Capítulo 22: Confrontation
Bones your first lesson about designing synth bodies is you must think outside the box, what are robots made of in your opinion," Roman asks.
"Metal, carbon nanotubes, and other such materials," Bones responds instantly.
"Correct but that is not all you can make robots out of you can make them a colony of nanites trillions of microscopic machines or you can make them out of specially made cells making machines that can heal themselves you could also mix make some components out of biological material some parts out of nanites," Romans rant is interrupted when Bubble rushes in holding a tablet.
"Sir you have to see this," Bubble thrusts the tablet into his hands.
Roman looks at her confused for a second then focuses on the tablet reading what is on it. His face changes rapidly to a frown as he continues reading the article.
"Someone didn't get the memo someone was in charge of Vale and needs to be told even they can't mess around as they please,��� Roman finally says setting down the tablet allowing others to read the headline of the article {Cult of the Pale Queen attack downtown Vale resulting in one of the worst tragedies since the great war}.
"Neo get your shit we are going on a trip," Neo smiles and jumps to her feet happily smiling.
Selem
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She happily surveys her current group of subordinates she was most pleased with the most recent attack they had orchestrated in Vale. They had managed to take out one of Ozpin's pawns and his family that would shake the rest of Ozpin's pawns may make them quit not that there will ever be a way for them to win.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a quiet hum that quickly gained volume to a dull roar that shakes her castle and her four minions ran outside quickly. Her Pawn and Knight being the first out and her Rook and Bishop being more cautious follow behind slower just barely outside before her.
"What the fuck is that," Pawn yells looking up at a ship about forty feet in length and about twenty in width it is almost like a flying brick and has far more armaments twin nose guns, a battery of turret on both sides of the fuselage, and twin tail guns.
Pawn raises his rifle towards the hovering ship firing a burst before one of the nose guns rotates to face him and then releases a bright white beam removing most of his lower half from existence along with his arms and weapon leaving a molten hole in the ground. Rook, Bishop, and Knight all jump back scrambling to cover watching as it slowly descends and one of its side doors opens revealing an eight-foot-tall featureless humanoid figure made out of flat black material and a six-foot-tall man in a black trench coat with a pair of black dress pants with a holster on his belt wearing a gas mask.
The man wearing a gas mask looks at the pawn and speaks in an obviously modulated voice "Why would you shoot an AC-200 with small arms it's asking to be obliterated."
The figure pokes him in the side bringing his attention back to the other people pointing their weapons at him.
"Right hello Salem and her pieces I have come to tell you all to step off Vale or there will be problems," The masked man says carelessly ignoring the three weapons pointed at him.
"Why would we listen to you when we could just kill you," Rook shouts at him.
"I'm fucking sorry what, are you mentally retarded you pull the trigger of your rifle the rounds bounce off my shield then you cease to exist," the masked man looks at Rook and then the gunship behind him that has at least four turrets pointing their way.
"True," Rook states, backing away.
"Ignoring the idiot, why would we listen to you," Salem asks, smiling.
"Because if you don't I will kill all your minions and bury you deep in the earth if you don't," He states.
"Do you really think you can fulfill that promise," Salem asks, Knight appears before the masked man mid-swing of his sword.
The figure vanishes from where it was standing grabbing Knight's hand stopping his sword from moving then proceeds to tear his arm off. Knight stares at his stump for a second before screaming for a second before his head is bashed in with his own arm. Rook and Bishop stare in horror as their comrade is decapitated with his own arm. Quickly pointing their weapons to the figure who blurs dropping the remains of the arm and appearing behind of Rook putting its arm through his chest holding his heart in front of his face he weakly reaches for it for a second before going limp.
Bishop watches as the figure flicks the blood of its hand before firing his shotgun into it but it vanishes with the sound of shattering glass. Bishop frantically looks around spotting it standing behind him a bit with its arm outstretched for a second then there was fire.
Salem watches this entire exchange in disinterest, looking over quickly the burnt husk that used to be Bishop the moving on, which the masked figure commented on "Not sad for you minions deaths," he asked.
"No, I'm not I will eventually get new minions but you both will die here deceived by Ozma, I know you are not part of his circle you are two bloodthirsty didn't even tell those three to surrender before you killed them, which means you found incomplete information about me and mistakenly thought you could threaten to kill me and it would be an effective threat," Salem starts to rant.
"That's not it," He says.
"But you are on a fool's errand I am immortal I am eternal I have lived through many versions of humans going extinct they all fell just as this version will in time," Salem continues ignoring his words.
"Wait a minute you sayed multiple versions how so have we gone extinct then evolved back from monkeys," The Man interjects loudly.
"Of course not evolve from monkeys don't be ridiculous they just reappear with a little village different each time when they first reappeared they had Aura, the second time they the Fanus appeared with them then, the third time the silver eyes appeared this time they got Semblances," Salem explains.
"What happened to the structures made by the older versions of humanity," The Man asks?
"They vanished once the last human of that version died," Salem responds, confusion clear on her face as she looks at The Man who just freezes up after hearing that.
"Well just one way to test this then," Salem hears The Man mumble before he pulls out a rustic and old looking revolver and fires it at her.
The world turned slow for her; she could see the bullet traversing the distance between her and the gun. She could feel the shadow of death it seemed to cast upon her and she welcomed the end of her torment that was her continued existence. It was beautiful. She felt it hit her in between the eyes then nothing the world vanished for her.
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Will00 Sorry this took so long and is so short, I will finish this story it will take a while my updates will be slow and infrequent, I dont have much energy after work to wright much or at all. I have other ideas for stories but I dont want to split my already small amount of time I wright multible ways. but any ways I hope you injoy and tell me what you think
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