The Days (Chapter 2)

                                                                      (Chapter 2)
The door slid shut with a ‘Swoosh’ noise, the mix heard another door open, this one in the middle of the room she’s now in, the door was on the floor, and as soon as it was open all the way, about 100 robots entered by an elevator, and the training session started. One of the robots raised a gun attached to its arm, and aimed for her. Other robots that had guns followed, while the ones without guns ran at her with blades attached to their arms. The mix started to dodge as best she could, running and jumping to gain distance, then attacking the ones with guns. She punched, kicked, bit, clawed, breathed certain elements, and hit with her tail as much as she could to destroy as many as she could. A few bullets had grazed her, on her cheek, side, left leg, and right arm, causing her to bleed some, yet still she kept destroying the bots. One of the robots with a sword arm used its other arm, one with with a hand instead of the sword, to grab her by the neck.

“GACK!” She chokes, clawing at the metal hand, staring into its robotic sensor eyes.

She makes her hand catch flame, and she melts its arm, quickly ripping its metallic head clean off, and throwing it at a group of gunner bots, one explodes, causing a chain reaction of explosions, decimating about 30, leaving 20 more gunners left. She starts to go for some more distance, beginning to tire a bit, and starts panting some. (Okay, time skip times have come)
About 30 minutes later, Summer is walking out of the room where all the bots are completely destroyed, walking hunched over, and panting like a wild dog trying to cool off in the middle of the Sahara Desert, on the hottest day of the year. Drooling a bit as she is led back to her cell by the same shark as before, Allen.

“Hard training sesh?” Said the shark.

“Yes, i need gause.” The mix whined in discomfort.

“I will bring you some later tonight.” The shark replied.

“Thanks bud.” Uttered the blue one.

The two are actually quite close, being friends once, since Allen didn’t want to be punished for defying the over-lord, he joined Death Blade, or so the ruler thout, in reality, Allen is using his position to get intel on the arsenal and the schematics. As well as the plans for what they are going to do to the mix later on so he can give her the info later when he is on guard at her enclosement.

As the two made their way to the dark room, they had a good conversation, and the shark gave a few little hints about what’s to come. Something about a mind control device, though the way he dropped his hints was… odd, he would pronounce the letters wrongly, and the letters would be in order, so he spelled the words out, and the mix added the spaces, and other things, to make the word or words. As they neared the entrance to the corridor, the words had been made. Summer was mortified by the information, her ears folded back, and a distant look appeared on her face. The shark opens the door to her cell, and she walks in, the shark gives her a shove, to not become suspicious to the ones watching the camra, Summer goes along with it.

“HAY! BACK OFF!” She yells, having become good at acting throughout the years. The shark does not respond, other than mouthing softly.

‘I’m sorry, did i push to hard?’

Summer replies by mouthing, ‘no you didn’t, and it’s okay.’

Allen then places the chains back on Summer and leaves, closing her cell, and heading off to another aria. The mix sighs, and lays down to get some sleep, her eyes start to feel droopy, and she closes them, falling asleep.