologram of Peak 15’s VI said.

   “That would be nice, and you are?” Judy asked.

   “This system is monitored to respond to the name ‘Mira’. May I ask your name?” Mira asked.

   “Commander Judy Hopps, Special Tactics, and Reconnaissance,” Judy said.

   “One moment, please. Council authority confirmed. You are entitled to Secure Access of all systems. Please note that queries relating to corporate secrets require Privileged Access. Privileged Access is only available to Binary Helix executives. This system is ready to process queries. You may access me at any holographic interface within Peak 15.” Mira said.

   “Okay... where is Matriarch Benezia? I need to speak to her.” Judy said.

   “Lady Benezia departed on the passenger tramway to the Rift Station subsidiary labs. User alert! The tramway system is currently inoperable.” Mira said.

   “And how would I get the tramway back online?” Judy asked.

   “One moment, please. Diagnostics in progress. Critical Failure: Main reactor shut down in accordance with emergency containment procedures. Manuel restart required. Critical Failure: Landline connections are disabled. Passenger tram systems are offline. Report complete. Do you have an additional systems status query?” Mira said.

   “Just tell me where I can fix them,” Judy said.

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   Eventually, Judy and her squad repaired the systems needed to go deeper into Peak 15 and encountered a barricade. “Hold your fire, there clearly not the creatures!” A horse, the clear leader said to his men. “Sorry about that, we weren’t sure what was on the tram.” He said.

   “Can these things work a tram?” Judy asked.

   “To be honest, I wouldn’t be surprised. We’ve been cooped up with these bugs for so long, that most of us are basically functioning on stims. Now... your mammal, that’s reason enough to give you the benefit of the doubt. But I’d like to know who you are, and why you’re here.” The horse asked, clearly exhausted.

   “Judy Hopps, I’m a Specter,” Judy said.

   “Well... you could just be a shrew, and I’d still be glad to see you. Anyway, the aliens overran the Hot Labs, and the only survivor was Han Olar. But whatever is going on in there rattled him something bad. Then the little monsters ate at my command post.” The horse said.

   “You can count on my help,” Judy said.

   “Good... now the board sent an asari to look into our mess. She went into the Hot Labs yesterday, and we haven’t heard from her since.” The horse said.

   “Nobody else needs to die,” Judy said determinately.

   “Well, all I can really do is keep the civvies safe anyway-” Then there was the distinct chattering of the insects. “Oh no... WE GOT ANOTHER WAVE!”

XXXX

   Judy and her squad found Han Olar, a volus and the only survivor of the incident from the Hot Labs. “You... you want to learn more about them, don’t you?” Han said ominously.

   “Why am I hoping that you’re talking about the creatures?” Judy asked.

   “Well, for one thing, there a rather popular topic of conversation... for another. They are not mere ‘creatures’.” Han said ominously.

   “What can you tell me about the aliens?” Judy asked.

   “So you wish to know, of the lost children of Suen... of the rachni?” Han said.

   “What? No... That can’t be what’s out there. My people destroyed them all!” Wrex said in disbelief.

   “Agreed, how are these rachni?” Judy asked.

   “We found something, an egg on a derelict ship. Waiting since the last battle of the war too-”

   “Will you shut up Han?! You want to get us all killed?” A scientist said.

   “I have no more control over who lives and who dies then you do,” Han said.

   “Will you at least be the quiet kind of crazy?!” Another scientist said.

   “Crazy... that’s the problem... I’m not crazy. I’m as sane as the next volus.” Han said.

   “Could Beneziah be alive in there?” Judy asked.

   “Perhaps, the specimens showed a weakness to biotics,” Han said.

   “How did you escape there anyway?” Judy asked.

   “I killed her,” Han said somberly.

   “Excuse me?” Judy asked.

   “Dr. Zhonmua... we were on our way to lunch. When the alarms went off, I ran to the tram. Leaving her behind, I closed the door as the rachni slaughtered... she did not die gently. I killed her.” Han said somberly.

   “Please, tell me what you know. Make your survival, and the death of your friend mean something.” Judy said.

   “I do not want absolution... there is none that can be found,” Han said somberly.

   “Yikes... I’ll be on my way.” Judy said as she left the volus alone to his regrets

XXXX

   Judy and her squad arrived in the hot labs and found a lynx. Sitting on a chair and nursing a wound. “Are you... are you here to handle the situation?” The lynx asked.

   “That all depends, does your definition of ‘handle’ involve shooting every alien bug monster inside? Because that’s the only solution I’m seeing right now.” Judy said.

   “Yes... this whole mess was our fault.” The lynx said.

   “Speaking of faults, the entire reason I’m even on this rock is to find Matriarch Beneziah. Is she down here?” Judy asked.

   “You mean an asari... no, I do not remember seeing one. This is not important, you must be listening, Binary Helix found an egg-”

   “And it turned out to be rachni, I heard as much from Han Olar.” Judy interrupted.

   “Well... yes, Binary Helix sought to create an army. But when the egg was brought here, we learned it was Queen egg. After she laid eggs, they moved her to Rift Station, believing that without her. They can make baby rachni into obedient soldiers.” The lynx explained.

   “Obviously, that backfired horribly.” Judy surmised.

   “Indeed, this was the wrong thing to do. I am thinking that without Queen, rachni do not develop properly. Her mind shapes there’s, and without Queen, they are wild.” The lynx said.

   “Look, as fascinating as this is. We don’t have the time.” Judy said.

   “I imagine... listen. It is a sad thing, but these rachni are beyond saving. I am thinking that you activate neutron purge to euthanize rachni.” The lynx explained.

   “And how do we use that?” Judy asked.

   “Arming controls are nearby. All you need do is insert key. Then I will give Mira destruct-, UH!” The lynx was impaled by a rachni’s tendril, killing him.

   “Blast! Kill it!” Judy said as she and her squad gunned down the rachni soldier. “Oh please let the codes be on him,” Judy said after the soldier was gunned down, as luck would have it. The codes were on the lynx’s body, Judy then quickly found a holo-terminal.

   “Connecting. I have full access to the facility, and am at your disposal.” Mira said.

   “I need the neutron purge yesterday!” Judy said.

   “I’m sorry, but I can’t do that without proper code authorization,” Mira said.

   “Code input: 875-020-079. Code Omega local execution.” Judy said.

   “Verified. Code Omega execution in 120 seconds.” Mira said, then the rachni started to make noise.

   “We got two minutes to get out of here alive people. Break for no one!” Judy said as she and the squad bolted for the elevator out of the hot labs. As the rachni shrieked, perhaps knowing what was about to happen to them.

XXXX

   “You do not know the privilege of being a mother. There is power in creation. To shape a life. Turn it toward happiness or despair. Her children were to be ours. Raised to hunt and slay Saren’s enemies. I won’t be moved by sympathy. No matter who you bring into this confrontation.” Matriarch Benezia said coldly, as she stood beside the rachni Queen’s containment tube.

   “Liara volunteered for this. Now, we can do this the easy way. Or the hard way, your choice.” Judy said.

   “Indeed? What have you told her about me, Liara?” Benezia asked.

   “You're running around the galaxy with an insane turian! What COULD I say?” Liara said, clearly anxious by the entire situation.

   “Have you ever faced an asari commando unit before? Few mammals have.” Benezia said arrogantly.

   “No, have THEY ever faced an N7 before?” Judy said fearlessly.

   “Your insolence is a poor mask for your fear,” Benezia said as she cast some manner of biotic field, and asari commandos rushed in, in turn, geth rushed in as well. Eventually, Judy and her squad did outgun Benezia’s forces, with Benezia herself weakened from the fight. “This is not over. Saren is unstoppable. My mind is filled with his light. Everything is clear.” Benezia rambled.

   “I am so hoping that you don’t normally talk like this. I can only stand so much cryptic nonsense.” Judy said.

   “I will not betray him. You will- You. Commander Hopps, there isn’t much time. Saren’s hold is strong, but I can fight it... briefly. The indoctrination is simply too strong to be truly free from!” Benezia said unexpectedly.

   “Okay... why should I even listen to you?” Judy asked, confused by the Matriarch.

   “It transcends horror to be trapped in your own mind. To scream at the atrocities your hands commit, and your mouth does not permit you to scream. I was powerless... just another of Saren’s puppets. I was sent here to find the location of the Mu Relay, for it is lost thousands of years ago.” Benezia explained.

   “And do you actually have it, the Mu gates coordinates?” Judy asked.

   “Yes, take this OSD. I’ve already sent a copy to Saren before you- AH! His teeth are at my ear. Fingers on my spine. You should- uh, you should.” Benezia said disoriented.

   “Mother fight it! You're stronger than him!” Liara pleaded.

   “I love you Liara, you have always made me proud. Never forget that!... DIE!” Beneziah said. It wasn’t too long before Judy and the squad finally killed Beneziah, and some of her reinforcements. “I... I cannot go on. It falls to you, to stop Saren, Hopps.” Beneziah said in a brief spell of lucidity.

   “Are you going to go back and forth between cryptic rambling, and pleading for help until your dead. Because this is getting older than Wrex.” Judy said in annoyance.

   “Believe me... that makes both of us,” Beneaziah said as she fell back.

   “Mommy... please don’t go.” Liara pleaded.

   “Goodbye, my Little Wing... Commander... Judy... please, take care of her for me. No light? They always said there would be- ah...” Beneziah said as she breathed her last.

   Judy then approached the tank that the rachni was kept in. “Now... how to deal with the elephant in the room?” Judy mulled as she looked at the Queen. Unaware that, right behind her, one of the dead asari commandoes had stood up, and was shuffling towards her. When Judy did notice, she pulled a pistol on the animated corpse, and the Queen shrieked.

   “This one... shall serve as our voice. We cannot sing... not in these cold, deep places. Your music’s, are without color.” The corpse said, her voice had a strange echo to it.

   “Okay... the first zombie I’ve ever talked to. Who are you, and what are you doing?” Judy asked.

   “We... are the mother. The one who sings the dirge of the Singing Planet. The children, that were thought silenced. We are rachni.” The corpse said as Judy walked to look the Queen straight in her eyes.

   “And how are you playing necromancer with the asari?” Judy asked.

   “Rachni, speak through the touching of thought. We pluck the strings, the other understands. She is weak to our urging’s. There are colors here... that we do not have names for. She is at Music’s End... it is a bittersweet lullaby. It is... beautiful music. You are not in harmony with those who sought to enthrall us. You do not carry the Sour Yellow Note in your minds, which drove my mother’s to wrath and slaughter. What will you sing, I wonder? Will you release us, or will you... fate us to fade away once more.” The Queen said at length.

   “Hopps, there are acid tanks above her! Millions of my ancestors died to put these bugs in the ground!” Wrex said.

   “It was a mistake for your people to kill hers. Besides, she herself has done nothing wrong!” Liara argued.

   “Your companions... they speak the truth. The choice... falls to you. Free us, or kill us...” The Queen said somberly.

   “If you’re willing to open a dialogue, then you must not be as hostile as the Council believes. Now, are you a survivor of the Rachni War? Some sort of clone?” Judy asked.

   “We... are not certain. We were only an egg, hearing our Mother cry in our dreams. As one speaker, after another was silenced by the Sour Yellow Note, their songs drowned out by its tone, forcing all others to resonate in its chorus. Then we awoke, in this silent place” The Queen said.

   “Now, this is really important. If I do let you live. Will you threaten other races?” Judy asked.

   “No... we... I do not know what happened during the war! We know only of the Discordance, the Song of Oily Shadows that consumed both mind and flesh of rachni! We only seek peace, to teach our children harmony... perhaps if the children understand, we may find a relief from the Long Exile.” The Queen explained.

   “Oh... well this is a little awkward. I MIGHT have most definitely set off a radioactive purge on them.” Judy said sheepishly.

   “It would not have mattered. They were lost to silence. Our minds do not work as yours. Without a mother, the children cannot learn to sing in harmony. You should not sing of them in grey and violet. Their stillness was OUR, responsibility, however. Not yours.” The Queen said.

   “Uhg... there’s been enough blood spilled on this world. And it shouldn’t fall to a lone bunny to decide the fate of an entire species like this.” Judy said as she pressed the controls that allowed the Queen to leave.

XXXX

   “So all of that and all we got were some Mass Relay quardinates?” Joker said as Judy and her squadmates sat in the coms room.

   “And Carrots was in a position to commit genocide. I think we’re just kind of glossing over the fact that you found rachni of all things in there.” Nick said.

   “And let them go...” Wrex said with contempt.

   “Wrex, your over ten times my size. You do realize you could have stopped me right?” Judy said.

   “Yes... right as we took off from Novharia.” Wrex said in embarrassment.

   “What about the Mu relay itself? That our next move?” Ashley asked.

   “No, not unless we can figure out a specific world that Saren is interested in,” Judy said.

   “The Commander is right. We need to learn more about Saren before we look into anything on our own.” Liara said.

   “And who died and made you-”

   “Williams! She saw her mother die less than a day ago!” Judy snapped.

   “Commander... I’m sorry for-”

   “You haven’t done anything wrong Liara! Just... we’re all on edge. Get some rest, dismissed.” Judy said.

   “And the report to the Council?” Joker asked as the rest of the crew left.

   “What about the report?” Judy said.

   “Speaking of which, there’s a message from the Council. Apparently, there’s an STG team on Virmire. They think it might be related to Saren.” Joker said.

   “Then what are you waiting for? A heart-shaped box of chocolates and a bouquet? Set course for Virmire.” Judy said.

   “Right, just get your little cotton tail up to the galaxy map,” Joker said.

   “You know if you didn’t have brittle bones. I’d kick your butt for that remark about my tail.” Judy said as she left the communications room.

Mammal Effect: Novehareia: Part II
Judy and friends go further in Peak 15 and find not only a research facility under siege but an ancient threat long thought dead and gone.
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   Ban-Laoch quickly made her way to shores of Orc-Heimr, the ancestral homeland of the Orcs. Up until a few centuries ago when there race was driven out by the otherwise peaceful Amphibs, scattering the Orcish race to the four corners of the world.

   However... her mode of transportation could have been a bit more ideal. “TRACEY! MOMMY’S A LITTLE TOO CLOSE TO THE CANOPY!” Ban-Laoch shouted to Tracy in terror, as she had used the infant Dragon to take her to Orc-Heimr.

   “I can’t! Your too heavy mommy!” Tracy said as the two descended into the canopy.

   “TRACY WATCH OUT FOR THAT-” but it was too late, “...tree...” Ban-Laoch said as she and Tracy had firmly embedded themselves into one of the tall trees. Then a strange frog-like creature approached them.

   “Hi-ho! You folks seem to be stuck.” The creature said.

   “Yes... and in quite a lot of pain,” Ban-Laoch muttered.

   “Well, you need help?” The creature asked.

   “Yes... that would be nice,” Tracy muttered.

   “Ah, well let me help you then!” The creature said as he took up his staff, and used it as a crowbar to get Ban-Laoch and Tracy out of the tree. “There you go.”

   “Tracy sweaty... are you alright?” Ban-Laoch said as she looked over Tracy, who looked to be heavily bruised.

   “I got booboos, mommy!” Tracy said, looking as if Tracy were trying, and failing to hide his tearing eyes.

   “It’s okay sweety, mommies got you,” Ban-Laoch said as she hugged Tracy. “Shh... shh... just let it out.” She said as Tracy cried.

   “So, what brings you outlanders around these here parts?” The creature asked.

   “Well, we... wait... you’re an Amphib!” Ban-Laoch said in surprise at the spindly frog-like creature.

   “Yep, grew up in a swamp nearby.” The Amphib said.

   “...why even help us? I thought your kind ate outsiders.” Ban-Laoch asked.

   “Well, you were in trouble and needed help. Why not help you?” The Amphib said.

   “Uh huh... so. To my reason for being in Orc-Heimr. The Dark Elves have returned to our Realm, and I need to see if there’s anything in the other lands that the Dark Elves would be interested in. I would have started sooner... but it took longer than I thought to potty-train this little fire-spitter.” Ban-Laoch said.

   “Dark Elves?... I think I saw some strange Elves down at the Temple in the swamp. Not sure what’s there, or why creepy Outlanders would want it.” The Amphib explained.

   “Well... do you at least know where this temple is specifically?” Ban-Laoch asked.

   “Why it’s down in the swamp, trust me. You’ll find it quickly.” The Amphib said.

   “Okay... that’s good, come on Tracy.” Ban-Laoch said as she carried the infant Dragon as she leaped down to the jungle floor.

   “By the way! My relatives are hunting down there, only reason I didn’t kill you was because I had already eaten. But they're starving, and aren’t above picking a fight for their next meal!” The Amphib said as Ban-Laoch fell down from the canopy to the jungle floor.

   “Well, that would have been nice to know,” Ban-Laoch said as she did a three-point landing on the jungle floor.

   “Mommy... should I fly-”

   “No Tracy, you already hurt yourself today, now just hold on,” Ban-Laoch said as she took a number of leaves, and made a makeshift carrier for Tracy. “I probably should have gotten one when we left Tuatha Meadu in the first place.” She said as she placed Tracy in the carrier.

   The two made their way through the jungle, contending with Amphib tribesmen, as well as enormous panther like reptiles, and giant mosquitoes. Eventually, Ban-Laoch arrived at a swamp... and the situation worsened as giant frogs and carnivores plants, both mobile and stationary joined in her troubles. But eventually, they arrived at the temple entrance. A massive stepped pyramid, clearly ancient, decorated with broken statues of Orcs.

   “What happened to the Orcs mommy? Why don’t they live here anymore?” Tracy asked.

   “The Amphid’s happened, almost overnight they rose up against the Orcs and drove them all off. According to Orc accounts, for every Amphid that was killed, about a thousand more were ready to avenge there fallen kin. The Orcs actively avoided Amphid territories further inland, and only had limited trade contacts and... Thal'karax?! What are you doing here?! How did you get here?!” Ban-Laoch said.

   “I have come, on behalf of my people. For we have heard word, that inside of this temple. One of the Amphid’s elusive leaders... an Ubertoad.” Thal’karax said as he stepped out of the shadows he was hiding in.

   “That doesn’t answer my question.” Ban-Laoch said.

   “I was tasked by my clan to mark a way into this temple. So that in time. We might finally reclaim our ancestral homeland from the Amphid’s... I for one hope, that in time. Both of our races might rise from the ashes of our mutual turmoil, and build something greater than either of our races achieved alone.” Thal’karax said.

   “So the Clan-Lord is actually going to make the attempt? How long has it been exactly? Eight-hundred years?” Ban-Laoch asked.

   “Give or take, what brings you to Orc-Heimr?” Thal’karax asked.

   “Well to make a long story short. The Dark Elves have returned, Adraigh is in no shape for flying, Bledis’s equipment has been taken, and I’m now apparently the mother to possibly the last Dragon outside of the Shadow Realm.” Ban-Laoch explained.

   “I was about to ask about the little one... quite the heavy sleeper, isn’t he?” Thal’karax said.

   “Yeah, the Four gave him to me as an egg... and I’ve spent most of the time since then to get this little spit-fire from peeing wherever he wills it. You don’t even want to know how horrible his... ‘Accidents’ can smell.” Ban-Laoch said.

   “And why do you seek this temple? I highly doubt it is for the same reasons as mine.” Thal’karax said.

   “That depends, do they actually include Dark Elves somehow being inside? Because there why I’m here.” Ban-Laoch said.

   “I did not know this... but perhaps we can work together. These old Orcish ruins require two people in order to access them. And, my warrior escort is running late... they should have been here hours ago.” Thal’karax said.

   “Agreed, just leave any monsters inside to me; you handle anything that requires an expert on Orcish lore to use,” Ban-Laoch said, the Elf and Orc then made their way inside. And as Ban-Laoch had come to expect from her last adventure, the place was a labyrinth filled with booby traps, and Amphib guards, larger ones then what Ban-Laoch had been contending with, in the jungle, and covered in armor and armed with large bladed spears.

   “So far... no Dark Elves. They are either keeping to the shadows, there are none here, or they have already found what they are looking for.” Thal’karax noted as they arrived at a massive door.

   “Perhaps... but still, we need to get to wherever this Ubertoad is, and see what we can do,” Ban-Laoch said as she and Thal’karax opened the door with a pair of levers. Eventually, after going through a number of other mazes and such doors, they arrived at the Ubertoads throne room... and was in the midst of torturing Dark Elves.

   “Well, there are your Dark Elves, Miss Ash-Lion,” Thal’karax said nonchalantly, as the Dark Elves were writhing in pain as the Ubertoad tortured them with magic bonds. This turned them into ghosts, and they flew into the Ubertoad’s massive mouth.

   “WHO DARES TO STAND BEFORE ME?” The Ubertoad said, his voice deep, and gurgling. Then the yellow Amphib that Pad’maa met earlier appeared.

   “Hi-Ho Lord Gastros! The outlanders have been brought before you! An Elf, and an Orc.” The small spindly frog creature.

   “HMMM... AND THE ELF, IS A DJINN DAUGHTER. A MAGNIFICENT FIND YELLOW-47, WHEN I WAS GIVEN THIS TEMPLE. I BELIEVED THAT I WAS BEING SLIGHTED BY MY BROTHERS. BUT WHEN I DEVORE THE SOUL OF A DJINN DAUGHTER, I WILL BECOME MORE POWERFUL THEN THE REST OF THE UBERTOADS ALTOGETHER!” Gastros bellowed.

   “Why does everyone want to eat my soul!?” Ban-Laoch shouted.

   “I do not know for certain, I do not have the same knowledge of magic that Tall-Ainne has,” Thal’karax said.

   “NOW STAND STILL ELF!” Gastros said as she casted magic on Ban-Laoch, but Thal’karax leaped in the way. “IMPUDENT ORC, YOU MAY BE STRONG IN THE WAYS OF MAGIC. BUT YOU ARE NOT MY EQUAL. I WILL HAVE THE DJINN DAUGHTERS SOUL!” Gastros bellowed in rage.

   “Perhaps... but you will not have her! Now Ban-Laoch! Take up arms against this hideous amphibian!” Thal’karax said as he held Gastros’s magic in check, levitating in the air.

   The battle was intense, as not only did Ban-Laoch have to contend with Amphib warriors, but Gastros, as he had an immense mace in his hands that could easily turn Ban-Laoch into a paste on the floor. Though thanks to her armor, this was not the case the few times she was hit by it. As well as his immense magic powers that weren’t caught up with Thal’karax.

   Eventually, she got the upper-hand and felled Gastros. “Hurray!... I smell like sewage!” Ban-Laoch said deliriously. Then, a number of Orcs entered.

   “Ah, how good of you to arrive... AFTER this young Elf not only killed the Ubertoad but also killed every Amphib from the entrance to here.” Thal’karax said.

   “We would have been here sooner... but we got held up by Deathraptors. At least a dozen or so-”

   “Spare me your excuses, now, because the young Djinn Daughter actually did things. She gets the Ubertoads weapon.” Thal’karax said.

   “What?... that thing is huge I can’t-” The mace then changed size to fit into Ban-Laoch’s hand. “Nevermind.” She said, Ban-Laoch just held up the mace in triumph. “Now, let’s see what else is in this temple. Might even make the trip worthwhile, especially since I still don’t know what the Dark Elves were up to.” Ban-Laoch said to herself as she went further into the temple... and found the Amphib, Yellow-47.

   “M-Miss... I am so sorry for what happened.” Yellow-47 said, looking despondent. “The Ubertoads... they control my people with their powerful magic. Drove us to banish the Orcs... stripped us of our names... everything that we were in ancient times.”

   “Do you know why the Dark Elves came here in the first place?” Ban-Laoch said.

   “They... they were the ones that created the Ubertoads. Taught them the magic’s they’ve used to dominate our race. T-They wanted to take it from Gastros, why... I can’t imagine. But they were no match for him... and he ate their souls.” Yellow-47 said.

   “And what about your people?” Ban-Laoch asked.

   “...the Ubertoads will know that one of their own has fallen. I should be... completely feral without his magic. But... but here I am. Sane.” Yellow-47 said, his eyes twitching sporadically.

   “Yeah... but what about you?” Ban-Laoch asked.

   “I... I don’t know what I’ll do.” Yellow-47 said Ban-Laoch looked sympathetically at the Amphib.

   “Look... my sister back in Tuatha Meadu is a doctor. She can help you... wait... what’s that.” Ban-Laoch said, noticing a very familiar looking planet behind Yellow-47. Specifically, the plaid lemon-shaped fruit growing on it. “Well I’ll be, it’s another of those terrible fruits,” Ban-Laoch said as she took the fruit, and waved it in front of Tracy’s face... who had somehow slept through the chaos of the last few minutes.

   He sniffed and took the entire fruit into his mouth. “He... he likes that thing?” Yellow-47 asked.

   “Little fella’s a Dragon, I’m not going to pretend to understand how he can stand those foul-smelling fruits,” Ban-Laoch said, Tracy then burst out of his carrier, as the fruit made him the size of a lion. “And now you're big enough for me to ride!”

   “Ride?...” Tracy said uncertainly.

   “Hey, relax kiddo... your big enough to actually carry me,” Ban-Laoch said reassuringly.

   Several hours later, Ban-Laoch, Tracy, and Yellow-47 arrived in Tuatha Meadu... and crashed through the roof of Iarann’s office. “And I was just getting attached to this place,” Iarann said nonchalantly as her sister, her Dragon and an Amphib lay on the floor disoriented and dizzy.

   “Sis... I got three patients for ya!” Ban-Laoch said as she wearily stood up, holding her head. “Me, Tracy, and an Amphib that’s in need of therapy!” She said.

   “Really? And I take it you got Tracy another of those fruits?” Iarann said as she donned a pair of gloves. “Now Tracey, before I do anything. I need to ask your consent to examine you.” Iarann said seriously.

   “Uh... okay,” Tracy said innocently. Tracy quickly regretted this decision.

   “Tracy’s a male,” Iarann said Tracy, shook like a leaf in mortal terror.

   “Couldn’t you have told him what you would do before you did that?” Ban-Laoch said furiously at Iarann as she petted Tracy’s head.

   “Well he was too small to do that safely before, and-”

   “And nothing! Tracy is not a pet! And you should be ashamed for treating him so shabbily!” Ban-Laoch said furiously.

   “Well, I’m sorry! But Tracey’s gender has been bugging me since he was born! Don’t tell me it was wasn’t on your mind!” Iarann said in annoyance.

   “W-Why didn’t you ask me if I was a boy or a girl?!” Tracy said.

   “Did... did you know the whole time?” Iarann asked.

   “YES! If I knew that you wanted to know, I would have just told you!” Tracy said as tears filled his eyes.

   “Uh... I have to look in on-”

   “Apologize. Now.” Ban-Laoch said irately, glaring daggers at her robotic step-sister.

   “I... I am sorry Tracy for what I did. I will not make excuses as to why. If it’ll make it up, you can have some of my candy. I just got in a new shipment from Tuatha Milis.” Iarann said apologetically. Tracy wasted no time in eating the candy, voraciously devouring them. “I suppose I deserve this... now I’m going to start with the Amphib’s therapy.” Iarann said as she hastily ran into the back room.

   “And you’re not getting my money to fix the place again!” Ban-Laoch yelled as she petted Tracy.

   “What’ll... what’ll we do now mommy?” Tracy asked in between bites.

   “I think I have an idea,” Ban-Laoch said, over the next few days. She had called together the Elders of Elvenheims various Tuatha’s, to discuss the issue of the Dark Elf threat. Many didn’t believe her claims of what had happened. But Adraigh still weakened from the initial encounter served as a witness on the matter, and the myriad Champions, including Ban-Loach's personal friend V’taal vouching for her character as a fellow Champion. And after much debate, the Elders agreed to finally unite. With Tuatha Meadu as the capital, this is the good news.

   The bad news is that the Elder blindsided Ban-Laoch, and had her declared as Queen of the Coalition. But Ban-Laoch quickly gained revenge by having them depowered, only being allowed to govern their respective Tuatha’s, while the Champions held the true power.

   With all of this political falderal quickly dealt with. The first task of the Council of Champions was to dig up more dirt on the Dark Elves activities across the world. In the meantime, Ban-Laoch and Tracy would practice more on flying, and with the weapons, she had obtained from the Dark Elf warrior, and Gastros.

   Then one day, a messenger arrived at Ban-Laoch’s home. “My liege, there are reports of Dark Elves about Dwarvenheim. Prince Gathadar asked for you by name.” The messenger said.

   “Well Tracy, off to Dwarvenheim! Let’s see what Gathadar wants.” Ban-Laoch said.
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   “VE’VE BEEN VALKING FOR VEEKS!” Dussel shouted as the convoy made their way through the ruins Pax Svenisdae.

   “We’ve only been here for an hour, maybe fifty, forty-five minutes,” Monty said, annoyed with the yelling Chinstrap.

   “Oh... right... WE have been walking... for a little under an hour.” Dussel said, as he looked over his magic scroll that allowed him to see, that it has been a little over a month since the last part was published on the internet proper. “So, which way Waldo?” Dussel asked of the fur coat clothed King Penguin.

   “It’s a bit of a labyrinth to get through all the ruins. But I remember my way, just keep close and stop for nothing... this here’s bat country.” Waldo said.

   “Fvear und Loathsing in Las Wages.” Dussel said to himself as he ate a sardine. “Dhe shpelling vorks in German, trust me on zhis.” He explained to you... yes... YOU, the reader.

   Unbeknownst to the convoy, however, bats in Ilta’s service had already spotted the convoy. Specifically, these bats were servants of Ilta’s from the War of Darkness. As like the citizens of Pax Svenisdae, they had been frozen during the climactic battle when both he and Adour were cast into a deep sleep.

   “Sire... we have the Penguins from Penglet in our sites.” The lead bat said into an ornate and thorny looking communications device

   “What?! They shouldn’t be here so soon! They must have found a Gateway! I need a delay!” Ilta said in disbelief.

   “Understood, a number of our brothers have taken up positions across the city. I will direct them to reinforce the routes that can directly take them to Adour’s Tomb.” The bat said. “And I must say sire... it is good for you to be back.”

   “It’s great to be back, Prince Nocturn,” Ilta said, the bats then went about preparing there ambush

   Eventually, the convoy arrived at a large ruin that completely blocked the straight path towards the Tomb of Adour. “So... how do we get past this?” Ani, the animatronic Penguin girl asked.

   “We don’t, this hunka rock is too big to move. Even Agatha can’t break that.” Waldo said as his rhino Agatha snorted indignantly. “Even you have limits old girl; you just have to accept that!” Waldo said as Agatha nudged him.

   “Wait... are dark clouds normal around here?” Jessica asked as she noticed a massive cloud in the sky.

   “No... those would be bats. Which is more than a little weird to me... because they normally don’t swarm like that... least not when I was last here.” Waldo said as the cloud of bats descended towards the convoy. “Monty, we need to get you past that rock,” Waldo said as he drew his ax.

   “What?” Monty asked.

   “Those bats are in Ilta’s service! I recognize the emblems on their armor.” Jessica said as the bats landed, and indeed they had symbols on their armor. It was a full moon with the infinity symbol and the number eight on it, surrounded by a pair of black outspread wings.

   “But how are we going to get over the rock?” Monty asked.

   “Leave that to us sweaty!” Monty’s mother said as she and a number of other penguins made a Penguin-ladder across the massive rock, and Penguins at the opposite side of the convoy held up a shield wall against the bats, firing arrows into the bats.

   “Aren’t you coming with us?” Monty asked as he and the rest of his friends got on top of the massive rock.

   “Monty... I’m an oath keeper of my tribe! That means that no matter what, I keep my promises, and punish those who willfully break there’s! And as far as I can see, I can keep my oath to protect you best, by holding off these bats!” Waldo said as he mounted upon Agatha, and drew a crossbow. “MAKE WAY!” Waldo shouted as Agatha reared up, and a number of Penguins parted to allow the massive rhino to charge towards into the bats. Knocking them aside. “FLY LITTLE ONE!” Waldo said as he fired a crossbow bolt at a bat in flight.

   Monty and the rest of his friends wasted no time in making their way to the other side of the rock. “Is... is he going to be okay?” Monty asked in concern.

   “Mein little vone, zhat Pengven is toupher zhen blue ice. He vill be alright.” Dussel said reassuringly to Monty. They then found themselves surrounded by the frozen forms of the cities, former residents.

   “It’s okay Monty... we got you,” Jessica said as she took up Monty in her flippers, as she, Arthur, Dussel, and Ani made their way through the abandoned street. Eventually, they arrived at the entrance to Adour’s tomb proper.

   “Well, we’re here now. Dussel, you have any idea on what needs to be done to awaken Adour?” Arthur asked.

   “Vell according to mein scroll, all zhat need be done. Iz for Monty to place zhe Eye of zhe Phoenix King, on ein pedestal at zhe exact shenter, if anyvone else vere to make zhe attempt. It vouldn’t vork, only zhe Phoenix of Dawn can zuccesfully avaken Adour, und bring back zhe sun.” Dussel explained.

   “Tell me something I don’t know,” Jessica said sardonically.

   “There’s a giant bat coming towards us!” Ani said as indeed, a bat at least the size of a woolly rhino slithered out of the ruins.

   “You know... I vould have shaid zhat zhis felt too easy. But I didn’t vant to risk jinxing us. But vell... c’est la vie. Arthur, stay by mein side. Jessica, you and Ani get Monty inside.” Dussel said as he drew a pair of swords.

   “But-”

   “Kid, I assure you, ve vill be fine! Now get inside!” Dussel said as the giant bat circled them, and Jessica, Ani, and Monty hastily got inside.

   “Monty... are you alright?” Ani asked.

   “My friends and family are in danger... and that’s just what’s been happening today! How should I feel?” Monty asked.

   “Well... I’m scarred too.  We’re all scarred... but the only other option here. Is to let fear, and by extension Ilta to rule over us.” Ani said as she held Monty’s flippers. “I’d hug you but... well you remember that right?” Ani said.

   “Yeah... yeah, I remember that. Let’s... let’s just get this over with.” Monty said as he and the two females made their way down into the tomb of Adour, though the winding steps as the three of them made their way towards the chamber where Monty needed to be.

   They arrived... and found Ilta, sitting atop a makeshift throne, that was constructed over the very pedestal that Monty needed to put the Eye of the Phoenix King into. “Montgomery Invictus Piitha of Penglet... it is an honor to have the Phoenix of Dawn in my court, pardon the mess. I was expecting guests, just not so soon. But look at me ramble! Too what do I owe the pleasure of your presence little one?” Ilta said, sitting upon his throne.

   “Don’t play coy... you already know why I’m here!” Monty said.

   “Indeed... and I’m afraid I can’t allow my brother to awaken. So I’m afraid that-” Ilta was cut off as Jessica lunged at him.

   “MONTY! PUT THE EYE ON THE PEDESTAL!” Jessica said as she drove a sword into Ilta’s neck.

   “GUARDS! STOP HIM!” Ilta shouted as his bat guards took flight, as he wrestled with Jessica.

   The bats flew down at him. “Monty! Make for the pedestal! I’ll handle the bats!” Ani said.

   “What? How?” Monty asked as he hid behind Ani.

   “Like this.” Ani then flashed a number of bright lights on her body, that blinded the bats and they fell to the ground clutching their eyes.

   Monty wasted no time in sprinting for the pedestal, as bats fell around him, and Ilta had gotten the upper hand on his tutor. However... it was too late for Ilta as Monty had slipped the Eye of the Phoenix King into the eye-shaped indent on the pedestal.

   “NO!” Ilta shouted as he held Jessica in his hands. A massive pillar of brilliant light shot out of the tomb. “FLY! FLY YOU FOOLS! WE MAKE FOR THE NORTH!” Ilta shrieked as every bat in Pax Svenisdae flew away, as the statue of Adour cracked and fractured. Ilta was the last to escape as Monty rose, enveloped in fire.

   “ILTA! THE SLEEPER HAS AWAKENED!” Monty bellowed with supernatural power. As finally... Adour arose from his long sleep. Roaring as he outstretched his wings, and the sun finally rose for the first time in one-thousand years.

   Later on, the expedition from Penglet had returned to the main gate. Where Monty and his friends had stood alongside Adour. Adour’s feathers were yellow and golden in color. “Montgomery Invictus Piitha of Penglet... I cannot thank you enough for freeing me, finally ending the Long Night.” Adour said.

   “Thank you, my lord,” Monty said as he knelt to Adour.

   “Please... after the bravery you have shown in the face of my wayward brother. You bow to no-one.” Adour said earnestly.

   “I... what will we do now that your back?” Monty asked as he stood back up.

   “My brother and the bats that had squatted in Pax Svenisdae’s ruins have fled north. To regroup... and attempt to start another War of Darkness.” Adour said.

   “So now I have to-”

   “No!... you do not, need to rally armies against Ilta and his forces. You are still young... and deserve to live your life. Free from the strife that will inevitably come in the days ahead. The reunification of the Penguins falls to me... but as the Phoenix of Dawn. I may call upon you to aid me, but for now... enjoy your youth. Return home to Penglet, and let the Lord of the Sun take care of what must be done.” Adour said reassuringly to Monty.

   “Thank you... after this ordeal, our little Monty needs a break.” Monty’s mother said.

   “Tell me about it, I was worried sick for my special little guy.” Nigel, Monty’s father said.

   “Uh... mein lord, Dussel von Narren. I’m not certain if-”

   “Yes, Dussel... I remember you. And I forgive you for your treachery during the War of Darkness.” Adour said.

   “NEIN! PLEASE MEIN- I’m sorry vhat?” Dussel asked as he fell to his knees.

   “I know how you aided Monty, and the Penguins of Penglet, you even risked your life to buy Monty the chance to awaken me... that has more than earned you redemption in my eyes for your misdeeds during the War of Darkness,” Adour said, Dussel just looked flabbergasted.

   “I... thank you... does zhis mean you vill also-”

   “I’m sorry, but your immortality is not mine to undo,” Adour said.

   “... fair enough.” Dussel said.

   A day or so later, our heroes had returned to Penglet, inside of the Village Hall. Monty, Jessica, Arthur, Waldo, Ani, and Dussel stood before Invictus and the other village Elders. “Monty... your mission went well?” Invictus asked.

   “He did better than well, old friend,” Adour said as he entered the hall behind our heroes. “Your grandson is more than I ever could have hoped for in the Phoenix of Dawn,” Adour said.

   “My lord... it’s been so long!” Invictus said as he waddled towards Adour, and the too beings hugged.

   “Now, will someone please explain to me what THIS, is about?!” Monty asked.

   “Ah, vell back during zhe Var of Darkness. Inwitus vas Adours champion, und it vas his job to keep zhe Eye of zhe Phoenix King safe... but in zhe chaos. The magic from Adour and Ilta’s final battle vas sho chaotic. It shent him forward in time, but left zhe Eye behind.” Dussel said as he looked through his fourth wall break scroll. “And you shir, are ein vool to believe I am only limited by mein shcroll. Zhat’s right! I know your zhere narrator person!” ... I am now officially terrified. “Just don’t provoke me, und ve’ll be alright.”

   “And your history with the insane Chinstrap talking to himself?” Monty asked.

   “Him... HIM-”

   “Invictus! Calm yourself, at your age anger, can kill you.” Adour said as Invictus got angry. “I’m sorry... let’s just say that Dussel was a bit too much of a wild card for his own good. And as a consequence, got a number of important Penguins in the Empire killed... and was cursed by a panda bear to be immortal.” Adour explained.

   “Zhat bamboo munching ursine vas ein shore loser! It’sh not mein fault I’m the better Shcrabble player!” Dussel said.

   “Yes... and apparently he’s been wandering around Ice-Rear ever since,” Adour said.

   “Vell vhat vas I supposed to do? I’m no Phoenix of Dawn, und I don’t know zhe first zhing about ANYZHING zhat vould have directly helped anybody? Zpeaking of which-”

   “For the last time Dussel! I’m not even sure that whole affair was worth the Valkyrie’s Gate! That saber-tooth almost killed me!” Waldo said.

   And so did Monty of Penglet, and his friends bring back the sun to the world, and drove Ilta and the greatest of his minions to the northern lands, beyond Ice-Rears shores.

   “VAIT!”

   Oh no... not you again!

   “I just realized zomething! In mein copy of der script, zhere ver mentions of Ice Demons of shome variety, and trolls! Und dragons made of ice!”

   Ah... well it seems that Monty and his friends just might have their collective flippers full with threats such as those on Ice-Rear-

   “Und another zhing! Zhe name of our homeland!... IT’S EIN BUTT JOKE! ICE! REAR! EIN COLD BUTT! EIN ICEY BUTT!”

   And does this look like the face of a man who cares about that?

   “Nein! But zhat is only because I can’t see your face! VHAT ARE YOU!?”

   Someone who’s going to wrap this up before things get too out of hand. Now, Adour will be going around Ice-Rear to unite the Penguins, and to form a united front from which to track down his wayward brother and undo the damage that the thousand year long winter had caused.

   “ARE YOU ZHE PHOENIX KING?!”

   And restore the Empire of the Penguins to their former glory.

   “ARE YOU MEIN MOMMY!?”

   In the meantime, I believe that Monty and his friends have more than earned a break from this sort of adventure. Learn more about each other and there interests before anything really big happens.

   “Vell zhat’s all vell und good, but I HAVE ZO MANY QVUESTIONS!”

   And to you all, I bid adieu... except to you, Mr. von Narren. I bid that the door hits you on the way out.

   “Zhis iz very rude!”

   (Iris out)

   

   “Now... I’ll bet you’re all wondering why I have summoned you.” Anna Blackpaw said to Nick, Judy, Davies, and Pandora as all four mammals sat in a drawing room at Blackpaw Manor.

   “Oh I actually know why, but please Miss Blackpaw, do go on.” Clancy, the AI integrated with Pandora’s time traveling watch said.

   “As you know, the Fourth of July is upon us! The day when this county celebrates its freedom from the British... despite the dates not really matching up with the actual dates, but I’m already digressing. Josephus! Bring the pop-up book!” Anna said.

   “The ‘Secret Histories’ one or-”

   “Yes, the one that details the true story of the American Revolution!” Anna said Josephus, entered the drawing room with the book in question. “Now, I have told Davies a great many details about the Vampiric world... and young Pandora learned of my Vampirism without me telling her,” Anna said as she took the book from Josephus.

   “And the pop-up book factors into this how?” Pandora asked.

   “Well, the Tribunal of Night. The secretive rules of Vampire kind, publish the true histories of events that have been kept secret from mortal kind. These books are bound by powerful magic’s so that only Vampires can open them... but not so that mortals can’t see their contents, however.” Anna said.

   “Are you seriously telling us that Vampires invented pop up books?” Judy said.

   “Yes... thankfully the worst that happened, was that ONLY the secret to make them fell into the hands of mortals,” Anna said.

   “Did you have a hand in that?” Nick asked.

   “No... It was actually my Sire, Sir Scath that allowed the craft to fall into mortal hands during the 1240’s.” Anna said.

   “Where the heck is he anyway?” Pandora asked.

   “We will meet him soon enough Pandora... well for me at least,” Clancy said.

   “Now, as the official history goes. George the Third of England, facing financial ruin after the Seven Years War, taxed the colonies to the point where they rose up in open rebellion, rather than suffer under the boot of a distant Monarch, who was just beginning his somewhat infamous slide into insanity... here’s how WE were involved with the whole affair.” Anna said as she opened the book. The first page displayed a white and grey colored lion in black and red robes, standing before a lion with mad eyes. “After the end of the Seven Years War, the Tribunal sent Caesar Augustus to King George the Third, with an offer. If one-thousand and one mammals which had never laid were given to the Tribunal. They would grant financial aid to the British Empire, King George, in his pride not only denied the request. But insulted the first Roman Emperor by insinuating he was just a delusional lunatic... a bit of the pot calling the kettle black.” Anna explained.

   “Even I thought he was crazy. And I gave up my sanity to try to turn lead into gold... apparently, that can’t be done period.” Josephus commented.

   “King George and British Parliament at the time implemented the Stamp Act of 1765 on the American colonies. Suffice it to say, a majority of mammals in the colonies were not happy with being taxed without a say in the matter.” Anna explained, she turned the page, showing about twenty-one figures in black and red concealing robes, surrounding a mole. “The Tribunal saw the potential for revenge against King George, in the unrest occurring in the colonies. They consulted the Eternal Oracle, the mole in the center of this illustration, regarding the unrest. According to the Oracle’s predictions, if nothing changed, the colonies would remain under British dominion for another century before splitting away peacefully. However, if the flames of rebellion and defiance were fanned, then the colonies would rise in revolt, and cost more for the British then the previous war against the French ever did.” Anna explained.

   “So go to war, or become Canada... such a hard choice to decide on,” Nick said sardonically.

   “Nickolas, the Tribunal was not interested in freedom, liberty, or equality. Their interests in kicking off the Revolutionary War began and ended, with proving the cost of defying an offer of the Tribunal without just cause... and to a lesser extent Augustus REALLY had it out for George after that meeting. But enough about Caesar, back to the story.” Anna explained, she then turned the page. “The Tribunal contacted the Cabal of the Unseen Eye to do just that. We were already a step ahead of him, as our leader. Had already made plans for how to exasperate the growing unrest.” Anna said as she turned the page to a depiction of early 1770’s Boston.

   “Wait... are you saying-”

   “That the Cabal of the Unseen Eye literally fired the first shots of the American Revolution? Yes, in fact, I was the one that literally fired the first shot of the war. I didn’t actually kill anyone, when you’re as tense as they were, a gunshot is all that’s need to go crazy.” Anna said as she pulled a tab, causing the infamous Boston Massacre to occur in the illustration, complete with ghostly sound effects of what had happened.

   “Oh that, no I was going to ask if Assassins Creed III’s plot was in any way based around you.” Nick continued, everyone else just looked unamused, and Josephus performed the ‘screw loose’ gesture while Clancy played appropriate cuckoo clock sounds.

   “...yes... but I was cheated. The people at Moobisoft promised that I would be the star, but instead, they made the protagonist some wolf mutt... in hindsight, I probably should have seen that coming anyway.” Anna said sarcastically.

   “Would have been a much more interesting game,” Clancy commented.

   “Agreed,” Anna said as she turned the page. “Now throughout the war, the Cabal worked alongside the Revolutionaries. Providing assistance in both fighting the British army, and in securing allies.” Anna said, the page illustrating a Vampire wolf fighting in Vampiric form against British troops, and a rabbit that was clearly Anna in the halls of the Bastille.

   “Okay... for some reason I didn’t see any of this during my research,” Pandora commented.

   “That is because, despite you cunning, you did not know where to look. You only wanted to look for what you understood to be true.” Anna explained, she then turned the page. On it was an illustration of a Caesar Augustus standing before King George a second time.  “After the end of the war, Caesar had relayed the will of the Tribunal to George a second time. He warned that unless he provided what the Tribunal had asked for in the first place. The Empire that the British had built would be violently cast down by revolution after revolution across their holdings. All backed by the Tribunal of Night.” Anna explained.

   “Did that include a threat that-”

   “No, nothing that would have prevented the War of 1812 I’m afraid... and no, even two-hundred years later I have no idea why the war was called that in the first place. I mean American-British War makes much more sense as a name. It doesn’t have the same ring but still.” Anna said as she turned to the last page.

   “And what’s that?” Judy asked, noting the pictures of various mammals.

   “This is just a whos-who page listing every Vampire that was directly involved in the American Revolution. And yes, I know I look weird here... I could never look good in pictures like this until the advent of portable cameras.” Anna said as she gestured to a picture of herself, looking like she was in the middle of an uncomfortable sneeze.

   “And why did the Unseen Eye even have plans for a revolution in America, in the first place?” Judy asked.

   “Well, that is actually fairly simple. The First Among Equals saw the potential in the New World. It was the main reason why we relocated to North America in the first place. To create a place... where anyone.”

   “Can... can be anything,” Judy said, finishing Anna’s sentence.

   “Indeed, over the long years since then, it’s been an uphill battle for the Cabal to make that dream become a reality. And in recent years, it’s proven even harder to try to maintain... to make certain that the horrors of our mortal lives never happen again. Like keeping a bloodthirsty wolf that’s burned your home to the ground from happening to anyone else, for example...” Anna said as she closed the book.

   “Well... the more I learn about you Vampires, the weirder things seem to get,” Nick said.

   “I only have one question, when you were showing me slides in my mind of your memories. Why didn’t I see any of this?” Davies asked.

   “Well like I told you, after a century a Vampire’s memories tend to become fuzzy and disoriented from there on out. So I didn’t entirely remember what I had done... most I really remembered was hiding under a tarp for several hours with a musket before setting it off into a crowd, then going to Paris shortly after that.” Anna explained.

   “So... the war happened because-”

   “Yes Judy, it was started at the behest of petty immortals... but that doesn’t change what good has been achieved since then. The bad, however... there’s already someone else who’s dealing with that Hareculean task. But for now, let’s celebrate! The night is young, and the fireworks have yet to begin!” Anna said as she put the book away.

   “Speaking of-”

   “Yes Pandora, we Vampires have to take extra care regarding mosquitoes.” Anna interrupted as they went outside.

   “I was actually going to ask if you had any bug-burgers here, the good kind, no artificial chemicals,” Pandora said.

   “Oh... well of course we do, and I believe we have some bug-dogs as well,” Anna said.

   As the night progressed, all four of the mortal guests were fit to burst. With them sharing the mix of processed bug meat and vegetables freely. While Josephus and Anna mainly had blood.

   “So... what’s your favorite part of the holiday Anna?” Davies asked of Anna as the fireworks started going off, and Anna looked out from an overhead balcony from where the barbeque had happened.

   “Oh... that is not really a simple thing for me. The sense of unity, my personal accomplishments in this regard... but if I only had one thing to pick... it’d be the fireworks.” Anna said as she took a deep breath. “It’s like, feeling the sun on my skin again... brings me back to my distant youth.”

   “Ah... I didn’t really like fireworks when I was a kitt, too loud and too bright back in Bunnyburrow. But my favorite thing about the 4th of July is paws down, the FOOD!” Davies said.

   “I could tell, the four of you took to the food provided like starved scavengers. You didn’t even leave leftovers. Though I am rather surprised that you and Judy took to the bug-food.” Anna said.

   “Well Judy is the adventurous sort, and I always look for excuses to eat... that. And when possible I like to try new foods, not often. But it does happen.” Davies said.

   “Davies... you are a one in a million rabbit,” Anna said, Davies then kissed her, followed by Nick and Judy kissing each other. Then Josephus... was punched in the face by Pandora, when he attempted to kiss her.

   “I don’t date your kind of crazy. Just let me enjoy my parents being together.” Pandora said as Josephus nursed his cheek.

   “You know... something just occurred to me,” Davies said to Anna.

   “And what is that my love?” Anna asked.

   “Well... aren’t you going to be in a lot of trouble for telling us about Vampires like you have been?” Davies asked.

   Anna’s ear’s instantly drooped. “Oh... bugger. That completely slipped my mind.” Anna said.

   “Well... we can figure something out, can we?” Davies asked.

   “A problem... for tomorrow you handsome bunny you,” Anna said as she and Davies resumed kissing.

Zootopia Files: Fourth of July Special
The following fanfiction was created in less than a week, and in turn, was written purely as a farcical piece for fun and enjoyment. And is not meant to be taken too seriously.
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In the 2250’s, a great war broke out. Between the nations of Earth, and a powerful faction of reneged robots, led by the mad scientist named Professor Nemesis, and his Central Processing Artificial Intelligence, Vendetta. The Iron Ones ravaged the Earth for Nemesis’s desires of conquest.

The world seemed to be doomed to Nemesis’s dominion... but then a miracle happened. Another scientist, named Doctor Turk, had been working on a project to create sentient human-like robots, called Androids. Originally, he intended them to help mankind in purely domestic duties. But with the war against Nemesis and Vendetta going south, he hastily reprogrammed the androids for combat.

Led by the first of the Androids Arnold, the A-Legion they had victory after victory over Nemesis’s robot armies. Eventually, bringing about the end of the war, but Nemesis was never found, nor Vendetta. However, this war ultimately led to a Golden Age of technological progress.

   “So, how was your day at work Gabriella?” Professor Turk asked as a young woman trudged through the front door. She wore green under-clothes, a bright short-sleeved green jacket over that, dark grey stockings, black gloves, and a necklace with an amethyst gem. She also had short black hair, blue eyes, dark skin, and blue circuit like lines going up and down her body.

   “It was exhausting dad!” The women said as she plopped herself onto the coach. “Where’s... where’s Arnold?” She asked.

   “So you forgot what today is, Gabe?” Professor said.

   “What are you- oh... oh it’s Victory Day. Of course, he’s not here.” Gabriella said as she turned on the TV.

   “-Twenty years ago, the A-Legion vanquished the Iron Ones. While I am still disheartened that we did not get Professor Nemesis or Vendetta, but still, we have to focus on all the gains we have made since the end of the war.” Arnold said in a press conference.

   “Uh... I love my older brother to bits. But he could talk the ears off an elephant.” Gabriella said.

   “Hey! Arnold is a war hero; droid has a right to have a captive audience. Besides, I thought you would like Victory Day.” Turk said.

   “Dad... you created me only five years ago. Why would you think, that just because I’m a Gynoid that I would automatically appreciate something that never happened to me? For crying out loud, I struggled to stay awake during Arnold’s war stories!” Gabrielle said, and indeed. She is a Gynoid, a robot constructed in the form of a human woman. Specifically, she was created with bio-organically engineered organs, like a stomach, lungs, nervous system, liver, brain, and digestive tract, all to better integrate with humans. All encased within an endoskeleton covered in synthetic-skin.

   “Well... you should at least care,” Turk said.

   “I do! It’s not my fault that Arnold can be boring!” Gabriella said, and then her phone rang. “Hold on, I got to take this.” She said as she saw that it was a friend of hers. “Svetlana, what’s the occasion?”

   “Gabe! OMG, I heard that there’s this new club in Ultra-City One tonight! How about we have a girl’s night out tonight?” A cheery voice said.

   “Well I’ve got nothing better to do tonight... and work was a real nightmare today. Sure, might as well have something enjoyable happen on a Monday.” Gabriella said.

   “Swell! I’ll pick you up at seven, bye-bye BGFF!” Svetlana said as she hung up.

   Later that night, Gabriella and Svetlana, a young woman with long dirty-blonde hair with turquoise highlights, had arrived at the nightclub.

   “So this is the place... looks ostentatious,” Gabriella commented.

   “Come on; let’s have some fun girl-droid!” Svetlana said as she and Gabriella entered the club.

   “You know, I wouldn’t mind the nicknames. But I think you're actually getting lazier with them.” Gabriella said.

   “It’s not easy keeping them fresh! Now come on, let’s have some fun!” Svetlana said, the two women then went about the club, dancing the night away with whatever guys they could find. For all intents and purposes, Gabriella was having fun.

   That was when the attack happened.

   Without warning, robots, the same models as the feared Iron Ones stormed the club, one-eyed skeletal creatures with laser guns. “Svetlana!? We need to get out of here!” Gabriella said as she hefted Svetlana onto her shoulders.

   “What... what’s going on?” Svetlana asked as they left the club, and all throughout the streets of Ultra-City 1. A war had broken out.

   “I... I don’t know. Those robots looked like Iron Ones, Trooper Bots... and so do most of these robots come to think of it.” Gabriella said in surprise.

   “But I thought they were all like, scrapped after the war!” Svetlana said.

   “They were... these are clearly newer models,” Gabriella said, then they were ambushed by a giant ape-like robot. “Oh scrap! Gorilla-Bot! Svetlana, get behind me!” She said to her friend, but as the hostile robot raised its fists. Its head exploded, as something whooshed through it. The robot’s chest was torn open from the inside and out stepped Arnold the Android.

   “Still got it, are you all right?” Arnold asked as the destroyed Gorilla-Bot fell over.

   “Arnold... what’s happening?” Gabriella asked as the two androids hugged.

   “There back... Professor Nemesis and Vendetta have returned.” Arnold explained.

   “W-What... but he’s dead!” Svetlana said, shaking like a leaf.

   “Miss, I hate to say it. But that’s just something your father the Chancellor has been telling himself since Victory Day. We never found either of them... and if I were to guess. They’ve spent the last twenty years, upgrading and replacing what the A-Legion destroyed. What’s worse, for whatever reason the rest of the A-Legion isn’t responding to hails... hopefully, this whole mess is ONLY limited to Ultra-City 1.” Arnold said.

   “NO, IT IS NOT.” A mechanical monotone voice said, overhead, an android with silver armor, and a face-concealing helmet. “MASTER NEMESIS SENDS HIS REGARDS, ARNOLD.”

   “Gabriella... get yourself and Miss Titan to the Emergency Evacuation Heli-Carrier. Professor Turk is already there. I’ll handle Vendetta’s new toy.” Arnold said boldly, as he transformed his arms into blaster cannons.

   “B-But-”

   “Svetlana, there’s nothing we can do! I’m not programmed for combat, and you’re a wimp!” Gabriella said as she and Svetlana fled from the battle that was unfolding.

   Eventually, while avoiding Iron One patrols, and rescuing other humans, robots, and androids, arrived at the EEHC Phoenix, just as it was about to take off.

   “Gabriella, thank goodness you’re alright... where’s Arnold?” Professor Turk asked, as Gabriella and Svetlana arrived on the bridge.

   “He engaged some sort of android... I think it was some sort of... avatar for Vendetta itself.” Gabriella said as she laid down an exhausted and hyperventilating Svetlana on a nearby couch.

   “So they are back... and that’s not even the worst of it.” Professor Turk said as he played a video.

   “Ah, my old friend Turk, how long has it been? Twenty, thirty years?” On the screen, was the elusive mad scientist Professor Nemesis. “But I am not here to recollect our youth in college... I’m calling you personally. Because my long game is nearing its end, since the end of the Robot War, Vendetta and I have been, upgrading and expanding our arsenal. Not only have we been creating new models of robot war machines. Including the Avatar Android’s, but we have also developed a computer virus... one designed specifically for your little toys. Yes, my old friend... I’ve compromised the A-Legion, save for Arnold himself. He has been infected... but his code has proven more resilient that Vendetta anticipated. But through the rest of the A-Legion, I have taken over a number of the Ultra-Cities, and through them, I will begin my war anew. To take over the world.” Nemesis ranted.

   “Is this a recording?” Gabriella asked.

   “Yes... it just goes on like this.” Professor Turk said.

   “And what about the other EEHC’s?” Gabriella asked.

   “They were captured... now there serving as mobile fortresses for the corrupted A-Legion. Speaking of which, without Arnold, the Phoenix will be defense-” Turk was interrupted as Arnold flew through the bridges windshield.

   “Hiya prof.... that Android was... a lot tougher then I thought,” Arnold said groggily, both of his legs missing.

   “Oh no, Gabriella help me get him to the command chair!” Turk as he and Gabriella helped Arnold to a comfy chair.

   “Okay... I’ve been dreading the need for this for years. But here we go, putting the carrier’s defense systems online.” Arnold said as the EEHC took off, leaving Ultra-City 1 behind. “You know... I actually missed flying around a Heli-Carrier like this. So... judging from Professor Nemesis’s message, we have our work cut out for us. Not only is he and Vendetta back in force with a new army of robots, but he’s also got his own line of Androids, programmed to be an extension of Vendetta’s power. And the rest of the Legion has been compromised... and I even have the same virus.” Arnold explained at length.

   “And to make matters worse, the Phoenix doesn’t have the facilities to repair your damage.” Professor Turk said in concern as he waved a device over Arnold.

   “Prof. I don’t need a scanner to tell me I’m in no shape for ground combat, heck I don’t even need my diagnostics program to know that,” Arnold said.

   “Well... what can we do?” Gabriella asked.

   “There is... one thing. There is the Archangel Combat Exosuit. But... well according to the computer logs, you’re the only Android that’s in any shape to use it.” Turk explained.

   “What?! But I’m not programmed for combat! I’m a pacifist for crying out loud! I work at a daycare for Asimov’s sake!” Gabriela said in surprise.

   “The suit will automatically upload combat data into your Cerebro-databanks.” Professor Turk said.

   “But won’t that-”

   “Kid, I tested the suit myself. Runs like a fine swish wash and obviously, my lambkin-bang was damaged. Still the same dromedary I was yeast hair vase after tempting the vase.” Arnold said.

   “I... I’m just scared.” Gabriella said, looking scared of what had been going on in the last few hours.

   “Gabriella... there’s nothing wrong with being scared. But the free world needs you... just remember, I will always love you.” Turk said as he hugged his gynoid daughter. “You’re braver then you think you are.”

   “Thanks, dad...” Gabriella said, returning the hug. “The armor... it won’t change anything about me, will it?” Gabriella asked.

   “No... Now go, we have a mission ahead of us. The armor’s container is in the bridge’s quarters.” Turk said.

   “Okay... I can do this.” Gabriella said to herself as she walked towards the quarter's doors. She quickly found the ACE’s container unit and opened it. Gabriella took off her clothes and set them on a bed. “Okay... do your worse ACE.” She said to herself as she looked at herself the armor. It was colored white-gold. She put the armor on. She looked at herself in a nearby mirror. “Did Arnold seriously wear these boots? And the wings in the armor, why are they even there? Droid had no taste in fashion anyway... I don’t look half-bad in this if I don’t say so myself.” She said to herself as she donned the ornately designed helmet.

   “NEW USER DETECTED, WOULD YOU LIKE TO REGISTER?” The AI in the helmet said.

    “WHOA!... uh, yes?” Gabriella said in surprise.

   “AFFIRMATIVE. USER: GABRIELLA PBA-1 REGISTERED TO USE ARCHANGEL COMBAT EXOSUIT. STANDBY FOR DATA UPLOAD.” The AI said.

   “This won’t erase anything will it?” Gabriella asked.

   “NEGATIVE. ALL EXISTING MEMORIES WILL NOT BE DELETED.” The AI said.

   Several minutes later, Gabriella emerged from the bridge quarters, decked out in the ACE.

   “So, how’s the ACE treating you?” Arnold asked.

   “It fits like a glove, now. Gabriella Prototype Bioorganic Android-1, ready for duty... what do we do first?” She said.

   “Well first, you should get the hang of the ACE. From testing with Arnold, the jetpack can be a little... testy, and you don’t know how your weapons work.” Professor Turk said.

   “So I’ll go down to the training room in order to acclimate to the ACE and the weapons, gotcha,” Gabriella said as she displayed the sword and the bow that came with the armor. “Oh... I almost forgot about Svetlana!”

   “Relax kid, she’s down in the mess hall,” Arnold said.

   “I’ll check up on here when I get the chance,” Gabriella said as she left the bridge, and made her way to the Phoenix’s training room.

   “Kid didn’t even ask why I wasn't speaking wrong anymore,” Arnold said.

   “She had bigger fish to fry Arnold. She knows that I keep nonessential spare parts on my person at all times for times like this.

World War R: Part 1
Loosely based off of the Megaman video games. Join Gabrielle the Gynoid, as she takes on the forces of the mad scientist, Professor Nemesis, and his AI Vendetta.
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