-Aaron clone #1-
Aaron's clone wasn't surprised by Yurr's responce. He had accounted for this and another bed was on it's way. "Well Yurr, that's quite alright I had anticipated something like this might happen. It means that your fire is not magic at all. Just keep that in mind. Now, I just wanted to ..." "Sorry to bother you Yurr, but the school is under attack and I need to get you to safety. Please, we must hurry."
Aaron was cut off, rather rudely by some one, he turned to see the dragon from yesterday who seemed to have boundry issues with Yurr. However now he was interrupting him in the middle of their conversation. Aaron wasn't going to like him at all. "You know, it's rude to interrupt when we're talking. Now as I was saying Yurr, I was wondering if you remembered to lock up when you left the room today?"
he asked Yurr again, normally that would have been the end of his conversation, but since Zathian had interrupted him again, he felt like drawing it out a little more.-Aaron Faulkner-
Aaron was shocked by the sudden massive surge of magical energy emmitting from right behind him? Aaron stopped immidiately to watch the teacher unleash, pun intended, on the battlefield. The robots seemingly repaired themselves as the enemies were decimated at the same time. Aaron suddenly felt the need to stop shooting at that exact moment and stared at the battlefield just watching. 'This is a teacher's power? Impressive.'
He thought, but almost instantly he heard an odd noise and turned around. It was Alphonso, rebuilt. "Oh wow. Welcome back Alphonso."
the robot quickly serveyed itself before responding. "I am confused by what has happened. But I will not raise disapproval."
he responded then looked at Athrogate. "I thank you from the bottem of my mechanical heart good sir. My master shall reward you accordingly."
but before Aaron could react, he started to feel....light headed. 'Shit!'
he thought as he looked around the battlefield and noticed the Spore Squad. 'Damn, if I hadn't been distracted, I could have...'
he managed to think just before he passed out. -Benjamin “Dr Overkill” Martin-"Uh, sir."
Miles spoke to Dr. Overkill "It appears that our units are being rebuilt." "Rebuilt? What do you mean?" "It's just as Miles stated. It appears one of the teachers has decided to enter the fray and has healed our units." "Splendid. Who?" "Alphonso has a visual." "Alphonso? Even he's back? Patch him through."
Within seconds Miles had a monitor displayed showing Athrogate and all his...uniqueness. "Oh, him. Knowing him he'll probably think I'm the evil Avacado trying to steal his Lucky Charms if I try to thank him. Still can't hurt to try."
he replyed as Andrew waited patiently to talk to him."What else?" "Alphonso and the others are confirming the use of some airborne pathogen causing the defenders to become drowsy." "Pathological warefare? Crafty. Cancel the defense of the school, switch to creater protocal Gamma. Oh, and call off the squads, we'll deal with them later."
Andrew nodded and the call was made as the robots made a wall around each of the walls in the classroom, each with their own air purifier, the spores wouldn't get to him.
-On the Battlefield-
As the robots reformed they overlooked the battlefield and the now seemingly overwhelming horde approached them through the chaos. "Numerous forces, raising threat level to 9."
Mike stated as his head peeled back slighly to reveal
just a bit of what lurked behind the shell but stopped as his wrist beeped. His head quickly turned back to normal. "Protocol Gamma, return to school."
he said, as roughly 25 B-17 bombers flew overhead only to turn around above the school, returning from where they came. The robots rushed to the school heading for the classroom that held their master. The school may fall, but they would never let their creator die.