OOC: One thing I forgot to mention is that the branch of Zalem that controls the AR droids is G.I.B , or genneral inspection bureau. This is run by Chief Bigott whos kind of an ass. When he finds out Zalems secret he goes nuts and commits suicide, but that hasnt happened yet.

IC:

It had been several weeks since the destruction of A1 (AKA Alita/Gally)

"AR-6 do you read me?" Chief Bigott didn't understand, AR-6 wasn't responding to him. He was going to order the remaining AR series to exterminate the rest of Barjack and locate Nova but she wasn't responding despite the fact that that all her vital systems seemed to be intact.

"AR-6!"

"You know, I always hated that name."

"AR-6, why havent you been reponding?"

"Maybe I didn't feel like it. Your voice is pretty annoying old man. If I have to listen to it anymore I think I might just lose it." the android formerly known as AR-6 took out a small stilletto knife used for throwing and gouged out her left eye, behind it was the transmitter to Zalem. She yanked it out tossing it onto the ground before stepping on it. That had hurt like hell but it was worth it to avoid listening to that annoying human any longer. AR-6 was the first to go out of control, following this incident most of the other AR-series droids went out of control. Zalem needed agents on the surface to clean things up, and the AR droids were no longer an option.

The Scrapyard on the dumping ground below Tipheres, a figure twitches before opening one eye. The other ruined for now in a mess and the one that still works not any better by much. it tried to lean forward but just got a body wide jerk, it didn't know why or how but it's spine was pretty must up, too bad for it's body to fix it by much.....how the hell did it know it could do that.

The figure just waited and lay there for the time it could at least move a little, it's head casually turned to the side and took note that it was massing it's right arm, how the hell did that happen aswell, infact from what it could see, it's whole body was a mess but it at least retained it's other three limbs and that was soemthing despite the mess they looked to be in.

Few hours later

The figure twitched again after awaking from what it thought to must have been sleep it's body had some sensation in it and it tried to move. The spinal connections had been fixed as much as possible, the additional fact that a rudimentary nervous system had been jimmy rigged by the body also helped a little but really a new spine was badly needed. I moved it's arm round jerkily and pulled it's legs up before reaching over to the missing right arm, this was a nuisance and it didn't how to fix it right now or even if it could find someone in this palce to replace it. It reached round for a metal pole and some random cables before tieing it to the shoulder stump and trying to stand using it as a walking stick it hoppled bad for a while before getting into some sort of rthym.

The most it could think to do right now was head for the buildings beside the dump..............

OOC: Sorry it's short but the next one will be better, kind of a two-parter opening.
Also, The DF will be up tomorrow.

AR-3 was one of the few androids still completely loyal to Zalem. Right now she was tracking one of the remaining groups of Barjack across the wastelands outside the scrapyard.

In their encampment

Several cyborgs sat around a fire, two were standard combat cyborgs and the third looked to have a more powerful body that had two huge fore arms.

"So what are we going to do now? Not even our cannon could bring down Zalem, and Lord Den is dead."

"We'll start over, maybe the cannon didn't work , but theres got to be a way."

"Damn it! Don't you see it, were finished, they won!"

the larger cyborg grabbed him crushing his body with his huge arms. "As long as there's a future it'll never be finished, we'll fight to the last man if we have to, we may not be able to bring down Zalem, but we'll make sure they remember us and all the suffering of our fellow surface dwellers!" before anything else could happen all three of their heads exploded.

"I'm afraid that there is no future for scum like you!" AR Three saidas she leapt from the cliff side she had snipped the three. Other cyborgs began to come out of their tents. She landed in the middle of the campsite dropping a smoke bomb. Confused soldiers began firing off weapons at random hitting each other in the smoke.

"Where is she? Where's the angel of death?"

"Right behind you!" She said as she smashed his skull in while whipping his body around using it as a sheild to block some enemy fire.

Above this chaos the android formerly known as AR-6 looked down, AR-3 would be the first of her sisters to fall to her mighty Titan Blade.

The limping figure had made it to the buildings and some of the inner workings but he still didn't know anyway he could attain a spine, he had no imediate skills he could think of and no credits. He couldn't even register his name to himself.

Night.........

It had been hours now and well into the night and the figure had found a pasage into a turnoff of the underground and sought refuge there, unfortunately his knowledge of teh scrapyard was next to nothing ince he couldn't recall a thing, if he had he would not have chosen to pick this place as a shelter. Scapyards cyborg freaks and junkies often ran around these places, anyone was fair game to anything they wanted.

As he leaned back against a wall with a dirty rag he had found as some punks saw him from they're position in the underground passageway, "Just started and one so close already"

"Yeah" reply'd the second as he looked round with a human eye and red focusing lense implanted into his other socket.

The larger cyborg took out a tomma hawk style axe out in his normal built hand, just what he used to dig into backs when he stole spines and flexed a pincer like claw for his other. The smaller one with red optics lense readied a container and they both appraoched. They could see he was messed up but he still had a spine that worked otherwise he couldn't have made it down here or so they thought.

"hehehe, someone said you were giving away spines" said the larger one as he picked him up with the pincer claw and aughed as he waved the axe round. The half crippled cyborg didn't know what to think when he suddenly knew these people were threatening him, what he also didn't realise he could do he just did as on his left hand his pulled his fingers and thumb in mius the index finger and middle finger beside that. His arm blazed with static electricity as it concentrated onto hte tips of the two fingers and his hand shot forward impaling the goon in the face but kept going slicing the top of his cranium off, the other guy stared a second as his lense refocused and he pulled out a long knife and went to attack with it, the hand moved again but jerkily and missed the knife only grazing the punks shoulder as he was stabbed right in his missing arms stump. He cursed his ruined spine but now that he was this close he couldn't miss again as he moved his hand across cutting the lower torso open letting everything spill out and letting the guy hit the ground.

He looked at the two and the fact that they had spines dawned on him somehat, they tried to kill him, taking what he needed was just survival. He bent down to the one that had his guts spilled open and his hand forward again slicing down his back on either side of the spine before stabbing his fingers in and underneath slicing anything that was still caught to it, with a final tug it came out dripping blood and some sinews of flesh attached.

How he would put it in was something of an enigma to him but he had a natural idea of what to do, he pulled teh rag off his side and lay flat on his stomach, holding the spine. His own back began to writh as seals unlocked themselves and varies plates dropped off his back before a large ridge with interlocking teeth opened outwards revealing his own spine. To a point every few vertibre the spine had been severed perfectly by the body and synthetic braces put in for efficiency but the damge occured on this was erratic, particularly the lower spine as it was broken into shatters.

Connection braces pulled back extracting cables and other such things from it before he reached back adn tried tog et a grip, it was really something should be done in an operating room or soemthing, god knows how he was managing this right now. it was hard to reach it from the pint it was lodged in but jammed his fingers i and pulled it out at the base of is back, instantly his legs went dead and so forth as he pulled it out more and more the length of his back but stopped before removing it entirely, instead he let it hang out and worked the other spine round placing it in at the base working a portion of it in.

At this point he left that alone and grabbed the old one, with a sharp pull it ripped out and he was entirely paralysed...........

As he lay there, crippled and unable to move, his body started to work it's self as it automaticly pulled in the spine bit by bit as more braces where inserted into the vertibre. As the last bit was pulled into place the interlocking teeth closed over, for a few seconds there was nothing until an audible crunch was heard as the face down figure simutaniously spasmed as his body seperated the vertibra and pulled everything into place.

Rolling over he moved his hand over and pulled the brace on his right am stump off and got to his feet he flicked his fingers of any blood but also thought about the technique he used, where did he learn that.......

he didn't stop to think, he just killed two people and if anyone that knew came he didn't know if he could really take care of himself and fight that many. he picked up some cloth's and left brushing himself off an noticing that for whatever reason, the damage on his body had repaired as most cracks along plating had been removed.............

AR-3 finished off the last of the Barjack soldiers hitting the last one on the side of his head with a Hertza Haeon attack liquifying his brains. Through all the smoke she heard someone walking. "So one survived." She removed several stilletto knives from his side hurling them at whoever was in the smoke. Sechs tworled her titan blade blocking each of the knives and sending them flying off to her side.

"Your not with Barjack, your AR-6."

"Don't you call me that. I've chosen a name." Sechs shot foreward swinging her blade. AR-3 leapt over her attack firing a gun. Sechs moved her head to the side, the bullet slightly grazing her cheek as she hurled a small throwing knife into the barrel of AR-3's gun.

"Why did you turn against Zalem?"

"I don't owe them anything. They may have brought me into the world, but they can't tell me who I am!" sechs Swung her titan blade, AR-3 ducked and tried to sweep Sechs legs out from under her. But Sechs had seen the attack coming leaping into the air above AR-3's attack. Sechs brought her blade down barely missing AR-3's head. Ar-3 rolled out of the way grabbing onto an unexploded Barjack hand grenade she hurled it at sechs who blocked it with her titan blade. The grenade exploded knocking Sechs backwards, this was all the destraction AR-3 needed as she ran foreward to attack, Sechs using her momentum against her flipped her backwards and flipping her against a nearby boulder. Ar-3 managed to stop herself but not before Sechs was already on her with the next attack. Sechs struck the side of her face, had AR-3 been a regular cyborg her brains would have been smashed in by the attack. But instead all that happened was the synthetic skin on her face was liquified by the blow ripping it from her endoskeliton. AR-3 didn't recover from the blow in time as Sechs followed up devlivering hundreds of blows to her body liquifiying many of AR-3's artificial organs. Since they had nanotech based bodied not all their parts were mechanical. As Ar-3 tried to block Sechs using one of her panzar kunst techniques (I forget the name of it) shattered the endoskelital straucture of both her arms using resonance.

"Damn you..." AR-3 said coughing up some strange liquid. Sechs had reached behind her back pulling out a big metal gun. It began to humm with power.

AR-3 in one last desperate attampt leapt at Sechs trying to get to her before the gun fired, but it was two late, a sonic boom erpupted and AR-3s head was blasted clean off her body.