I was loosing, badly. She apparently has super strength. I can hardly keep up with her punches. I am trying to heal myself as I am being tossed around like a salad. Omega can also generate her own energy from her hands. Which she abuses constantly.
I never thought I'd say this, but I can't beat her. I'm going to have to swallow some pride here. While peeling my face off the wall, I said, "Your name's Omega, isn't it? Or is that your real name?" She said, "I am Omega, servant of Master Bishop, and the ultimate weapon of the Archer Organization. Nothing more, and nothing less." I was facing her now. I said, "Look, I know Bishop hasn't been treating you very well. You don't have to do what he says." She stopped. She was thinking. "I am just a weapon. You are a failed experiment." "I am who I choose to be. I think you should be able to choose too." She looked at me. I saw something in her eyes. She said, "But, what else can I be, if not a servant?" I walked a little closer, most of my wounds have healed. "You could be free, for starters." She looked at me. And then she blasted down the door she came through.
Meanwhile........
I was downloading info from this machine. He seemed really honest about not knowing anything. He even seemed to actually care for us. Just like the real Cyrus. But that's impossible, its a machine. Machines don't have emotions, unless they've been programed with them. I saw that in a documentary ounce. These codes look familiar, they look just like the ones I've seen on.......
Oh My God. "Arsenal?" I said without meaning to. The others looked at me questioningly. Megan said, "Arsenal?" I said, "Yes, these codes indicate that Arsenal was etched out into a new body, and he had his programming written over. But his new programming malfunctioned. I could try to regain it, but now those codes are saying to kill us." Megan and Magnet gulped. Sara was right behind me. She said, "Can you get Arsenal back? Maybe he can help us find Cyrus." I thought about it. Before I could answer, Metal Cyrus got up. I guess Magnet's not holding him anymore. He said, "If I really am a friend of yours, then I'd be happy to help find the real Cyrus." He looked at his arm. "I guess its the least I could do. It'll give me some sort of purpose." His skin was a sort of rubber that felt real, so it wasn't like a Terminator scene or anything. He took his forearm and ripped off the rubber on it, exposing the robot skeleton underneath even further. Angie came in. She said, "Is everything OK in here?" She saw the look on every one's faces. "I guess not." Before I could say anything Sara said, "Its OK. We're just getting ready to save Cyrus." Viktor started snickering, "Us? Saving Him? Oh, I am never going to let that one go!"
While the family went back inside talking, I came up with a plan. And it won't be pretty.
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