I'm Not A Simp.

The Engineer

He looked at me, "really, you can do that?"

'Of course, if it's no problem.' I signed sheepishly.

"Why would it be a problem? You'll be saving their lives, go ahead." He said encouragingly.

I nodded and shot back to the city, leaving the group I just saved behind. When I arrived back at the crater I realized that I had no idea where the building was. I remembered #555 telling me that the building the base was at collapsed but there are so many collapsed buildings that it doesn't really help me.

I groaned internally, I couldn't possibly find it. I was about to start endlessly searching buildings when I saw the same static from before coming from the ground. It was a little weird but I chose to follow it, and it took me to a collapsed building.

Kicking away some of the rubble I saw the remains of what seemed like a door. It was big and sturdy, but thankfully the collapsed building seemed to have loosened its joints a little bit. I gave it a few good kicks and it bursted wide open.

Inside was a single staircase leading so a desolate door. I opened it cautiously but didn't even make it halfway before an axe came through on the other side. I crashed onto the ground and crawled backwards as the axe was retracted.

My core was beating rapidly, I knew I was stronger but the surprise attack caught me off guard. Inside I heard, "why the hell did you do that! Now they know for sure that we're here!"

It was a speakerman, I started to calm down and cautiously pushed open the door. I saw cameramen and speakermen alike, the base had been raided for weapons and supplies. Their bodies were filled with tension but slightly released upon seeing me.

'A cameraman?' It was who I assumed to be the golden cap bearer of the cameramen for this operation.

I nodded, he took a good look at my body, analyzing it. His shoulders which were relaxed, turned back to stone. The others seeing him stiffen his body back up promptly brought back their guard.

'I know who you are,' he signed, your the traitor.'

I flinched, is that what the people in the Alliance thought of me? 'I'm no traitor,' I signed back.

'I don't care what you say you are,' he snapped his fingers and the axe before almost hit me in the neck.

It was another cameraman wielding it, his lens and tie were red while his suit and head was a sharp black. 'This guy here doesn't really have a will of his own, if I snap my fingers again he will kill you.'

I was starting to feel a lot of pressure, should I fight back? Should I wait and see what happens? I had just realized it then, I never interacted with anyone inside the Alliance since my trial. If I make a mistake here then I may become a public enemy within the Alliance, I need to leave a good impression.

So I did nothing with the axe pressed against my neck, the cameraman in charge noticed my submission and continued. 'I will ask you three questions, depending on how you answer them will determine if you live or die.'

'Question 1, how did you get in here?' He put his hands around his back.

'I kicked the rocks away,' I answered honestly.

He didn't like my answer and probably thought it was bogus, he raised his fingers to snap. But just before he did a voice spoke out, "wait chief!"

It was a speakerman, he wore a blue tie and green coat. "I've seen his video file, he's actually quite strong especially with his legs."

The cameraman gave him a cold stare and slowly lowered his fingers, 'question 2, where did your strength come from?'

'I was experimented on by a Scientist Toilet.' This one should be more believable.