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Path of the Renegade	By : oldwolf Category: +M through R > Reboot Views: 6428 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Path of the Renegade.
- 1
A short time later, the pair looks up as they hear the footsteps approaching. Instantly, Frisket’s on the defensive with a deep, menacing growl to the intruder and Enzo’s on his feet, the trident poised for battle.
They see a tall, well-built male sprite come around a corner twenty feet from them.
“Sidewinder Shield!”
The trio looks on as the keytool on the man’s wrist realigns itself and projects a protective shield around the man.
No one moves for a minute, then the man says, “Kid, you can put the weapon down, I’m not gonna hurt you. I’m looking for a virus that needs deleting, you seen him?”
Enzo’s guard never waivers and his young voice is strong with anger and hatred as he replies, “You’re a little late for that; I’ve already deleted him.”
Concern crosses the older man’s scarred face as he says, “Kid, please tell me what happened.”
AndrAIa stands up, using her friend’s body as cover, and lays a gentle hand on his shoulder.
“Tell your keytool to stand down and we can talk,” the young game sprite manages.
“Sidewinder, dissipate.”
The keytool reverts to its standby mode, but Enzo’s guard doesn’t move.
AndrAIa whispers to Enzo, “Please lower the trident.”
Slowly, and with evident reluctance, Enzo lowers the trident before returning it to its standby mode. His right hand goes to cover his right eye.
The man takes a cautious step towards the children, when Frisket forcibly reminds him that he’d best watch his step by issuing a threatening bark.
AndrAIa gently squeezes Enzo’s shoulder. /p>
Nodding, he says, “Frisket, down.”
"Courier New"'>The big junkyard dog pads over to his master and stands by his side, glaring at the newcomer.
“I’m Bill, what are your names?”
Enzo just glares at the man, while AndrAIa says in a weakening voice, “I’m AndrAIa. These are Enzo and Frisket.”
e'>Bill takes a careful step forward so as not to provoke any negative reactions from the group.
Heartened that no one attacked him, he takes ano ste step and says, “Now, can you tell me what happened here and where that virus is?”
Enzo’s voice still has tinges of anger as he realizes that this sprite isn’t an enemy. “I won’t tell you what happened, but I can tell you that the virus is deleted.” He then points at the nearly decapitated body of the virus.
The sprite’s eyes follow Enzo’s finger and he smiles, “Sorry, kid, I didn’t even see it there.spanspan>You were holding all my attention, something that doesn’t happen a lot.”
“That’s nice, now where’re the recovery teams?”
“They’re on their way. What happened?”
“The Game Cube dropped us here. I was injured in the Game. *That* piece of shit hit us before we even knew he was there.”
Bill continues forward until he’s only a few ferom rom the trio when he notices AndrAIa’s state of undress.
Hatred flashes in the sprite’s eyes as he reaches several conclusions. “Enzo, AndrAIa, you don’t have to tell me what happened, I think I can guess, that viruses habits are well documented.”
Then they hear the sirens announcing the arrival of the CPUs.
Enzo feels the hand on his shoulder slip away and he turns to see AndrAIa on the ground passed out.
One of the med techs asks the man, “Guardian Bill, are you alright?”
“I’m fine, but the girl needs medical attention, isn’t that right, Enzo?”
Enzo nods his head and stands aside.
Frisket looks at Enzo as Med Teams rush over to the group.
They hesitate only a second upon seeing the giant dog. AndrAIa is quickly bundled up and loaded into an ambulance.
“Come on kid, let’s go and meet Maurey, our Command dot Com.”
“If you don’t mind, I’d rather go keep an eye on AndrAIa. Besides,” he says grudgingly, “I need a doctor as well.”
Bill looks the kid over for a second, “Whatcha need a doctor for?”
Enzo points at his eye.
Bill waves over some med techs over as he cautiously walks over to the boy. Bill gasps as he sees what’s happened to the boy’s face.
One of the med techs binomes reaches into his bag and produces a palm sized cylinder.
He presses on end against Enzo’s exposed arm and Enzo hears a hissing sound before unconsciousness overwhelms him.p>

An indeterminable length of time later, Enzo wakes up in a hospital room.
He looks around, panicking when he sees neither AndrAIa nor Frisket.
Enzo grabs something off the table next to his bed and rolls off the bed as the door opens. As soon as the door’s open wide enough, Enzo hurls the object at the opening.
The figure thas cos coming through the door ducks and curses before saying, “Enzo, it’s alright. It’s me, Bill. Can I come in?”
Still concerned, Enzo replies, “Sure.”
Bill cautiously pokes his head around the corner before he enters the room.
“Kid, you’ve got nasty aim. If I hadn’t been a Guardian, you’d have knocked my block off with that throw.”
He receives a glare for his jovial comment, “Where’s AndrAIa and Frisket?”
“Easy, Enzo, they had to sedate your dog, otherwise he wouldn’t have let anyone near you. AndrAIa’s recovering in another room, would you like to go ser?”
“Yes, also, I’d like thatdentdent back.”
Bill reaches his hand behind his back, pulls out AndrAIa’s trident, and tosses it to Enzo, “There you go, kid, just please look before you shoot someone.” Even though Bill’s voice is dead serious, he has a comedic grin on fac face.
Enzo nods his head solemnly, “I’ll try.” He then looks for someplace to attach the trident, until he realizes he’s wearing a hospital gown. Enzo double-taps his Icon and in a flash, the gown is replaced by his Guardian attire, then he says, “Let’s go see AndrAIa.”
Enzo follows Bill out the door.
They go to the room next to Enzo’s. “I figured you two would want to stay as close as you could.spanspan>I’ll make sure no one disturbs you two until you’re ready.”
With that, he leaves the room, closing the door behind him.
Enzo walks over to the bed and sees AndrAIa lying there, unconscious.
He sees a chair sitting next to the head of the bed and picks up AndrAIa’s hand.
Silent tears flow down one side of his face as he sits in quiet vigil over his fallen friend.
A few hours later, the door opens just enough to admit Frisket before closing again.
The big dog pads over to the foot of the bed to lay down, a second sentinel.
A time later, the door once again op This time Bill sticks his head in the door. “Enzo, the doctors need to tend to AndrAIa. It’s pretty private tending, why don’t you wait out here?”
Enzo stands to leave the room, “Frisket, stay.”
The nurse looks at the big dog, obviously hesitant to be in an enclosed space with such a formidable creature.
Bill closes the door behind Enzo and then hands the sprite a food package. “I thought you’d be hungry.”
Enzo nods his head before tearing into the food.
Bill continues to talk as Enzo eats. “I should apologize for when we met. I thought that cut on you face was an old wound. Would you please tell me how you got that injury?”
Enzo quickly swallows the food in his mouth before saying, “A burning trident in a fighting game.” He then resumes eating like a starving sprite.
“Speaking of Games, how’d you two come out of a Game Cube anyways?”
Once again taking the time to force half-chewed food down his throat, Enzo says, “We lost the game where I got this,” he points to his eye, “and I think we were in suspended animation until the last Game, which I’m guessing AndrAIa won.”
Enzo once again teanto nto what’s left of the food package, while Bill digests what he’s been told.
“What was the last Game?”
Enzo tosses the remains of the package into a Trash bin, “Got me. I was mostly passed out from the injuries I’d received. I didn’t wake up until we were already in the system.”
Bill looks up and down the corridor, making sure no one else is there. “Enzo, I’m going to ask you a straight question. Now, you are well within your rights to tell me to go to Hell, but I’d appreciate a simple, and straightforward, yes or no. Was AndrAIa raped?”

Enzo’s quiet for a moment, confirming Bill’s suspicions, before he says, “Go to Hell.”
“That’s what I thought. I’m sorry Enzo, both for you and for AndrAIa. I’ll help in any way I can.”
“If you want to help, then teach us how to fight, so nothing like this can ever happen again.”
Bill takes a long look at Enzo, especially his clothes.
“You’re too young to have attended the Academy already, so where’d you get the Guardian Protocols?”
“From Guardian Bob. He uploaded the protocols into my Icon.”
Bill nods his head, “What’s his number?”
“He was Guardian 452.”
“Just as I thought. I owe one to Bob, so, yeah, I’ll train both of you, kid. I can’t guarantee that nothing’ll happen in the future, but I can make you better prepared for whatever happens.”
A binome doctor waddles up to Enzo and says, “You’re the injured sprite that came out of the Game Cube?”
Enzo give an impatient, “Yeah.”
“Well, I have some good news and some bad news. The bad news is that your natural eye is a complete loss. However, we have some experimental technology that we think can replace the eye.”
The young sprite merely nods his head.
“When do you want to do the surgery?”
“When will AndrAIa wake up?”
Bill speaks up, “She should wake up any time now.”
“As soon as I’m sure she’ll be ok, we can do that surgery. What’s the price tag going to be?”
Bill gives him a big grin, “You bought this, kid, when you deleted Obsidian.”
“The Virus?”
“Yup.”
Another nod from a distracted Enzo is the only indicator that he’s paying attention.
“Hey doc, ya mind taking off?”
“Since my patient seems to have his mind elsewhere, I have other duties to tend to, Guardian.”
The binome waddles down the hall. As soon as he’s out of hearing range, Bill asks, “Enzo, when you came to, why didn’t you use your keytool to delete the virus?”
Enzo holds out his hand, palm up, with Glitch in it. “Glitch, sword.”
The keytool emits several unhealthy noises and shoot off a few sparks, before it settles back down, in its original shape.
Enzo’s still staring at the door as he reattaches Glitch to his belt, “Glitch was broken when I received him.”
“Is it good for anything now?”
“It can still do a Game Scan, but that’s about it.”
“If you like, I can have Sidewinder upload the software to do a System Scan. It lets you know if there are any Ports in the system, how stable it is, that kind of thing.”
“I’d appreciate it.”
“Sidewinder, link with Glitch and download System Scan software.”
Both keytools beep for several seconds before settling down.
“There you go, kid. Bob never saw the need for the software, but I think you’re going to be traveling a lot more than he ever did.”
“Thanks.”
The nurse opens the door. “Young man, that is one very rowdy dog you’ve got there.”
The young sprite smiles. “I know.”
“Well, your friend is awake and asking for you.”
“Thanks.”
Enzo goes right to AndrAIa’s bedside.
"Courier New"'>He quickly takes one of her hands in his. “You really had me scared for a while there.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry about. You did everything that you could.”
Silence reigns for several minutes before Enzo speaks again.
“They’ve offered me a chance at an operation that should be able to replace my eye.”
She looks at him with concern. “What’s the drawback?”
“I don’t know how long I’ll be out of commission. I won’t do the operation if you want me to stay completely available while you recover.”
She smiles, knowing that she has to word this very carefully. “Enzo, please have the operation. That way, we’ll be able to get going again at about the same time.”
“Are you sure, AndrAIa?”
“Pove.”ve.”
Nodding his head, he says, “I’ll go set it up now if it’s alright with you.”
He receives a smile and a nod in response.
Enzo steps outside and says, “Bill, contact that dumbass doctor and have him make arrangements for that surgery.”
“When do you want to do it?”
“As soon as possible. I want to be ready to go as soon as possible.”
“Understood. We should be able to go before the end of the day.”
“Just let me know when you’re ready.”
With that, the young sprite returns to his fallen friend’s bedside and they speak of nothing of consequence.
Several hours later, there’s a knock on the door. “They’re ready, Enzo.”
“I’ll be back as soon as I can, AndrAIa.”
“See you in a bit, Enzo.”
The same binome doctor is waiting for Enzo outside the door.
“I’m glad you decided to accept our offer, young man.”
“Can the crap, I just want to get this done so I can get back to AndrAIa as soon as possible.”
“Understood. If you’ll just lay on the gurney, we’ll give you a shot to put you out, and you should be back here in a couple of hours.
“Now, about the specifics of the operation. We plan to implant the coding for the eye directly into your own coding. If things go as planned, it should result in flawless assimilation of the eye.”
“And if things don’t go as planned?”
“Don’t ask.”
Enzo reluctantly lies down on the mobile bed and the doctor presses a cylinder like the one before to his arm. There’s a hiss and then darkness.
AndrAIa walks out to see Enzo unconscious on a mobile bed. She looks at Bill before asking, “Is there someplace I could wait for him? That room is getting pretty stagnant.”
The scared Guardian smiles at the young girl. “Sure, missy, this way.”
Bill shows AndrAIa to a waiting room just outside the operating theater, where he takes a seat. “You might as well sit down, there’s not going to be any news for quite a while.”
She sighs, “I know, but I can’t seem to sit still for very long. I get restless.”
“I know the feeling.” Bill gives AndrAIa a hard look for a second before continuing. “AndrAIa, I know what happened to you. I know what Obsidian did to you, what that virus did to you. His patterns are well documented. If you ever want to talk, no matter what, I’ll make the time.”
In a very quiet voice, AndrAIa says, “Did Enzo tell you?”
“Kinda. I asked him what’d happened; he hesitated just long enough to confirm what I’d thought before he told me to go to Hell.”
Bill spends the next several hours simply watching AndrAIa pace the waiting room and refilling his cup of coffee.
Suddenly, the Operating light goes off. A few seconds later, the binome doctor waddles out with a grim look on his face. “Well, we’re done.”
Enzo awakes to blinding pain emanating from his face. He opens his eyes to see AndrAIa sitting next to him.
“Enzo, relax, everything’s okay. The operation was a complete success.”
Enzo clenches his teeth to keep from cursing up a storm.
AndrAIa takes in her friend’s face before reaching to the table next to the bed. pills to Enzo. “The doctor said that these should help with the pain.”
Enzo reluctantly unclenches his teeth long enough to swallow the pills.
They settle into a comfortable silence, each enjoying the presence of one of their only reminders of home.
An hour later, the pills start to kick in and Enzo can manage some rudimentary civil conversation.
AndrAIa crawls into the bed with Enzo, her needing the comfort of his arms and him needing the soothing of her presence.
Just before sleep claims him, Enzo thinks, “I’ve lost everything I’ve ever loved - Bob, Dot, and Mainframe. By the Code, AndrAIa, I swear I won’t lose you, too.”
In the morning, the two are awoken to a sickeningly sweet, “What a lovely picture.”
Enzo’s moving at the first sound; before he even realizes it, he’s grabbed the trash bin and thrown it at the source of the noise.
“Whoa, shit,” Enzo can finally place the voice as Bill’s.
Then the pain returns tenfold.
Enzo drops to his knees and clutches his eye in pain.
“Kid, you’ve really got to work on your reaction to surprises. You almost took my block off again. Here, take these.”
He hands Enzo a pair of pills, “The pain should be gone completely by the end of the day.”
The pills from Bill work much faster. Within a few minutes, Enzo’s up and on his feet.
“Well, you ready to start your training?”
Enzo looks at Bill, “What do the doctors say about the both of us?”
“Well, you had a few more injuries than what you’d let on, but still, both of you are in fine shape. The doctors seem to think that the sooner you get back to doing physical exertion, the better.”
“Alright then, let’s get to it, right, AndrAIa?”
“Yeah.”
Bill leads the two out of the hospital, “Welcome to Terminal City.”
They follow him to a good-sized building with “Ink’s” in florescent lettering. “This is Ink’s Café.”
He walks in and yells out, “Ink, you in?”
Out of the back walks a tall, thin female sprite with pink skin, “When am I not in, Guardian?” she says in a sultry voice before she grabs Bill in a hot lip lock.
When they separate, rinsrins, “Who knows, one day you’ll be out, Ink.”
Bill turns towards the young sprites. “Ink, this is Enzo Matrix and AndrAIa. Guys, this is Ink Jet. She runs this place. Ink, I’m gonna be training these two, so I’m afraid we’ll have to curtail our after hours activities a bit until they’re done.”
She gives him a cross look. “And why did you suddenly decide to train these two?”
Bill leans in close to Ink and whispers something to her.
none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none'>Ink’s pink skin goes pale before she says, “I understand now. Take all the time you need.” She turns to AndrAIa and Enzo, “If either one of you want to talk, feel free to call me up anytime.”
There’s a commotion from the back. “Sorry Bill, but I’ve got to get back to work.”
Another quick kiss and she’s gone.
Bill shakes his head before leaving the café. He then leads them to the Principle Office, “This place is more or less my home. I’ve got a training center set up as well as living quarters. It shouldn’t be too hard to get you two separate rooms.”
Both are about to speak up, but AndrAIa beats Enzo to it. “Actually, if it’s alright with you, Enzo, I’d rather just have one set of rooms that we could share.”
Enzo smiles at AndrAIa, “I was about to make the same suggestion.”
Bill gazes at the pair in wonderment. “You two are amazing; a single set of rooms it is.”
He leads them through the corridors; this Principle Office is set up exactly like the one in Mainframe.
Eventually, they reach the War Room. Bill strolls over to an aged binome. “Maury, I’d like you to meet the sprites that came out of the Game Cube and deleted Obsidian - Enzo Matrix, and AndrAIa.
“Enzo, AndrAIa, this is Maury San, our Command dot Com.”
The binome is obviously almost as old as the system itself. He smiles and says, “Enzo, I’d like to thank you again for what you did. Deleting Obsidian was a great favor to our system.”
Enzo and AndrAIa both shake hands with him before Bill continues, “Maury, I’ve agreed to train these two, so I’d like for them to have a sf rof rooms here, close to the training facility.”
“For two heroes of the system, two sets of rooms in the Principle Office shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Actually, they only want one set of rooms.”
“Might I ask why?”
Bill gets look of trepidation on his face before he turns his gaze to his charges, “Well, you see, AndrAIa was one of Obscene’s victims.”
“Ah, I see, one set of chambers it is.”
The two turn back to the youngsters. AndrAIa’s head is lying gently on Enzo’s shoulder while he glares at the two older sprites.
Bill clears his throat nervously. “Well, if you’ll please follow me, we can begin your training right now.”
The pair follows Bill to a large room with thick padding on the floor. “This room is used mainly for close quarters combat practice.” He then points to two doors, “Through there you’ll find a weight room and a weapons locker respectively. Also, through the locker you’ll find a target range.”
He takes off his boots and sets themt tot to the wall, “Now, I’ll start teaching you more about unarmed combat, since that seems to be your biggest weakness.”
He spends the remainder of the day teaching the young sprites the basics of hand-to-hand combat.
Maury waddles in as Bill’s calling the lessons. “Glad to see that you’re working hard. I thought I’d let you know that your suite is ready, kids.”
AndrAIa says, “Thanks,” while her friend practices his Glare of Death on the elderly binome.
“If you’ll just follow me, I’ll show you to your rooms.”
AndrAIa gently squeezes Enzo’s shoulder before they start to follow Maury.
The two are shown to a reasonably sized set of rooms. “I’ll leave you two to find your own way around.”
With that, the Command dot Com leaves the room.
The two quickly find the bedroom and let the mental and physical exertion claim them. The two fall asleep in each other’s arms.
After the kids leave, Bill makes a beeline for Ink’s Café.
It’s during the down cycle when he gets there.
“Yo, Ink, you ‘round?”
Ink comes out to meet her guest. “What’s on your mind, Guardian?”
He gives her a suggestive grin before saying, “The kids are in bed and I thought you might be up for a bit of playtime.”
She returns the grin before she yells out, “Hey Lou, I’ll be busy for a while, hold my calls.”
A French voice calls from the back, “Oui, madam. You go have some fun.”
Ink leads Bill back to her office. A quick tap on one of the walls reveals a stairway.
Bill follows Ink down into her apartment.
The door hasn’t even closed yet when Ink feels Bill reach arouher her and his calloused hands grip her breasts. Bill gently suckles on the pale sprites neck while massaging her tits.
With a sigh of pleasure, Ink relaxes against his heavily muscled chest.
Ink moans as she feels one of the hands leave her breast. She feels a pair of taps in the middle of her chest before she shivers as her clothes disappear.
Ink turns so she’s facing Bill, she double taps his Icon and his clothes vanish. She reaches down and grabs Bills shaft and says, “Follow me, big boy.”
She leads him down the familiar path to her bedroom.
Once in the bedroom, Ink turns towards Bill after releasing him and drops to her knees.
Ink once more gets a good look at her lover’s meat: eight inches long, and two in circumference.
Ink places a gentle kiss on the head, before she takes the large cock into her mouth.
Ink’s able to take about half the cock into her mouth before it hits the back of her throat. She slowly bobs her head while she uses one hand to massage his nuts and the other to jack off the section that isn’t in her mouth.
Finally, she pulls back so shly hly has the head in her mouth; she then takes a deep breath and relaxes her throat muscles.
Ink then once more dives towards Bills crotch, taking the entire cock into her mouth and down her throat.
The sensation of being deep-throated is too much for the guardian, as it always is. Bill wraps his hands in Ink’s black hair as he shoots wad after wad of cum down her throat.
With a sigh, Bill releases Ink’s head. Ink runs the back of her hand across her mouth as she looks up at Bill, “Enjoy yourself, Bill?”
He has a twinkle in his eye as he says, “Yeah. Now get on that bed, it’s been too long since my tongue had a good workout
Ink eagerly lies down on the bed and spreads her legs, revealing a clean-shaven snatch.
The Guardian enthusiastically crawls onto the bed and between his lady’s legs.
Bill runs his tongue across the outer lips for a second, eliciting a moan from Ink, before he slips his tongue into Ink’s moist folds. Bill gently coaxes her clit out from its hood.
He gently places his thumb on her clit and massages it, earning another passion-filled gasp from his lover.
Bill’s tongue continues to do laps around Ink’s pussy and his thumb massages her little bundle of nerves. Then Bill inserts a single digit into Ink, sending her into orgasm. Bill greedily laps up the juices that Ink’s putting out.
After Ink comes down from her orgasm, she and Bill lock eyes. He asks in a husky voice, deepened by lust, “Ready for the main course?”
She can merely nod in response. Bill slowly crawls up her body, taking time to suckle at her pale breasts, teasing the nipples; he gives them a gentle nip before continuing up her body.
Their lips meet and they taste themselves on each other’s lips. Bill positions himself at Ink’s entrance. He slowly pushes in, causing both to moan in pleasure. All too soon for both of them, Bills balls are resting against Ink’s ass.
Bill withdraws, leaving Ink feeling vaguely empty, only to plunge back in, earning him another passion-filled gasp.
The two quickly settle into a rhythm. As he pounds into her, Bill suckles on one gorgeous tit while he massages the other before switching.
He quickly builds Ink up to a devastating orgasm, only to slow down just before shts tts the point of no return.
An hour passes as Bill continues this pattern, bringing her close to the edge six times, but never letting her get all the way there.
Finally, he feels a familiar tingling in his nuts. He continues to pound into Ink, but when he spots the telltale signs that she’s about to cum, instead of slowing down, he reaches his hand down and gently rubs her clit. The result is a system-crashispanspan>, totally devastating orgasm.
Ink gives a wordless scream as the passion Bill’s built up in her is released.
Feeling Ink’s pussy contract around his cock is too much for Bill and he lets out a torrent of semen into her waiting orifice.
Finally, they both collapse. Bill rolls off of Ink and she snuggles into his chest.
They both bask in the afterglow of the moment for a minute before Ink breaks the silence. “Was what you told me earlier true, was she raped by Obsidian?”
“I’m afraid it is, and she was.”
“I feel so sorry for that little girl.”
Bill gives a derisive chuckle. “I’m not sure who I feel sorrier for, AndrAIa or Enzo.”
Ink gives him a cross look. “Maybe you’d better explain that.”
He looks at his lover, and gets a sad smile on his face. “Enzo has the Guardian Protocols. ‘To Mend and to Defend’ is an integral part of his programming now, and in his mind, he’s failed twice. First he couldn’t beat a Game and thus failed to defend his home. Then, hesn’tsn’t able to stop Obscene from raping AndrAIa due to injuries he’d gotten during the Game. So you see, while there are plenty of people who can help AndrAIa on her road to recovery, there are few people who can help Enzo.”
Ink gets a pensive look on her face. “Poor boy, I hadn’t realized how he’d been affected by the rape.”
Bill nods. “I’m glad that they’ve got each other to lean on for support.”
The weeks pass quickly as the pair soak up all the training that Bill can provide.
For his part, Enzo is usually eating, sleeping, practicing or working out. Only AndrAIa appears to have any interest at all in the world outside the battle arena.
After two weeks of intensive training, Enzo really starts to show the results of his daily workouts.
Bill watches Enzo go through some of the most aggressive techniques he’d taught the young sprite.
He leaves Enzo running through the exercises to go look for AndrAIa.
Beal hears a moan as he passes a supply closet. Curious, he opens the closet to reveal an unsettling, though expected sight; AndrAIa on the floor, naked, with one hand massaging her flat chest while she tweaks her nipple and the other hand has a single digit inserted into her hairless slit and the thumb is massaging her young clit.
"More Enzo, please more," cries the game sprite. She has her eyes closed to f sol solely on the pleasure emanating from her pussy, so she doesn’t see the Guardian as he slips back out, closes the door, and leans against the frame, waiting for her to finish.
A few minutes later, he hears a muffled shriek and smiles. Not long after, AndrAIa comes out, slightly mussed.
She looks at him and he says, "Hi, kid, have fun?"
She blushed, "Oh User, how much did you hear?"
He gives her a sad smile, "It wasn’t so much what I heard, as what I saw."
AndrAIa goes even redder.
Bill thinks to himself, "I hope Ink’ll forgive me for this." He says to AndrAIa, "What you’re doing isn’t wrong, but I’d like for you to have a talk with Ink. I think a woman can give you a better perspective then I can."
She still can’t look Bill in the face. He kneels down in front of her, reaches out to cup her chin, and gently raises her face to look him square in the eye.
In a gentle voice, Bill says, "AndrAIa I want you to pay attention to what I’m about too say. There’s nothing wrong with what you did or what you’re feeling. These feelings were forced on you by Obscene. Normally, you’d experience them a little at a time over the course of several years, instead of all at once."
He leans in and gives her a small hug before he heads out, making a beeline for Ink’s.
As soon as he steps through the door, he’s tackled by a female sprite. A hot kiss, and a little friendly groping later, the two stand up.
He grins and says, "I take it you missed me."
She gets an excited look on her face, "Terribly, got time for a bit of fun?"
He gives h sed seductive grin, "Why do you think I stopped by?"
She gives him a mock angry look. "So all I am now is a sex toy?"
He gives her a swat on the ass. "That’s right."
Still grinning, the two make their way up to Ink’s apartment.
A few hours later, the two have completely exhausted themselves.
"Ink, guess what I found today?"
She looks at her lover with suspicion, "Do I want to know?"
"Probably, since it involves you."
Intrigued, Ink says, "Alright, I’ll bite, class=GramE>what’d you find?"
"I found AndrAIa playing with herself in a supply closet."
"And this involves me, how?"
Bill gets a sheepish grin on his face, "You see, I didn’t think that I could give her the proper talk that she needs, since she’s a girl, so I kinda volunteered you to explain the facts of life to her."
Many expressions flash across Ink’s face before she settles on a scowl. "Why’d you *volunteer me* to give the girl the talk?"
"Because I’m a guy. I didn’t think I could give her what she needed to know about how her body’s developing. I gave her the short version of what I know, but that’s not a hell of a lot."
Ink sighs, "I guess you have a point, but in the future, don’t volunteer me for anything like this again without telling me before hand, okay?"
He kisses her forehead. "I wouldn’t have done this today, if I didn’t think AndrAIa needed to know now."
She snuggles into his chest. "How far has she come, mentally?"
He thinks for a minute, "Pretty far, I think. I was actually happy that I caught her doing what she was. It means that she isn’t repulsed by the act. I can’t help but wonder what it was that Obscene did to her."
"You mean that they still haven’t told you about it?"
"Nope, I don’t press and they don’t volunteer any information. I merely hope that they can work through whatever demons they’re fighting before they leave the system."
Ink gives her boyfriend a sad look. "Men will never truly understand rape. There will always be scars on AndrAIa’s soul from that rape. All we can do is class=GramE>try and lessen the depth of those scars."
There’s a certain finality in her voice, and Bill takes the hint.
They relax and allow the sandman to carry them off to the domain of the Dream Master.
The next day, Bill’s back at the Principle Office before anyone awakens.
Bill barely has time to clean himself up before he hears Enzo going to work in the practice room.
"The kid’s getting to work early today. As much as I hate to do it, I’d better give him the talk before he leaves the system. Better to get it from someone close rather than having to find your own way."
Filled with resolve, and false bravado, Bill heads towards the practice room.
For a few seconds, Bill watches the old/young sprite work with a broadsword. "He shouldn’t even be able to lift that thing, let alone swing it," Bill thinks.
Finally, he summons up his courage. "Hey Enzo, we need to talk."
Enzo looks over, before laying the sword against the wall.< st As he smiles as he walks over and says, "That sounds ominous."
Bill leans against the wall and allows himself to slide down. "It is."
As quickly as possible, Bill explains the facts of life to the young Matrix.
Both men do a little unarmed combat practice to help work off some of the steam.
A few hours later, both males have worked enough of the embarrassment out of their systems to operate normally.
Enzo gets to the suite he shares with AndrAIa before realizing that he hasn’t seen his friend all day.
Enzo enters the suite to find AndrAIa already there. She blushes a little when she sees him.
He goes over and sits next to her on the couch.
She leans into him for a moment before saying, "I had a rather interesting talk today with Ink."
He wraps a protective arm around her shoulders, "Oh, I had a rather interesting conversation with Bill today as well."
In a very small voice, she says, "She explained what Obsidian did to me. way I do."
“AndrAIa, I have a serious question for you.”
“What is it, Enzo?”
“When the next Game comes, do we want to take it out of the system?”
“You mean try and stay with the Game? Why’d we want to do that?”
“Because AndrAIa, there are no ports in this system and I want to get home to my family. The Games are our only hope of getting back to Mainframe.”
She thinks for a moment before saying, “You have a point, Enzo, I do want to get back and see Dot and Mouse again. Yeah, we’ll take the Game out of here.”
The two young sprites talk into the wee hours of the morning, before emotional exhaustion claims them both.
Enzo and AndrAIa sleep till about noon. When they awaken, AndrAIa heads for the commissary at the Principle Office, while Enzo heads straight for the practice room.
Bill chuckles at Enzo as he enters, "Have an interesting night, kid?"
Enzo blushes and says, "We only talked. Mostly comparing notes between what you and Ink said."
With trepidation in his voice Bill says, "You aren’t upset with me, are you?"
"With you? Why would I be?"
"I don’t know, for unwanted meddling in your personal lives?"
Enzo smiles at the Guardian, "Nope, actually, I’m grateful. Ink really helped AndrAIa sort out her feelings of what happened."
Bill smiles in a combination of relief and appreciation. "Thanks kid, now come over here, I’ve got a gift for you."
Bill leads Enzo into the weapons locker. Various ranged and close combat weapons line the walls. On the prep table is a piece of cloth. In its folded form, it’s about three inches wide and twelve long.
Bill says, "Unwrap it, kid."
Enzo cautiously walks over to the table and unfolds the cloth, revealing a glistening, double-edged dagger. He looks at Bill curiously.
"It’s a gift, since Glitch is outta commission to help you fight. I thought you might need something to help defend yourself with. Catch!"
Bill tosses something at Enzo that he easily catches; it’s the sheath for the dagger.
Enzo locks the sheath to his belt, right next to Glitch, before he picks up the lethal piece of steel and returns it to its home.
Bill gives Enzo a big grin, "Come on kid, I’ll show you some good techniques for your new weapon."
They spend several hours going over the intricacies of the knife. Both take it very easy during the work out, for which they’ll be grateful.
The pair are heading to the commissary when a female voice says, “Warning, incoming Game. class=GramE>Warning, incoming Game.”
Almost instantly, a screen pops up in front of Bill; it’s Maury. He gives them the sector that the Game is going to land in.
The two rush to the exit of the Principle Office to find AndrAIa waiting for them, with three sets of zip boards.
The three race to the endangered sector. Fortunately, the CPUs have done their jobs and the sector is completely evacuated, except for three system defenders. Suddenly they hear a howl as Frisket comes charging up to his master, just before the large purple cube lands with a resounding thunk.
The four look around to find that they’re standing on top of a stone circle overlooking an arena.
Bill does a Game Scan to get the info on the Game. The others with him don’t need it; they already know what this Game is.
Enzo speaks up, “AndrAIa, Frisket, why don’t you assume the same place as before.”
“Will do, Enzo,” AndrAIa says. She gives him a quick, friendly peck on the cheek before racing off with Frisket to take up positions.
Bill stares at the young sprite before him. “Before? What do you mean, ‘before’?”
Enzo starts walking around the ring, waiting for the User to arrive. “You remember when I told you I lost my eye in a fighting Game?”
“Yeah, so what?”
“This is that Game.”
“Oh no.”
“You’d better stand by. I’m going to try and Reboot into the Users selection when he makes it.”
“Will do, kid, just one thing.”
“What?”
“Be careful.”
Enzo smiles at Bill, “I’ll try, but you be careful as well.”
Suddenly, a voice rings out, “Selection is being made.”
One of the portraits glows yellow for a moment before the Selection box begins to move.
It comes to a halt at the portrait in front of Enzo and begins to blink. Enzo quickly double-taps his Icon and yells, “Reboot.” He’s taken into the portrait momentarily, before being transported to the arena.
Once more Enzo’s faced with a Balrog. Enzo’s playing the same character as before. He once more rips off the faceplate, gasping for air.
Enzo assumes a fighting stance opposite his foe.
“BEGIN!”
Enzo charges the Balrog, and delivers a devastating series of kicks. While the Balrog is temporarily stunned, Enzo backs up, almost to the edge of the arena, before charging again. This time, before he reaches the Balrog, he dives forward and does a handstand at the Balrog’s feet. Using the momentum of the dive and his upper body strength, Enzo uses the handstand to launch himself upwards and connect with both feet into the Balrog’s jaw. Enzo just manages to scurry out of the way as the Balrog falls to the ground.
An instant later Enzo and the Balrog are transported to their original starting points.
“USER LOSES ROUND 1! ROUND 2! BEGIN!”
Enzo takes several aggressive steps forward before he stops. The Balrog slaps the point of his spear into the ground, right where Enzo would have been if he hadn’t stopped. Enzo delivers a smashing flying side kick to the spear, sending it off the edge of the arena.
The Balrog looks disoriented for a second, before he charges Enzo.
Enzo does a summersault between his foe’s legs, causing the Balrog to overshoot by a good chunk. Enzo takes advantage of his unexpected good fortune and delivers a hard kick to the Balrog’s back, sending it over the edge.
Enzo double taps his Icon, converting himself to Game Sprite mode, “AndrAIa, make the conversion.”
She does as instructed and yells, “Done.”
“Good luck, Bill, see ya ‘round.”
The same female voice says, “GAME OVER.”
Bill is left standing in an abandoned sector. He looks up into the sky where the Game Cube disappeared to and says, “Good luck, kids. Look out for each other.”
Just then, the CPUs and recovery teams come into the area. Bill makes his way to the Principle Office to give Maury his report and thinks to himself, “Maybe it’s time I got a ring for Ink.”
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