The Recode project. [Inanimate Insanity AU]

-Headaches-

-Entry 108-

They have not returned. This is the most ridiculously inconvenient a falty in one of my projects has occoured since 2010, since mephone 4 ran away. His sentience may have been the reason why they all 'escaped'. As ridiculous it may seen i still expect of one of my mechanics, Tessa , to have been involved in this incident. However i have good reason to this claim, she has always had a soft spot for those machines. Despite the many times i reminded her they weren't actually alive she still felt a strong sense of sympathy for them, even going as far as to repair Meohone 2G and Mechintosh behind my back.

However i have a simple trick up my sleeve. The PE.V2 chips that give those I installed it in the unnatural abilities can also control certain amounts of their censors at a time. I am aware of 4S ability to wield a red light energy correctly , hence the colour i chose for his screen. However mephones light abilities have always layed dormant. The only thing he has managed to use the blue light for is to make useless 'night lights'.

Despite the difficulties with the older models, once i activate these chips to their fall strength, something a little more interesting will occur. It may be its own interesting experiment on its own.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx - S.Cobs. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

It was light out, just barely mourning. Mephone 4 felt utterly exhausted from the events of the previous weekend. His body ached, his head throbbed and he felt ill. Maybe he'd caught something? He didn't really care. He left the hotel quickly and quietly making sure no one saw him as he left. He hadn't told anyone where he was going, and didn't intend to. He didn't know where he was going, he just let his legs lead the way drifting along whatever path he decided looked nicer. As the cold air hit him, the headache got worse. It felt as though a thousand needles were scraping at his mind as each gust of wind hit him.

The throbbing only got worse and more violent. He couldn't think straight, he trudged deeper into the forest a green-ish path had led him into. Eventually he came across a tiny clearing. It was a really nice sight, the perfect place to sit down, a nice place for a picnic too. He lent against a tree shutting off enjoying the surrounding area.

He shot up. He didn't know how long he'd been out here for but the sun was already starting to go down. He opened meeple maps, it was one of the few apps that still worked properly on his version of iOS, he was only 25 minutes away from contesting grounds and from there it was only a five minute walk back to the hotel. He booked marked the location for later and began to wander back to the hotel.

On his way back something caught his eye, A patch of flowers. They were all different shades of pink and red, he picked one from its stem and continued his walk back to OJ's hotel. Soon the smell of the flower began to make him feel sick to the stomach. Why had he even thought of taking one? He questioned himself, it was pretty but made him feel worse. The feeling was so familiar. He tossed the flower to the ground, he was not bringing that thing back with him.

The first raindrop fell just as he closed the door to the hotel, how could it be so sunny and warm outside but still horrible and rainy. He wasted no time on getting back to testubes lab although he wished he could've spent more time outside, he didn't want the others to worry about him too much. The creaking of the door sent a sharp strike of pain through his robotic mind, it felt sharper than knife himself. He wanted to check up of 2GS-P after the accident that had occurred a few days prior.

He sighed as he walked into the lab, softly shutting the door behind him, why couldn't Cobs leave him and his family alone to live happily?

Testube greeted him with a small wave and pointed him in the direction of where fan and the other four mephones sat together peacefully, they all looked so tired, yet another sleepless night. He walked over sheepishly wanting to join the conversation so badly but he felt too bad for leaving everyone all day, he also felt too ill.
Suddenly he felt himself dragged around a small corner, while the others left.

He was quickly met with the concerned and slightly angry face of his younger brother, mephone 4S Who quickly expressed his concern. He didn't look well. Mephone responded with an random mix of excuse and apology. His now mild headache worsened by the second. 4S knew he was lying to him they could read each other's emotions with ease despite not knowing each other for too long.

His concern quickly turned to anger as the realisation of his older brother was lying to him, the mephone he'd trusted with his life. Thoughts quickly fled his mind about whatever else 4 had been lying to him about, only fuelling his anger further by doing so. Their harsh comments quickly turned into shouting, but neither could make out what the other was saying. Only making everything worse. Suddenly 4s lashed out, although something was different. Mephone slightly shuffled backwards, shielding himself with his arm. The hit burned like fire as his his younger brother hit him, leaving a scorch mark across the metal of 4's arm. He felt tears prick at his eyes from the pain while the sizzling from the now slightly melted metal was able to be heard. 4s began to apologise, he hadn't ment to lash out at his brother, he hadn't ment to hurt him either. He broke down, upset with himself for his own actions.

"4s, your hand... is glowing." His brother murmured softly grabbing his attention. He looked at his hand, moving it around as he was trying to figure out what was happening. Mephone 4 reached out to touch his hand, to attempt to comfort his brother, to tell him everything was okay. But he quickly pulled away when he felt the heat from his brothers hand. "Why would you touch it if you know it burns?" 4s giggled while his older brother attempted to mutter an excuse.

Eventually as 4s began to calm down the firey aura shielding his fist faded away, leaving his hand hot as a oven and his hand slightly charred. 4s was not concerned about this at all, it only concerned him about how bad he'd hurt his brother. Mephone didn't want him to feel any worse, so assured him that he was fine and it hadn't hurt that much but in reality, it had hurt like hell.

Suddenly, just as 4s went to hug his brother, a call came from far down the hallway, it was just fan asking what they'd like to eat.

"Blue, lets... please don't tell anyone about this?" He muttered looking anxiously at the ground, it was the first time mephone 4 had seen him like this in a while. He agreed, taking his brothers hand and leading him down the hall.