With a flash, you returned to reality, where the battle had stalled. You saw a bit of battle damage on CONSTANTINE and KUKULKAN- it seems like they sustained a little bit of damage as your interaction with MUSASHI pushed a bit past 'stunning' and turned into a full-on contract. Still, it could be worse.
There was a form standing before you and your Servants. A swordswoman, who smiled amicably.
MUSASHI: "Shinmen Musashi-no-Kami Fujiwara-no-Harunobu, the Flower at the Apex of Heaven, is at your service!"
CONSTANTINE: "A new Servant, and 'Musashi', huh... I guess that means that our Masters were successful. Well, nice to meet you. You may call me 'Rider', we can divulge True Names when we're in… more appropriate company."
PRETENDER: "I get it, I get it. Ah, but a new ally? And a woman claiming to be 'Shinmen Musashi' to boot…"
KUKULKAN: "I'm… uh, Foreigner? Invader? I think there's already a Foreigner, so I'm sticking with Invader! Nice to meet you, Musashi!"
MUSASHI: "Hmm... Rider's pretty handsome, and Invader is cute when she isn't as robot-y... not bad, not bad at all, Masters..."
After listening to MUSASHI murmur something... a bit odd, you realized that you could feel a magical connection between you and her. It seems as if a Contract was established!
Monitoring your Command Spells, it seemed as if two of KUKULKAN's Command Spells were transferred over to MUSASHI. It seems like creating multiple contracts without the assistance of some higher power within the system means that you'll have to share. Unless the contract was established before, like with RIDER or potentially AVENGER, and then you'd simply regain the proper amount of Command Spells.
Regardless, of the specifics, this was a success! Because...
[ MUSASHI joined the party! ]
PRETENDER: "Well, as much as I'd love to have a few hours for introductions and teambuilding, there is a Beast currently terrorizing the city, and her main body should now be unimpeded with Miss Musashi's taming."
KUKULKAN: "Oh, right! Draco! Right! Let's go, everyone!"
The rest of the walk was easy. Now with MUSASHI out of the way, at least in terms of her being an active threat against your group, the rest of the path was surprisingly clear. You wandered deeper and deeper into the catacombs, the air growing sticky and dense with vile mana.
You could hear MUSASHI, on instinct, unsheathing her blades and readying them for a battle. You noted that CONSTANTINE had his own hand on the hilt of his blade, but a faint surge of prana restrained his movements as he tried to pull it out, the magic of the Command Spell compelling him against his better instincts.
CONSTANTINE put a hand up, stopping the group.
CONSTANTINE: "We're close. I can sense her- and the terrain is beginning to shift. Which means we'd best strategize on how to handle her."
Your small troupe stopped, looking between one another. This was a conversation that was a long time coming, frankly. CONSTANTINE spoke up first- his voice clear and imperious.
CONSTANTINE: "That Beast is the Whore of Babylon made manifest. The Beast of Revelations as foretold by the apostle Saint John. She is a woman of wicked intent, set on destroying civilization. I understand why that may seem appealing due to our current situation, but all you'll be doing is feeding a monster! Allying with that Beast- becoming a Master of the Beast- will make us the true enemies of the Solar Cell, not just the Lair Servants. Humanity itself will reason for your very destruction. I say we slice her throat as soon as we see the whites of her eyes."
MUSASHI sighed, looking between her new traveling companions.
MUSASHI: "I've fought a lot of real jerks, but my blade hasn't sliced apart any Beasts before. But… I've also known the type of idealist who thinks that they can tame a Beast anyways, so as much as my swords are rattling, I can't lunge one way or the other. I do get what Rider means, though. Sticking the Beast in some other Class may lessen the rest of the World's insistence on killing them, but will make them less… uh, powerful? And that's only if you're able to do it…"
As MUSASHI's comment elicited an eyebrow raise from CONSTANTINE, KUKULKAN spoke up, a bit hesitantly.
KUKULKAN: "I don't know a ton about Beasts and Humanity or the World… I'm still learning about how most aspects of Human History work, but I think we need to take a chance with Draco. I don't want to decide someone is rotten or not just before meeting them, and she'll be good for this fight. I'm sure there's some good there too! If everyone hates us for the choices we make, that's okay, right? We'll be a team! You decided that you'd be enemies of this world for the sake of saving it."
The discussion was cut short as a voice pierced through the air--
???: "Stop sitting and chittering in the wings like rats, and fully reveal yourselves on my stage. To hold up a performance is poor manners, you know?"
As your Servants hesitantly reached the amphitheater, the sky seemed to be blotted out by the dark shape that moved, slowly and intentionally. You felt eyes boring down on you, a presence and weight that held a unique sense of 'gravity'.
Looking up, you saw the massive shadow of ALTER-EGO… or at least a Servant that greatly resembled her. Her body was clad head to toe in black leather, her eyes having lost their joy and luster in exchange for a bitter darkness. An innocent being, once calmed by the melody of 'Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star', now twisted into something devoid of that purity.
DRACO: "Welcome, o' Former Masters of mine, to my great stage! Oh, and do not mind my new toy. My mud has corroded her mind, Altered her Spirit Origin, and to be surrounded by a woman as beautiful as the sakura trees of the East is only an apt beginning of an imperial court. She is one of my Seven Heads made manifest, now. I've taken to calling her 'Sakura Superbia'."
KUKULKAN: "Wow... Draco is a pretty fast worker, isn't she...? Even I can tell that Servant is super dangerous, luckily, I'm sure our Masters are already thinking of a top-rate contingency plan if things go south... right?"
Staring up with an inscrutable expression, PRETENDER tutted.
PRETENDER: "Alter-Ego... You're quite the problematic Servant, aren't you? Always landing in some inconvenient situation. Avenger and Foreigner will be very upset if we don't fix this..."
"SAKURA SUPERBIA": "Pretender, Pretender, Pretender... you were always tiny like an insect, but now I feel like I could pin you and those pretty little wings to a board. Or should I just squish you instead?"
CONSTANTINE: "How lovely. So... that settles what happened to Alter-Ego, but what of Assassin?"
MUSASHI: "You don't think they're controlled like that big girl?"
With a shake of his head, CONSTANTINE continued to look around the area.
CONSTANTINE: "Maybe, but... I'd like to be optimistic and say they escaped..."
Looking down below ALTER-EGO, in the shadow of the Massive Servant, you saw DRACO. She didn't seem... weak, particularly, but she had seemed stronger. It seemed like the lack of a proper contract was putting some toll on her body.
DRACO: "The sword is still in your possession, yes? Good. Deliver my sword, and I shall grant you wisdom of the Solar Cell. Give me tribute, and I shall consider renewing our contract. But behold, with my assistance, you gain an even mightier ally. How magnanimous am I. Normally I would have you kneel, but as you have no true body, my former Masters, I cannot ask you to bow your heads and beg for forgiveness. However, the Rider…"
You saw her mouth twist into a bitter, amused grin. CONSTANTINE shuddered though he did not look away, his eyes cold and piercing.
CONSTANTINE: "Oh, please speak, Whore of Babylon. Give me ample cause to wrench myself free of the Command Spell's curse and loose your head from your vile shoulders."
This seemed like an expected outcome. You told him he couldn't act out and defy your instructions- which at this point cycled around 'wait and see' regarding DRACO. That didn't mean he had to be nice about it.
DRACO: "How brave. Then yes, if you make him beg instead, that will be a far more amusing sight. And have him lop off his own head as well, then I will consider that apt sacrifice and have your debts repaid in full. After all, he disrespected my imperium, and dared to draw his blade against me. Such a rabid dog cannot be allowed to live, lest he bite the hand that feeds."
DRACO: "However, I am nothing but not fair. I'll give you time to discuss. I hope you make the right decision. After all, any resistance, and I'll bring down the might of 'Sakura Superbia' on you."
It seemed as if you were far enough away at the moment to discuss without being eavesdropped on, though close enough that you could call and speak to DRACO via the 'Endless Whispers' code cast regardless.
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Learning the Truth (Chapter 1)
Yesterday (more like last night but details), I was on a writing FRENZY. And... I managed to I think write most of Chapter 2 instead of going to bed on time SOOOO
I will be posting the first chapter of this. This one isn't as lighthearted as the last filler story, but coming from me, it'll probably be still just as hammy. Either way I hope you enjoy.
The Triple Threat, along with Rupert narrowly escape yet another android attack, thanks to the CCC. And Rupert manages to find out the truth about something that had been kept from him for over twenty years...
There aren't too many things in the way of TWs, just some robotic injury and swearing of course.
In West Mesa, Minerva Price was sleeping as she turned over in bed, dreaming about something. She stood in an empty room, her eyes concentrating on a figure on the other side of it as it turned around, dark hair flowing behind him. His eyes were both a piercing red and blue, filled with dread as his lips started to move. Minerva tried to step towards him, but found herself unable to move.
“Jaques? Jaques what are you trying to tell me?” Minerva asked. She tried to speak again, but it felt like her lips were sealing shut as dark clouds started to surround them.
Jaques kept talking, his lips moving but no sound coming out. Minerva felt a cold chill down her spine as she tried to regain control of the dream somehow, hearing whispering voices all around her and the sound of an irritating beeping noise…
Was that her alarm clock? She shot up, looking and seeing that it was still night time outside. It would be hours before she had to report for duty, so…
Oh no…
Oh yes…
Minerva jumped at the sudden voice in her head, but she wasn’t about to waste any time. She jumped out of bed and headed towards her closet, inputting a secret code before heading down the stairs to the basement of her house. There, she sat at a huge computer console as she began to type in various codes before she felt a pit in her stomach.
Accessing the surveillance cameras, she could see a massive android fight had broken out in the main part of the city. There were a few Toppats in the area trying to take advantage of the situation while a young android girl ran at the androids full force. The iconic Triple Threat team was leading the charge and of course, her own son was in danger as well. She had to act fast; she had to quell this chaos somehow and give these kids a chance to escape.
So you need some options? I’ve got some for ya.
There was that voice again. She looked down at the console at her possible options.
Anything that will keep my son and his friends from being hurt would be fantastic…
A gravity pump? She pushed the button and watched in horror as everyone started to skyrocket up into the air. No… no no no!
Alright, let’s reset! Also, talk about taking the problem sky high.
“Who are you!?” Minerva shouted, glancing around.
That’s not important. Consider your next option, you don’t have much time.
Had the world reset? The same scene played out again and she had to consider her options. Immediately she activated sonic pulse. This would deactivate all the androids and put them out of commission… wait… all of the androids…
Congratulations, you Defeated the Androids!
That boy is very important to my son. I’d rather not be responsible for his death.
Maybe the best way to handle a robot attack was with another robot. She immediately activated the mecha-dino as it crash landed in the city with a huge roar. She watched carefully, trying to monitor the situation as it slashed at a young android with pink streaked pigtails as they shrieked, trying to escape from the clutches.
Meanwhile, Charles was on the ground helping support Ellie and Henry as he helped them escape the situation and he gasped when saw Amelia get flung against the wall, her arm coming off in the process. He gritted his teeth as he charged towards the dino, trying to fight it off as he was slammed against the wall as well. He felt static filling his vision as he looked up to see Rupert in the path of the dino…
“Shit!” Charles shouted as he activated his speed booster, practically barreling towards Rupert as he pushed him out of the way, tripping in the process and letting out a horrible cry as both his legs were crushed.
Meanwhile, the remaining androids, seeing Charles and Amelia incapacitated decided to flee the scene as the mecha dino deactivated, slamming hard on the ground and leaving a sizable crater in the process. Rupert was able to pry Charles from under the dino’s foot as he winced, seeing the damage it had done to his legs in the process.
“Scrape up what’s left of his legs and follow us. If we can get him to Dr. V, she’ll be able to repair him in no time!” Ellie shouted.
“N-n-n-n-n-no… Amelia…” Charles said, shakily pointing to her. Amelia was currently powered off, having taken another blow that knocked off her leg in the process. Henry and Ellie exchanged uncertain looks before Henry ran to grab her and her missing parts.
Meanwhile, back at Minerva’s house, she breathed a sort of sigh of relief, leaning back in her chair as she began to type on the console to report this to HQ.
Well, how was that?
...Hello?
Minerva glanced from left to right before sighing, wondering if she should include this in her report… before remembering what happened to the last person who reported a strange voice in their head telling them what to do.
“It’s best if I leave that part out,” Minerva muttered as she continued to type.
- - - - -
Charles sat in the virtual space, staring up at the ceiling as he watched a couple of videos to take his mind off of the repairs that were currently happening right now. He had managed to save Rupert, but where had that mecha-dino come from? It was certainly strange.
A door suddenly appeared on the side of the room as Amelia opened it, her blue eyes shining.
“May I come in?” Amelia asked. Charles waved for her as she went inside and lay on the floor with him. He let out a sigh as he glanced at her while she watched the video.
“Hey, are you OK? That dino really gave you hell didn’t it?” Charles asked.
“He stepped on your legs. In all honesty, I can’t believe the androids were right there… I wonder what they wanted,” Amelia asked.
“To cause trouble probably. But I can’t understand why. It’s not like attacking random humans is going to get them anywhere.”
“It’s strange. First their stealing children, then they steal mechanical parts. And now they’re attacking people? Just what are they trying to do?”
“Maybe they’re trying to make us look bad.” Amelia shot up as Charles said that, her eyes wide.
“You think?” Amelia asked.
“Probably. If I was in their position, I would do the same thing,” Charles said.
“That really sucks… what if they succeed? But wouldn’t that detrimental to them? Why would they do that?” Amelia said.
“Hmm…” Charles hummed, trying to figured it out as he heard a tapping on the glass. He looked up to see Rupert on the screen in front of them and smiled as he bounded towards him, pressing his head against the screen to nuzzle it. Rupert nuzzled back the best he could, a little wary of Amelia in the process.
“Hi Charlie,” he said softly.
“Hi RooRoo!” Charles said, giggling a bit, “I miss you!”
“I miss you, too. I’m sorry I caused so much trouble back there. You’d think that I wouldn’t be such a burden, but between those damn Toppats and those androids.” Rupert let out a small sigh as he glared at Amelia, who shrunk back a bit.
“Yeah, Amelia, way to be a jerk and try to rob the place anyway!” Charles said.
“Hey, don’t take your boyfriend’s side just because we have a job to do!” Amelia shouted, “It’s not our fault that there’s fancy jewels that need to be stolen!”
“Ever heard of a thing called self control?” Rupert asked. Amelia rolled her eyes as she summoned a door to leave.
“When you’re done swapping spit, let me know,” Amelia muttered, slamming the door behind her as it dissolved into pixels.
“There’s a screen between us, doofus, we couldn’t kiss even if we wanted to!” Charles said, “But… but I kinda want to…”
“I know…” Rupert said, smiling at him softly, “Say, how long are you going to be out of commission?”
“Longer then Amelia unfortunately. I’ll be done being repaired by this weekend…” Charles said.
“Oh, well that’s perfect! I figured maybe we can go see my mom after you’re done being repaired!” Charles’ eyes widened at this sentiment. He had met Minerva before, but not when he was dating Rupert. Now that he was dating Rupert though, it was going to be extremely awkward, if not strange.
“Are you sure? I don’t know how your mom will react to me dating you,” Charles said.
“Aw, c’mon! She already knows you’re an android, so it’s not like it’s unfamiliar to her in anyway. Besides, I think she’ll like that I’m dating you,” Rupert said.
“I don’t know, it’s not like I’m an official government helicopter pilot anymore,” Charles said, “What if she thinks I’m a bad influence because I hang around Toppats?”
“I think she’ll still like ya! She already likes ya!” Rupert said, “C’mon, don’t be so scared!” Charles twiddled his fingers, pondering it a bit before he nodded his head.
“Alright, it’s been a while since I’ve seen her, so I would love to see Minerva again,” Charles said.
“Great! I’ll pick you up when you message me and we’ll head to her place. We’ll even have dinner there and stay the night. It’ll be like a fun event thing you know,” Rupert said, “I love you. Take care, OK?”
“Love you, too, RooRoo. See ya later!” Charles said as he waved at Rupert. As soon as he was out the door, Amelia entered the scene again, letting out a small sigh.
“Sorry…” Amelia said.
“For being a thief?” Charles said smugly.
“No. For giving your boyfriend lip. You don’t give Dave a hard time, so I shouldn’t be giving Rupert a hard time either,” Amelia said.
“Well, even if Dave could be smart with me, I highly doubt he could be brave enough to actually do it,” Charles chuckled, somewhat joking.
“SHUT UP! Just because he’s not brave doesn’t mean he’s not loyal and caring and sweet and- Ah… I saw red for a second…” Amelia muttered.
“I was just kidding! Dave is a nice guy and I think I like him like that. May the greater ones protect whoever gets on his bad side though…” Charles said.
“What do you mean?” Amelia said, her eyes filled with curiousity.
“Nothing,” Charles said, “It’s just that there’s an old saying: always beware the nice ones.”
“Hehe, yeah… he’d be pretty handsome if he got all steamed… wait why are we talking about this!?!?” Amelia shouted as Charles laughed a little more.
“I hate to interrupt…” The two of them turned to see Dr. Vinschpinsilstien standing over the monitor, smiling a bit fondly at them.
“Amelia, your repairs were a bit simpler so you’ll be free to go by tomorrow,” she said. Amelia looked a bit forlorn as she gazed at Charles before nodding her head.
“I’m sorry Charles, you’ll be here by yourself for a while…” Amelia said.
“It’s OK! Dr. V can keep me company and… I can always message people and play games and stuff to keep myself occupied!” Charles said.
“Barring that sentiment, is there anything else you want me to do while I have you on the table Mr. Calvin?” Dr. Vinschpinsilstien asked. Charles was about to tell her that wasn’t necessary when he suddenly thought of the incident with Amelia and her voice box. He would probably need a new voice box soon too, as it would probably give out at the worst time eventually.
And then, as he ran his hands up his legs, he suddenly thought of something else. Something that had been bothering him since he met Ellie and Amelia…
“Yeah, I do have a few… requests…” Charles said softly. Amelia tipped her head to the side as Dr. Vinschpinsilstien took out a clip board, getting ready to take notes.
- - - - -
Amelia was about to finally leave in two hours. Dr. Vinschpinsilstien just had to run some diagnostics and she would be out of her hair. But there was something itching in the back of her mind while she was waiting. And it concerned Charles’ boyfriend.
The name Rupert sounded very familiar. Almost a little too familiar, like she had heard the name before in conversation or in passing. What about it was so familiar that she felt like it warranted a bit of further investigation?
So she decided to ask her dad about it. He’d been running the clan for a few years and had been in it for a lot longer. So he would know something about this Rupert person.
GlitterToppatGirl: Hey dad can I ask you a question?
ToppatKingReg: Yes, what’s your question dear?
GlitterToppatGirl: Do you know who Rupert is?
ToppatKingReg: You’re going to have to be more specific.
GlitterToppatGirl: I think his last name was um
Prince or something?
ToppatKingReg: Price
GlitterToppatGirl: So you do know him!
ToppatKingReg: And I babysat him when he was quite young. Though I highly doubt he recalls it.
Rupert Price, along with his mother are two very valuable people.
GlitterToppatGirl: How so?
ToppatKingReg: In the fact that Rupert and Minerva both share blood with a Toppat. An agreement was signed that in the event that if one of the two got into law enforcement, for better or worse, they shall not be captured.
GlitterToppatGirl: Really? Is that why we always ignore him?
ToppatKingReg: Yes, indeed. There are a few more people like that, your little boyfriend for instance, but Rupert is one of them.
Which may become a problem later if he becomes captain. Although, back in the day, the government did sometimes rub elbows with us for information…
GlitterToppatGirl: Does Rupert know about this?
ToppatKingReg: That’s only if his mother told him. But for the last few years of that certain Toppats life, she kept him as far away from the clan as possible.
GlitterToppatGirl: Why?
ToppatKingReg: A multitude of reasons I can’t get into right now. Just know that if Rupert doesn’t know, then he has to find out through his mother. And she hasn’t told him well
I can only hope he takes the news well.
Amelia sat in silence before thanking her dad for the information and signing off. She read over the chat log over and over again, trying to think about the best way to bring this up to Charles as a door appeared in her room. It opened and Charles peeked in, grinning really wide.
“Hey, Amelia!”
“No you can’t borrow my body.”
“Like I’d want to! I just wanted to see how excited you were to get back out there because-”
“Charles did you know that Rupert is related to Toppats?” Charles’ eyes widened as he glanced from side to side, as if someone was going to come and sedate him.
“Who told you that? Wait you’re a Toppat so of course you’d know…”
“Yeah, obviously!” Amelia lied, “So you knew too?”
“Um… it came up in conversation at the base when Rupert was being recruited. I was doing background checks for his mother in case she was up to no good and she still had connections to the Toppats. But apparently the only connection she had was the fact that she was related to a former leader,” Charles explained.
“Which one?” Amelia asked, her voice a bit wary.
“Jaques Kensington,” Charles answered.
“HIM!? The guy with the really creepy painting, oh my greater ones, aaaah…” Amelia covered her ears as Charles chuckled.
“It’s true, he’s related to him. Apparently it’s his uncle,” Charles said.
“So does he know he’s related to Toppats?” Amelia asked.
“Uh, no… I mean when he first joined, I asked him if his mom talked about the Toppats, but he just gave me this sour look. If his mom talked about it, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t anything good,” Charles said.
“So you never told him…” Amelia said, “Doesn’t that feel wrong?”
“No, not really. I highly doubt the government forces even care if he knows but… I know they’ve really been keeping him under a microscope because of me. I’d hate to be the reason he doesn’t become a captain, but if he finds out he’s related to a Toppat…”
“Maybe he’ll be fine with it! I mean, as annoying as it is, he’s still a good guy, right? There’s no way he’d go nuts because he found out he’s related to a former Toppat leader. I think he’ll be fine. Maybe you should talk to him about it,” Amelia suggested.
“What? Why?” Charles said, “I know that it’s not technically secret and I don’t HAVE to keep it secret, but what if he finds out and he spirals?”
“He seems a lot more mentally stable then Dave. And he still jumps every time he sees my dad,” Amelia said before looking at her UI, “I gotta go plug in. But think about it! I mean it can’t hurt to let him know right?” Charles summoned a door and exited Amelia’s headspace, heading back to his own quickly as he sighed, pondering what Amelia said.
Maybe he should talk to Minerva about this first. So he could get a good idea of how to approach this...
- - - - -
The weekend had come just like that as Rupert approached Dr. Vinschpinsilstien’s office, opening the door and sitting in the waiting area, trying to relax as he waited for Charles to be relieved. Charles had been pretty excited to get out ever since yesterday, talking about how he hoped Rupert would like what he saw.
He didn’t really understand, in all honesty. Was Charles getting a new pair of legs? Or was he going to be taller? Oh greater ones above, he hoped he wasn’t about to be taller, he could already barely reach him as it was-
“ROOROO!!” He heard the familiar excited voice as Charles opened the doors, running excitedly towards him as Rupert stood up, being wrapped up in a big hug.
“Oh I missed doing that so much! And looky! Do you notice anything different?” Charles asked. Rupert squinted at him as he tried to figure out what Charles was talking about and his eyes widened when he saw that he definitely was different. While they weren’t prominent or noticeable, on his chest were a pair of breasts. He also looked a bit curvier then usual, his figure almost soft and serene compared to the stocky body he once had. Rupert was stunned as Charles turned over and over, smiling widely at him.
“Don’t I look great?! Dr. V gave me a whole makeover and everything! Now I look just how I feel!” Charles said.
“Uh, great? Any changes on the gender front?” Rupert asked.
“I’m still using the same pronouns. As for my gender… today’s Saturday right?” Charles said.
“That never mattered in your process of picking genders,” Rupert said as Charles giggled.
“Yeah, yeah I know. Um… do you think your mom will be uncomfortable with it?” Charles asked.
“Why do you care? Mom was always about this kind of stuff,” Rupert said. Charles thanked Dr. Vinschpinsilstien for the repairs as they headed out onto the street, being assaulted by the heat as Rupert put his hand over his eyes.
“Hell, I think she’ll like your new look. Speaking of which, and you don’t have to elaborate if you’re not comfortable, but was there any reason in particular that you wanted this kind of change?” Rupert asked as he took out his phone to call a cab.
“Oh, um, well…” Charles’ shoulders slumped as he thought about it.
“Like I said, it’s OK if you don’t wanna talk about it,” Rupert said.
“No, it’s fine! It’s just that after I met Ellie, I started thinking about this kind of stuff more. I thought about it a bit whenever before I met her, but it was more of a recent development that made me realize I really hated the way I looked,” Charles said, “Sometimes I would go out wishing no one would look at me because I felt so stupid looking in my current body. I would sometimes hide in my room because I just didn’t want people to look at me.
“Eventually when I found out Amelia got her height changed because she wanted to appear taller, I thought to myself, if she can change her body to suit her needs and how she felt on the inside, why not me? So I asked Dr. V to go off a sketch I made a while back and she was able to do it for me. I mean, it’s not much, but I feel so much happier now. I want people to see me now and see how I look, because how I look on the outside now finally matches how I feel on the inside…” Rupert felt like he could relate to this.
For the longest time, when he was younger, he had always felt the same way. That he didn’t like the way he looked and felt about himself. Even the gender that he had been assigned at birth felt awful and wrong. When he wanted to make the decision to transition, his mother was in full support. His step-father, however, wasn’t and even after he was kicked out when he turned ten he harassed them for almost three years before they moved from Greenwich to West Mesa.
He wondered, sometimes when he felt truly awful, if his step father would ever find them again. Would he even recognize Rupert, the way he is now?
“Are you OK?” Charles asked.
“Uh… no not really but…” Rupert tried to force a smile, “I’m not gonna let the past get me down you know. Let’s just go see my mom now.”
“Um, OK! I hope I haven’t said anything to upset you,” Charles said softly as the cab approached the curb.
On the car ride there, they decided to change the subject and talk about various things and in about a few minutes they were in front of Minerva’s house. Rupert opened the door as Charles ran out, almost tripping over the curb as he bounced up and down. Rupert chuckled as Charles beckoned for him to hurry up, as if he wasn’t nervous just a few moments ago. He rung the doorbell as Rupert approached the door himself.
Finally, the door opened and Minerva smiled as she saw Charles and Rupert.
“Rupert, my boy, come here…” Minerva opened her arms for a hug as Rupert practically barreled into her.
“And Charlie, my you’ve… changed a bit actually!” Minerva said, “Honestly, I wish I was an android. Then I could something about this extra weight, woof…”
“I think you look perfect just the way you are, Minerva!” Charles said as they headed inside.
“See, that’s why I like you!” Minerva said, as she allowed them to enter as Charles took a seat on the couch and Rupert sat next to him.
“You haven’t come to visit in a while, Rupert. It must be important if you’re here though,” Minerva said.
“Oh it��s nothing. I was picking up Charlie from his repairs and I thought while I was in town, I would stop by and see you,” Rupert said.
“Well, that’s wonderful. I’ll have some tea and snacks ready in a bit. And Charlie, I have some old cups that I need to get rid of that you can snack on as well,” Minerva said.
“Thank you, Minerva!” Charles said as she left to prepare said dishes. Charles glanced at Rupert, who had taken it upon himself to lay on his shoulder. He smiled as he wrapped his arm around his shoulder as Minerva re-entered the room, pausing at the scene and smiling a bit.
“I see you two are a bit comfortable, aren’t ya?” she said as she set down a tray onto the coffee table. Charles reached forward and grabbed an old cup before taking a bite out of it.
“Well, it’s just that… Rupert and I, we’re um…” Charles started to say.
“We’re dating now. We’re a couple,” Rupert said.
“Oooo, I knew the minute you walked into this house for the first time you would be the one! Rupert was always friendly with Dave, but I could never see them getting along like that. But you two… you two are like the perfect couple!” Minerva clapped her hands together as Charles giggled and Rupert blushed.
“I’m glad that you understand all this, despite the fact that Charlie is an android,” Rupert said.
“Well, as long as you’re comfortable with him living longer than ya, I don’t see why it’s a problem,” Minerva said, “But maybe you’ll figure out a way to live forever soon. Maybe…” Minerva got a sort of forlorn look in her eyes she said this as Rupert cleared his throat.
“Eheh, anyway, we’re gonna be staying the night, so I hope you don’t mind cooking dinner for two more,” Rupert said, “I figured since it’s been a while since I’ve been home, I would at least come and visit.”
“Oh, how thoughtful of you. Charlie, will you be staying as well?”
“Duh!” Charles said, “It’s a sleepover!”
“That sounds lovely! Your room is all made up still. Well, it’s a guest bedroom now, but it was your room,” Minerva said.
“I know what you mean mom. Call us downstairs when you’re ready to go shopping,” Rupert said, as he got up to head upstairs.
“What do you want for dinner then?” Rupert thought about it for a moment, before he leaned over the railing of the stairs.
“I want shephard’s pie!” Rupert said, “You make the best shephard’s pie in the world!”
“Aye, then I’ll make shephard’s pie. I’ll let you know when I’m ready to go,” Minerva said as Rupert practically skipped up the stairs. Charles suddenly thought of something. This would be the perfect opportunity to confront Minerva about what he described as “you know what.” The question was, however, what was going to stop Rupert from deciding to come back downstairs and actually interrupt what they were talking about.
“Hey Charlie,” Rupert said. Charles jumped as Rupert tipped his head to the side curiously.
“I was just gonna let you know that uh… geez my mom’s gonna hate me for this, but I’m gonna take a nap for a bit before we go to the store,” Rupert said, “I know that it’ll be a bit lonely, but maybe you can find something to do while you’re waiting for me to wake up!”
That couldn’t have been more convenient, Charles thought as he smiled at him.
“That’s fine! I’ll let Minerva know that you’re sleeping,” Charles said. Rupert chuckled sheepishly as he headed back to his bedroom.
“Sleep well,” Charles said, silently thanking the greater ones above that Rupert picked now to take a nap. He had about forty five minutes if he was correct which meant that he could at least ask Minerva about it. He started down the stairs as he saw Minerva cleaning up the coffee table.
Minerva glanced up to see Charles smiling at her and she chuckled nervously as Charles helped her out.
“I’m surprised you’re not upstairs with Rupert right now,” Minerva said, “I wish I could entertain ya a bit more, but I’m behind on a bit of… gardening… so I can’t-”
“Minerva, it’s me, remember?” Charles said, raising an eyebrow. Minerva glanced to the side before leaning forward.
“How long do we have?” she asked.
“About forty five minutes,” Charles said.
“Yes, I was gonna do some CCC work,” Minerva said. Charles sighed as he helped her carry everything to the kitchen to be washed up. A while ago, he had pestered Minerva about her career and found out that she was, indeed, a CCC employee. Many of the employees were very secretive and reserved, but thanks to some good word from Ellias Bahtchin, he was able to have clearance to at least know that she was an employee. As for her coworkers, they were still a complete mystery.
“I’m glad you’re at least understanding about it. Though considering you were going to become a CCC ‘employee’ yourself, of course you’d understand,” Minerva said.
“Well, I’m not, but that’s not what I wanted to talk about. I wanted to talk about Jaques,” Charles said. Minerva nearly dropped the cup she was holding as her eyes grew distant, feeling a wave of discomfort wash over her before she shook her head.
“I don’t know that guy. I don’t talk about Jaques,” Minerva said.
“Why?” Charles said. Minerva pursed her lips as she took a shaky breath before she shook her head.
“My son… he doesn’t even know who his uncle truly was. As far as things were concerned, his uncle was secret agent of some kind. He wanted to be like him when he was older. He didn’t know that he wasn’t a secret agent but a Toppat!” Minerva said, “I didn’t have the heart to tell him. Greater ones above, I don’t even know if he remembers talking to those kids or even interacting with everyone. All things considered, he probably thought it was just a dream he had or a memory he made up,” Minerva said.
“The CCC has a lot of interesting tools. Maybe one of those tools could erase the memories of someone…” Charles said.
“I never stoop that low. Rupert just ended up pushing those memories out of his head on his own,” Minerva said, “Cross my heart. I would never, EVER mess with my son’s head. Even if I had a good reason to.” Charles narrowed his eyes Minerva but she didn’t seem to be lying.
“Alright, I believe you. But that still doesn’t change one fact,” Charles said, “You haven’t been completely honest with him.”
“Trust me, I want to tell him. I really do,” Minerva said, “I don’t feel right keeping it secret from him, but if he found out, he wouldn’t… come out the same.”
“Rupert is a lot stronger then you think, Minerva. Maybe he’ll take the news well,” Charles said. Minerva shook her head.
“He loves to do that, you know. Bottle his emotions and act like such a big shot, even though he isn’t. He gets it from me, honestly. Just bottling emotion after emotion and not letting them out in a healthy way. There are times when he’s…” Minerva suddenly turned away as if not to reveal something before she sighed.
“Either way… he’s not as emotionally stable as you think he is. I don’t know how he’d react to it, but I don’t think he’d react very well. Especially considering how long I kept it from him,” Minerva said.
“Have you considered telling him?”
“Every damn day, Charlie, every damn day! But greater ones above, every time I think about telling him, something inside of me just crawls out and stops me from doing it! I don’t know what to do or how to approach it. I already know how badly he’d react if he heard from you. But if he heard from me… oh greater ones above he’d probably hate me,” Minerva said, “He’s said it before, when he was young and didn’t know better but if…” Minerva started to tear up as Charles hugged her tightly, trying to comfort her the best he could.
“I care about him so much… if anything happened to him... If anything happened to him at all…” Minerva said.
“It’ll be alright. Look maybe we should do it together. At dinner, I mean. He’ll be in a good mood anyway because he’ll be eating his favorite food, so maybe it’ll soften the blow a bit,” Charles said.
“You mean you know?” Minerva asked as she wiped her tears.
“I was a former government agent. They didn’t erase my memories,” Charles said.
“Oh no, you got kicked out? What happened?” Minerva said.
“I… met a friend in the Toppats. They didn’t take it too well,” Charles said. Minerva shook her head as she patted him on the shoulder.
“I’m sorry to hear,” Minerva said, “It must have been really devastating.”
“Oh, don’t worry, it’s fine! I’ve got a band now and I’m actually happier now then I’ve been before!” Charles said, “So I’m not gonna worry too much!” Minerva smiled softly to herself as she let out a small sigh.
“Well at least one of us will be happy after tonight.”
- - - - -
Charles decided to help Minerva with a few chores after she had a good cry and by the time Rupert woke up, he ended up helping Minerva clean out the fridge, which had earned her some scolding from him.
Either way, by the time the three of them were done, they both piled into Minerva’s car to go do some shopping. Once they got back, they helped Minerva prepare dinner together before they sat at the table in the kitchen, getting ready to eat. Rupert was practically bouncing in his chair as Minerva passed him some shephard’s pie, his mouth water as he took a huge bite.
“Mmmmm… mom you make the best shephard’s pie, I swear!” Rupert said, his mouth half full.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Rupert,” Minerva scolded as Charles took a bite of his own, being careful not to bite the fork in the process.
“I’m surprised you can eat food like this without short circuiting, Charlie,” Minerva said.
“I can eat anything as long as my nanites can digest it. But I can’t drink stuff,” Charles said, giving her a look. Minerva knew what it meant. She was trying to dodge the obvious as she glanced to the side, almost a little ticked off.
“Mom? What’s going on?” Rupert asked, noticing the behavior immediately.
“Ah, well…” Minerva took a deep breath, trying to figure out how to word what she was going to say.
“Charlie, did mom say anything to you after I told you about my nap?” Rupert asked.
“Not anything important apparently,” Charles said, a bit of ice in his tone as Minerva glared at him.
“Charles!” Minerva hissed as Rupert shrunk back. Minerva flinched when she saw the look on her son’s face as she shook her head rapidly.
“I’m sorry, but I have something very important to tell you about our family!” Minerva said. Rupert tipped his head to the side before gasping.
“My uncles back from his long mission!?”
“What!?” Charles was almost shocked to hear this as Minerva tried to look innocent before gently laughing.
“No… no dear, not that,” Minerva said, “Uncle Jaques… never went on a long and dangerous mission. He never went anywhere, t-technically.”
“What? What are you talking about?” Rupert asked.
“You see, your Uncle Jaques was a very, very intelligent man. He was clever and wise, but above all else he was kind and charitable. But… he was also not a part of a secret government organization,” Minerva explained. Charles almost bit into his fork when he heard this, feeling a wave of disbelief as Rupert chuckled, glancing to the side nervously.
“I kinda figured. I mean, I guess you can’t talk about secret organizations if they exist, but I asked some people around the government base and-”
“Your uncle was a Toppat, Rupert!”
The silence that fell over the table was deafening, as Charles glanced away awkwardly and Rupert had a look of disbelief on his face. Suddenly he started to laugh, almost forcibly so as Minerva looked at him in shock.
“Bahahaha! Mom, that was a good one! Seriously, you’re telling me that Uncle Jaques along with Reggie and Terry-” Suddenly it all clicked into Rupert’s mind as his mouth gaped open. Charles felt himself overheating from all the suspense as Rupert glanced at the table, then at Minerva, then at Charles.
“Wait… you weren’t kidding? Reggie… was… Reginald… and he was… he was my…” Rupert put his hands into his head as Minerva sighed.
“I’ve been wanting to tell you for the longest time, Rupert, I promise, but I didn’t know how to tell you. And then when you started going on about being a police officer and trying to be something so you potentially join that secret government organization, I didn’t have the heart to tell you. I don’t know, it’s just-”
“Have you been talking to them?” Minerva stopped speaking as Rupert looked up, a dark look in his eyes.
“No… well, yes, but not really. I mean-”
“So you’re a Toppat too!”
“I’m not, I just talk to them!”
“You might as well be!” Rupert shouted.
“Uh, Rupert I hate to interrupt but by that logic I think I’m a Toppat, too,” Charles said meekly. Rupert suddenly threw his fork as Charles as he dodged it, his eyes wide.
“Rupert!!” Charles and Minerva shouted.
“YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST KEEP SOMETHING LIKE THIS FROM ME AND ACT LIKE IT’S SOME BIG JOKE ONCE YOU TELL ME?!?” Rupert shouted, “I can’t believe this! My own mom… rubbing elbows with Toppats!”
“If it wasn’t for the Toppats, we wouldn’t have a damn roof over our heads!” Minerva shouted, “You should be lucky that you uncle Jaques was the leader of them at one point otherwise we’d have been on the streets for a huge chunk of your life!”
“I would rather be homeless then rely on Toppats! They’re the scum of the earth, mom! They were literally going to build a SPACE STATION so they could rob WHOEVER THEY WANTED! Is that what you want!?”
“IT’S THE CYCLE OF LIFE, RUPERT! Everything exists in a balance!”
“SCREW THE BALANCE!” Rupert shoved his plate forward, causing a huge mess as he stomped out of the kitchen up the stairs and slammed a door as Charles peered up from under the table.
“Sorry… I didn’t mean to-”
“It’s not your fault, it’s mine. If I had told him sooner, things wouldn’t have turned out like this…” Minerva said, sitting down.
“Maybe… maybe I should talk to him,” Charles said, “Do you want to come with me?”
“I think the last person he wants to see is me right now. But if you wanna become pavement in his war path, then be my guest…” Minerva said. Charles squinted his eyes at her before heading up the stairs, walking towards the bedroom door and knocking gently as he heard a pillow being thrown at the door.
“Rupert, it’s me,” Charles said softly.
“Go away,” Rupert said loudly from the other side.
“I’m coming in anyway, no matter how many pillows you throw at me!” Charles said. He opened the door as Rupert threw another pillow at him. It missed and hit the wall next to him, nearly knocking down a portrait as he closed the door behind him.
“I know this is a big shock to you, but I don’t think there’s anything bad about being related to Toppats. You’re still you and you’re still a great soldier and you’ll be a great captain too,” Charles said. Rupert kept silent as Charles went to sit on his bed.
“It’s not really a big deal, honestly! I’m not saying that you should be honored, but the Toppats are pretty strong. Having relatives like that doesn’t seem half bad honestly, I mean it could be worse!”
Rupert was silent as he lifted his head up, a torrent of rage in his eyes.
“It’s not a big deal huh… it’s not a big deal to be related to scummy Toppats… That’s the most BULLSHIT THING I’VE EVER HEARD CHARLES!”
“But, but I-”
“BUT WHAT!? I’m supposed to think that you saying all that is some kind of cure. ‘Oh, so you’re related to Toppats, get over it already!’ That may have worked for you when you found out about Project SAI but some people are different Charles!”
“Because you’re letting something like this determine who you are, Rupert! Are you seriously gonna be bent out of shape because you’re related to Toppats?!”
“You don’t know anything about who I am! We’ve been dating for what, a few months? And you’ve known me for longer then that, but you never grew up with me, you never had a damn childhood to begin with because you’re a machine!” Rupert suddenly heard what he just said as Charles’ eyes grew cold, his hand reaching for the door knob.
“I’m gonna ask Minerva if I can sleep on the couch tonight,” Charles said softly, “Because clearly you don’t need a ‘machine’s’ company.”
“Wait, Charlie, I didn’t-”
“GOOD NIGHT RUPERT!” The door slammed as Rupert suddenly felt cold all over. His mind raced with thoughts as he felt sick to his stomach, placing his hands over his head as he knelt, trying to keep his breathing even.
He’s right. You should just get over it!
Oh come on, it was so unnecessary for him to act like that, and besides, you’re right he’s just a machine!
But he was only trying to make you feel better! After all, he’s right, this doesn’t change who you are!
Do you even know who you are?
Rupert suddenly had an epiphany, enough to make him feel queasy.
Do I even know who I am?
- - - - -
Morning rose over the Price household as Charles found himself waking up at exactly nine AM, feeling proud that he managed to wake up despite the time he actually fell asleep. Most of the night was spent comforting Minerva and reassuring her and as it turns out, he ended up falling asleep in her bedroom instead of on the couch she had set up for him. It didn’t matter to him as much as he stretched and headed out the door.
“Good morning,” Minerva said, “How are you feeling?”
“A lot better. I’m gonna have to apologize to Rupert,” Charles said.
“Let’s go up there and apologize together. Then we can have breakfast and talk about this like adults,” Minerva said as she followed Charles up the stairs. Charles knocked on the door, opening it gently as he peered in before his stomach dropped.
He saw the window open in the bedroom, along with several blankets tied together to make a rope. And Rupert, obviously, was gone.
“RUPERT!?” Charles shouted, “RUPERT!?!?”
“WHAT!?” Minerva practically bowled him over as she ran inside and ran towards the window, grasping the window sill as she stared out in horror.
“Oh my greater ones above… oh no no no no NO!” Minerva shouted, covering her head as she knelt down.
“Who knows where he might have gone…” Charles said, “I’m gonna try to message him.”
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“He’s not answering…” Charles said.
“Did you hear a ping just now?” Minerva asked. Charles suddenly messaged Rupert again and along with getting the “I’m busy” message, he heard a small ping in the room. Charles glanced over the room and saw that Rupert’s cell phone was sitting on the side dresser.
“He used to do this all the time. He’d sneak out to see friends, cause trouble, and such, but for some reason… for some reason I didn’t think he’d do it now. Where would he go?” Minerva said softly.
“Ask some of the neighbors if they’ve seen him. I’m gonna contact everyone I know and see if they’ve seen him,” Charles said. Charles got to work messaging everybody he could while Minerva steadily walked out the door, looking forlornly at the open window.
How did it come to this?
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