Summary:This wasn’t good. Nothing was working on it. Mega was down. Super Build Tiger was being crushed and at this point I wasn’t sure how much longer Fire J-Decker was going to last. Shadowmaru was the only one lucky enough to have not gotten hit, but he was beginning to tire and we all knew it. I looked over at Mega.
“How powerful would we be if we fused?”
The dual colored robot looked to me, seemingly stunned. I hadn’t been very welcoming to them. We had been at odds the moment they showed their faces. But there was no choice now.
In which Gunmax fuses with two others and said fusion refuses to break apart.
Notes:This story is a bit of a strange one, but very interesting in my opinion. It is in fact a Brave Police story, but it has transformers and steven universe aspects. (Ignorable)If you want to know where it came from check my idea board work "Just Story Ideas'. It should be on Patreon if you’re interested.
These two robots had a strange way of connecting. They stuck to each other like glue and when they combined it was a thing to behold. They called it fusion. Apparently it wasn’t like a simple combining. Everything about them fused into one and created a new being. According to their creators they had despised each other before the fusion and yet here they were. Fusion was a strange thing. There was no hint of the new robot having separate beings inside of it and working together. They were a whole new robot with its own personality and way of doing things. There with things here and there that showed aspects of them when it did things, but over all Mega was neither Redwave the sword wielder nor Bluelight the spearmaster.
They were here for a sort of test run. To see if they worked well not only amongst each other, but with others as well. They were uneasy around us and difficult to work with. They much preferred to go off on their own and do things their own way. They believed themselves invincible when they were fused. So invincible in fact that they wanted no other within their little bond at all. Every other possible candidate had been turned away and scoffed at. But they were here to learn teamwork and get experience so they were simply stuck with us despite the headaches. They would have to learn one way or another that they were not as invincible as they thought they were.
And this lesson was taught barely two days later and it was taught without mercy. Unfortunately the beast that taught it was far too strong and was intent on destroying everything in its path.
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This wasn’t good. Nothing was working on it. Mega was down. Super Build Tiger was being crushed and at this point I wasn’t sure how much longer Fire J-Decker was going to last. Shadowmaru was the only one lucky enough to have not gotten hit, but he was beginning to tire and we all knew it. I looked over at Mega.
“How powerful would we be if we fused?”
The dual colored robot looked to me, seemingly stunned. I hadn’t been very welcoming to them. We had been at odds the moment they showed their faces. But there was no choice now.
“Very. Mine was double my parts on the first and triple after the connection completed.”
“Will it be enough to take that down?”
“Then use me and save them.”
“This is not quite as simple as you think it is. There is nothing to compare fusion to. There may be no turning back. It-”
“Do you want to live or not?” I snarled.
Mega took a moment, but said nothing more. It was a strange experience. The coding was passed along easily enough and I had a feeling I was separating and combining in ways that I wasn’t meant to be. Mild panic was starting to worm its way into me as thoughts and feelings, memories that I knew weren’t my own were starting to fill me until suddenly… Gunmax didn’t exist anymore. But I wasn’t Mega anymore either. As I looked out at the losing battle I pondered.
Despite my parts having been beaten down I could feel the new power coursing through me. If two of my parts together was Mega then I would be Ultra. And Ultra while having that desire to protect didn’t need anyone. So protect them I would. It was what I was built to do and what my parts demanded that I do. Wielding spear and gun, blade at my side I charge. Surprise spread through them as I shot it in its eyes and stabbed it right through the neck. Oil spilling everywhere. It thrashed, but a few more strikes and it was over. I wiped away the splatter from my visor with my thumb and licked at it absentmindedly.
“G… Gunmax?” Came the soft voice of a child. Yuuta was this boys name.
One of the parts in me stirred. Upon further prodding I found that the connection wasn’t complete. This connection ran deep. Memories, emotions, and personalities mixing, mixing and not merged. But it could be deeper. I wasn’t fully one. And if my parts split then I would no longer exist. This new part had been desperate. It would no doubt be opposed to this a second time. To survive the connection would need to be completed. Yet my new part was nagging at me just below the surface. I eased it back down.
I was stronger than everyone. Better than Mega. This was how it was meant to be. I wasn’t going to let one stubborn part end me. It was starting to settle again. Yes. It was just me. Just Ultra. And I would be completed soon enough.
“Gunmax?” The boy tried again and I slowly looked away from my kill to the group.
They were all beaten to scrap besides that ninja. Shadowmaru, part three’s memory supplied. The first two were stubborn and refused to interact. They would be needing repairs, but this beast needed to be taken apart into more manageable pieces. That would have to be my job. I sheathed my weapons.
Hm. Even my voice was stronger than Mega’s. How fitting.
Horror had hit their expressions. I briefly got the possible hint of why from part three. There had been a strong chance that one or the other would be absorbed and deleted when Fire J-Decker formed for the first time. That wasn’t how it worked, but it wasn’t my problem what they thought.
“Redwave. Bluelight. What did you do?!” Dumpson yelled from inside Super Build Tiger.
There was no Redwave nor Bluelight either, but they would never understand. With what I had gathered from part three their combinations couldn’t even scratch the surface of what fusion did. There was no point in trying to explain it. They hadn’t even begun to understand when it was explained by the engineers. This fact made my first two parts feel lonely. Lonely that no one could understand.
“I shall start the clean up while you are all repaired.” I started off.
“Let him go! Let Gunmax go!” Power Joe yelled at my back.
I simply kept going. In their state they wouldn’t be able to give chase to distract me and there was plenty of work to be done.
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I was being glared at from all sides and I ignored them the best I could. Then their little boss stood, slamming his hands down on the desk. The child was obviously upset, but he wasn’t my problem.
“There is no Gunmax.” I replied evenly without looking up from what I was doing with my spear.
“I’m the Boss and I Order you to break apart.”
I slowly met the boys gaze. “You may have been Gunmax’s boss, but you are certainly not mine.”
And there was that stubborn part again. Trying to surface. The boy looked very angry and if I turned around I was sure that I would see many similar looks. I didn’t have to tell him anything. I didn’t have to do anything that he ordered, but…
“So I will not ‘break apart.’ The connection between my pieces aren’t finished aligning. When that is done I will consider it.”
“No! Break apart Now! Give Gunmax back!”
“There is no Gunmax.” I repeated.
“Break apart or I’ll tear you apart.” Power Joe stood with a snarl.
Did he really think that he could do anything to me after what he saw me do? I was far superior to him in every way.
“That won’t do anything. Gunmax is not here. It is just me and you will have to deal with it.”
“And who exactly are you?” Came the calm question from the ninja.
“And this… connection? Why is it so important for it to be completed?”
“It is incomplete, therefore making my stats fall far below what they could be. Unfortunately, this one is going to take quite a while to finish. I am having a bit of difficulty with it.”
“Gunmax is still fighting.” Came McCranes remark and I nearly sighed.
“There is no Gunmax. Only I.” I returned my attention to my spear.
Over the next few days they tried to ‘awaken’ Gunmax. Scans fell over me from time to time. They asked probing questions that I chose not to answer half the time. Calling out to him and trying to remind him of things despite my constant reassurances that he wasn’t there. Why would they want him back anyway? I was far superior to any of my parts on their own. Though as the days wore on and I got closer to finishing it, I noted that I was losing a bit of my energy and strength trying to force it.
However, it was the quickest way. I didn’t have the luxury of time. If I released any of my parts then I would cease to exist and I doubted that my new part would want to fuse again. Especially not with how this was going. If I split then the Brave Police would no doubt want my other two parts gone as they couldn’t understand what was going on. So it had to be now and it had to be done as quick as possible, as tiring as it was. Then I would still be there even when I split.
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