Explosions rang above the ocean, just as Roll and Rush dived into the water. That was a close call, she thought…However, her HUD displayed some familiar signals converging into the area she just left. DLN-001 and 007…Rock and Fire (Concrete was right!) have arrived into the fortress’ perimeter and that knowledge made Roll feel much better.
That is, until SWN-001 showed up to intercept them.
That alone made Roll panic. Should she go help her brothers? Well, of course she should…After (and if) she survives the underwater guardbots. “Rush, let’s head for the nearest shore…” she told the robodog, her processors working hard to come up with a plan. If she surfaced now, who knows what could happen and there’s the possibility of getting hit in the upcoming crossfire. They went there to save Elec, not be saved themselves!
"Then we’ll see what we should do!" she added as she gripped the control sticks tight, fingers hovering at the ready over the triggers. This shouldn’t be any different from the mech simulator games she’d played, right…?
The surprise on his face wasn’t caused from Forte’s approach. No, it came from the sheer thrill of what he was still registering within databanks. The thrill of it, how cool it had been to just be propelled forward (he had even hollered until he realized Rock was not there), the fear of knocking Rock into the ocean, and now the weird looking robot chasing after him. It took a second to realize it wasn’t another missile, and another for the event to trigger a program that could only be triggered once a heavy set of regulations had been met: combat mode.
It had taken crossing through that invisible field, those explosions and the target before the two to trigger it. As systems recognized SWN-001 as dangerous and the enemy it released its hold on stationary controls meant for the environment he worked in and allowed him to act as if Wily had seated a chip on his board himself. There were no humans here to strike up conflict; the city a far cry away from their current location. Scans through red oculars warranted that green light and left his face mask to secure itself back over his mouth that no longer stood agape.
Fire roiled within his canons once more, but the knowledge that they needed to get on land first was top priority, until a sudden reading alerted him to the on-goings below the surface of the restless sea beneath them. Not far from them Rush and Roll were submerged though he never tore his gaze from their enemy that he wanted to burn on the spot. He stood in the way of what they were trying to accomplish, was a threat to bringing Elec home— but Rock needed Rush if SWN-001 could just fly. Plus there was no guarantee that Roll would be safe there even with Rush. What was she doing there?!
>What do ya’ll wanna do, Rock?! Ah got reading’s of Roll n’Rush down there n’this guy is hot on our tail!
As much as his oil boiled to take action, he didn’t want to send Rock toppling off Item 2 without working with him first. They were a team. He needed to remember that if he was going to get anywhere close to Elec.
Unwilling to play this nihilistic game of chicken with the oncoming SWN, Rock swerves the Item-2 aside and shifts course, leaving Forte to follow suit and chase close above and behind them, raining his volleys of purple energy rounds at the Lightbots. Rock and Fire’s time to think about a next move was dwindling as quickly as Item-2 was losing fuel, and Forte’s leading aim was catching up to them.
“Rush and R— ROLL!?”