Three days since the caverns. The streets feel different now.
You belong to me now, little soldier…
Inside Titanium Boy, something was rewriting itself.
TB, your eyes… are you okay?
I’m fine. Keep walking.
CLANG!
I’m sorry… I can’t stop it.
I won’t fight you!
He could shatter titanium. He knew it. And that’s why he wouldn’t.
Dance, little diamond. Dance.
The shard had done its work. Titanium Boy was no longer himself.
FIGHT IT, TB!
KRAKOOM!
He’s MINE now.
Somewhere deep in the code, behind the green static, a signal fought back.
I… am not… hers.
SKREEEE!
The shard crumbled to dust. But the damage was done. His visor… cracked. His systems… dark.
Stay with me, kid.
Plan B.
The ground shook. Carbon Pressure was done waiting.