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Date Posted: 19:57:25 04/04/02 Thu
Hard at work, during all of this, had been Doppler's eight Specialists: Wave Tortise -Thunder Ram -Razor Mantis -Metal Scorpion -Saber Wolf -Needle Porcupine -Wind Raven & -Blast Bull! Each had an area of expertise, and had toiled away in the factories, and mines which made of the Island. Tortise had made good time in building Doppler's submarines. Raven had worked extra hard to create the many air ships which made up Doppler's Air Force. Razor Mantis made the Ground Battle Mechs, which Doppler's security forces rode around the island on patrols. Everyone had a part in making the operation run smoothly. Unfortunately, they were kept seperate from each other most of the time. This fact had been gnawing away at Wave Tortise ever since he was dragged here by Doppler's goons. Tortise knew the truth. None of them wanted to be here. (Except maybe Wind Raven. He seemed to love War.) They all knew they had homes, and lives to go back to once they had done Doppler's work. He had asked them all for a favor. He must have coaxed them all the same way Tortise had been. Pushed into agreeing. Being forced to watch something you care for be destroyed, or simply perform a task. Tortise had finally gotten the chance to speak with Saber Wolf, but only because his operation coincided with Wolf's. Wolf ran the mines. He was responsible for the armor on the hulls of every ship Doppler owned. Tortise came to him to speak on business, about his submarine armor, but could not contain his joy at finally being able to speak to his friend again.
"Saber Wolf, May I come in?",he asked outside his door. He was inside Wolf's office complex, near the mines. Wolf bade him to enter. "DO come in. What can I do for you?"
"Well, business first. I need more armor plates shipped to the seaport by 10 o'clock tommorow. Can you produce these figures?" He held up a data pad. Wolf scanned it. "Hmmm. Not good, not good!" Tortise felt uneasy. "What is it?"
"Well,",Wolf began," We've been pushing the boys hard down there. The reserves are full down there. We have enough material, but our workers are in need of some rest. Besides. We're point Oh-two-seven hours ahead of schedule! I think that calls for merit."
"It does, but this is what I need to stay on the schedule that Doppler gave me."
"Well, I'll see what I can do.",Wolf murmured. "Anything else?" Wave Tortise looked a little taken back by Wolf's all business nature. "Wolf. I have a question for you. What happened to you?"
"What do you mean?", he asked...confused.
"I mean, after our mission with the Maverick Hunters. I went back to my business, and you went on another mision. The last I heard, you were leaving for Mars. Now I find you here, on Doppler's Island Base?! What things happend on Mars? You've changed!" Tortise had a clear memory of the past, where as Saber Wolf did not. Doppler tried to take those memories from him. He didn't want Wolf to remember his past life, for fear he would turn against him. Tortise figured that the same must be true with Metal Scorpion. Doppler had rebuilt them both. They must not remember anything! "I'm not sure what you mean. I have been here my entire life. I have always worked for Doppler."
"And how long is that?", Tortise asked with a cursed tone.
"I....uhh...", Wolf Hesitated. "I...I can't remember. It must have been so long ago that I've forgotten. Now listen, I do not have time for your stories little one. Go back to work, and leave me out of this!"
"We're machines Wolf! For goodnes sake! We do not forget anything! I remember every moment of my life from the time I first watched my Maker put the finishing touches on me. I remember everything, all the way until now! Why can't you remember me? I was your best friend!"
"Hmm. I'm sorry, but I barely know you. Will you please go back to work now? Your making it harder on yourself. Please, go now...before I tell Doppler's security bots that you're delusional. You think they'll take too kindly to that? Might even think you're going Maverick!"
"Alright..fine. I'm sorry I asked you. Deliver the armor by ten o'clock, is that clear?" Wolf shook his head in pity.
"Yes, fine...I'll see what I can do." As Tortise left the room, Wolf muttered to himself. "Poor fool.", he said. Meanwhile, Tortise stormed off upset. "It's obvious that I won't get the answers here! But I know who else has them!", He said. (To be continued)
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