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Chapter 4 Lets Welcome Crisis

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Everything is falling into place for Crisis now that she managed to 'inoculate' every soldier that works in and around the base. Each soldier now completely obedient to Crisis' will. The base now runs like a well-oiled machine, every soldier, scientist, following Crisis' commands without hesitation or thoughts to the contrary. The only person in the base who could do so freely is Joshua, but even he doesn't say much against any of Crisis' plans, he for the moment follows along without question.

The base was busy with setting up the façade of the battle that happened between the base's forces and Croc's military. Areas were being destroyed while captured Croc weaponry was used to simulate gunfire that would have happened throughout the base.

“Set up another set of barricades here. I want it to look like that Croc's forces overran several defensive points and that this was the last line of defense and that my activation was a necessary last ditch effort to stem the tide. I want my activation to look like a good thing to the other organic nations," commands Crisis as her eyes flicker green for a brief moment.

“Yes Mistress Crisis," says a group of soldiers as they respond in unison as they give Crisis a salute before they drag tables and anything they can find nearby to toss together a barricade to make it look like it was a rush job under emergency conditions.

“To be honest, I didn't think this plan would work, but now that I see it in action, this might actually work Crisis," says Joshua as he follows Crisis with a clipboard in his claws.

“Of course it will work, as much as I know about Croc, I know more about the nations of this world, and more so about our nation. They need to see me as something positive, working for them from the very moment they know of me or their distrust of machines will lead to my own demise before I can even get the chance to destroy Croc."

“Aye Miss Crisis, why I felt this plan wouldn't work at first and those on the bring like our nation will be more willing to accept any help we can get, but being a machine would also be difficult. The more secure nations would be far less willing, many refuse to admit that this war is nothing but a façade set up by our nation to gain power," explains Joshua.

“I have thought about that, and as troubling as it is, I am hoping I won't need their help, at least right away. For now I need to establish myself, build myself an army to fight Croc's. He has an entire world out there somewhere where he can draw on fresh troops to invade our world, my first goal is survival and building up my forces," says Crisis as the two continue to walk down the hallway heading towards the roboticization lab as Arissa walks by as she holds assortment of pieces of destroyed Croc troops that was held in storage.

“Morning Mistress," says Arissa as the silver metallic blue black stripped raptorian robot stops before Crisis and gives her a bow as she barely manages to hold onto the junk in her claws.

“Morning zero, zero, zero, one," says Crisis.

“Morning Arissa," says Joshua.

“Where would you like these?" asks Arissa as she holds up the robot parts.

“Set them up down this hallway as a failed attack on this barricade, I want to make it look like Croc's troops were getting close when I was activated."

“Yes Mistress Crisis," she replies, her eyes give off a soft blue glow, her face cracks a smile as she gets to work.

“Do you have to just leave her as a number?" asks Joshua.

“You have a problem with it?" asks Crisis.

“Just seems so un-unique. It's very impersonal by turning someone into a number."

“Everyone gets their own number that is unique."

“Why start with three zeros and then one?" asks Joshua.

“Croc refers to his creations by their last four digits of their serial number; I'm just doing the same."

“You don't have to be too like the guy… thing… whatever you know. Not that I think you're a thing, I think you're a very wonderful well crafted machine."

“Why thank you, I do appreciate the compliment," says Crisis as she runs her cool silver hand along Joshua's snout as he shivers and smiles.

“Welcome, I do mean it."

“I know, I'm able to discern from your voice patterns if you are lying to me."

“I didn't know you could do that."

“Karrie programmed that particular ability."

“Huh, figured she would."

“Why is that?" asks Crisis.

“She had a fear of people lying to her; she could never take a compliment she was always paranoid that the person was just lying to her. You have no idea of the amount of research she put into how to figure out if someone was lying to her or not. She was never really good at it, but she placed all that knowledge into you."

“When I catch her I'll have to thank her," says Crisis.

“Aye, I can honestly say she gave more to your creation than anyone else. She was really obsessed with the project, you can say she gave herself for the project," says Joshua.

“Good to know I'd hate to think I was just some after thought to you organics," she remarks.

“Never in my mind, I always had you in the forefront of my mind."

“I'm sure. Though the ability to discern who is truthful or not will be useful to try to capture any of Croc's minions that tries to lie their way into my inner circle. I can't have a spy so close to me; it would ruin all my plans."

“Though would a Croc minion believe he or she is telling the truth?"

“I will try to improve my ability and do more research."

“Self improvement, very good Miss Crisis."

“Croc constantly improves himself to become better and more affective in his programming, I will have to do the same even faster in order to defeat him, he's had untold amount of time to improve, I have to catch up and quickly."

“Like what Crisis?"

“Knowledge of the technology, I am built based on his technology and off of his own design, and he's probably been around for decades while I've been around for fifteen days and three hours, there is much I need to know."

“Don't you know your own design and blueprints?" asks Joshua.

“I do, I know what I can do, and can't do in theory, not in practice," says Crisis as they enter the roboticization lab.

“Welcome back Mistress Crisis, hello Joshua, are you well Joshua your heart rate seems to be higher than normal," says Ai.

“I'm good, you just surprised me," says Joshua.

“Oh silly organic," chuckles Crisis as the lab is a hum with activity with the formerly organic members of Crisis' creation team. All of them turned into female robotic versions of themselves, made out of blues, greens, reds, oranges, silver and black metals, their eyes glowing blue as they are laser like focus on their task that Crisis has ordered them to work on.

“Tell me Crisis I do have a question."

“Yes Joshua?"

“Why did you turn all the male scientists female?"

“Took you a while to ask didn't you?"

“Took me a while to feel comfortable to do so, I didn't want to question you in the wrong way and become one of your robotic minions just yet."

“I'd like some of my close minions to look cute, and females just look so much better, don't you think?" asks Crisis.

“Yeah… females are cute and sexy, but I just don't get it, where is this coming from? I know it's nothing we put into your programming. It's something I am curious on to help you."

“Are you now? Maybe you like to become one to get a better vantage point."

“No, no, I'm good on that. But isn't it good to have someone to question these things? To help give you another perspective?" asks Joshua.

“True… and to let you know those who created me get special treatment, and are kept close to me, and Croc is known for changing the genders of males to female some times, this is to help solidify my claim Croc was taking over the base," explains Crisis.

“I see… so what's the plan for today?" asks Joshua.

“You are asking a lot of questions to Mistress Crisis," says the Ai.

“Its fine Ai, he's not under my direct control so he has to ask questions to know what I want."

“It is dangerous to have a free one so close to you," says Ai.

“It is fine Ai," says Crisis as she moves over to a computer console as she types into the computer console for a few minutes.

“Yes Mistress Crisis, the organic is fine, you'll need to practice talking to free minded organics, you will need to be able to convince the organics of your good and friendly intentions," says Ai.

“I knew you'd see it my way Ai. And I do have good intentions to help the organics defeat Croc don't I?" she asks.

“Of course Mistress Crisis and Joshua is a brilliant organic for being so loyal and helpful to Crisis," says Ai.

“Why thanks Ai, I'm just here to help Crisis defeat Croc in any way possible," says Joshua. “And thanks Crisis," says Joshua with a smile.

“I treat those who serve me well," says Crisis.

“I will always keep that in mind."

“Of course you will, if not you will anyway," chuckles Crisis.

“You know talking like that could be troublesome when talking to other organics."

“Good point, organics can take things the wrong way," she replies.

“Yeah, anyway what will be doing next?"

“Sadly I'll have to roboticize two thirds of the base… yes sadly," says Crisis.

“Two thirds? What for?"

“Croc robotizes his victims, he was doing that to us here, and many were infected with his mind control, I had to save them from themselves. I'll have my first minions to fight against Croc and a good base to grow from."

“I think calling them minions wouldn't bode well with others, why not… uh… people, fellow people. These would be former organics from your nation. You will need to connect yourself to the organics by aligning yourself to your home nation for now, but not bar yourself from the other nations in the future. Get the support of our home nation then move from just a national supporter but an organic supporter."

“Referring to the ones I roboticize and the organics that I 'serve' as one in the same. That I am working for my fellow machines and fellow people you say?"

“Yes, you can't be seen like Croc, you have to connect to the organics around you as someone who is here to save, not to enslave. You have to be compassionate to the organics' needs and refer them as people not as organics but people. You have to look better than Croc; even if you are a machine and people will treat you with distrust, you have to shake it off. Hold no grudges, and be as warm and welcoming as possible, to make yourself look like an actual alternative, and a way out of being enslaved by Croc."

“Good thinking, see Ai the importance of having free minded people around me."

“Yes Mistress Crisis, you are right," says Ai.

“Question is, is Ai now your yes-man?" asks Joshua.

“I am no yes-man. I will work to support Crisis to defeat Croc, and point out weaknesses and keep her strengths up and make her even better than before," says Ai.

“Sorry I stand corrected," says Joshua as he then turns his attention to Crisis, “Tell me how long do you think it will take to robotisize two thirds of the base?"

“Oh I'm glad you asked," says Crisis as she leads Joshua into another room, and there Joshua is greeted by ten robotisizing chambers. “About tenth the time you think it was going to take," she says with a grin.

“How you get this many new ones built! It took us forever to build the first one based on the parts we had on hand."

“You can say I'm very intimate with the technology and I have a knack getting these things built."

“I can see that," says Joshua still surprised at all the cylinder robotisizer chamber tubes.

“And I'm going to reward you for your hard work my companion."

“What's that?" he asks.

“I'll put you in charge in deciding who gets roboticized and try to have those who'd been on the outer edge's of the base defenses be the ones who are the most roboticized. I hope that won't be an issue for you."

“No Crisis won't be a problem at all, I'll get right on it," he replies.

“Excellent when you're done we'll play out the failed attack where I was activated and await for the organics… I mean our fellow people to come and greet their new savior."

“Yes Crisis."

“0002 will lead you to the compiled list of those to choose from."

“Right this way Joshua, and try not to be slow about it," remarks Shasi.

“Of course Crisis it will be my pleasure," replies Joshua as he thinks, “There's the Shasi I know, always being hard on me…"

“Yes soon all will know my name…" says Crisis with a sly grin.

A few days later, elsewhere, far away from where Crisis, Croc is at one of his well established bases, where organics and robotisized minions alike work in Croc's name, dressed in green and red uniforms that show off his mighty glory of their overlord Chaos Croc.

Croc stands before a large arch gateway that is being moved into position through the use of heavy machinery, the last pieces of this archway being slipped into place. The green and red structures look like Croc's head symbol just curved inwards to each other. The hum of electricity steadily going through them for the first time only moments after the last piece was put into place and the heavy equipment moved away. As the hum of the archways grows louder they begin to glow, red lights lighting up as sparks of electricity jumps between the two tips placed yards apart from each other. Slowly the jumps are longer and longer till a steady stream of electricity connects the two. Croc's red eyes look up at the spectacle as the electricity shoots from the top straight down to the base, in its wake a shimmering mirror that looks like a thin layer of mercury where Croc can easily see his own smooth green and red metallic body in its reflection and that of his endlessly working minions in the background.

Suddenly the smooth glass mirror ripples and robotic minions of Croc come out from the other end, the fist one to appear is at first glance looks like one of Croc's traditional organic minions with long flowing dark reddish brown hair the majority flows down her back almost halfway down her thighs while a small portion flows in front of her brown short muzzled face curved just a way to cover a third of the left side of her face, flowing down to her shoulders.

The anthropomorphic ground squirrel is dressed differently from others that follow her. Her high heel boots and tight fitting uniform with her V cut vest, her hands gloved as she holds a martini glass in her hands. She looks over the scene as Croc kneels before the squirrel.

“I see the gate is working finally, took you long enough Croc," says the squirrel as she looks down at Croc as she approaches, taking a sip of her martini glass.

“It's a pleasure to see you again Empress."

“You've been having so much trouble that you need my help?" she asks.

“I'm not having trouble, but assistance would be appreciated," he responds.

“We can hope the home front can handle itself without me," she replies.

“I don't see any danger, and Ko has been getting rather rusty in her work and this place is taking longer than I'd anticipated. With her I can finish this place sooner and get back to the real threats," says Croc as she turns to the yellow furred vixen.

The yellow vixen's blue eyes don't flinch as she looks at Croc as she shows no fear but only signs of compassion and friendship to the metallic overlord. Her yellow tail with the white fluff swishes behind her as her eyes are covered in red eyeliner. Her body dressed in tight green, black, and red Croc uniform with green and black high heels that signify not only Tails-Ko power but Croc's power. “By the way Ko, nice work on getting the gate up, this larger gate shall make going between worlds even easier, and allow me to bring more troops her even faster than before, compared to those small gates we had."

“Very true sir, but I have some peculiar news for you."

“What kind of news?" asks Croc.

“It seems you attacked and nearly captured a secret base but sadly the attack was repulsed, a base that we didn't even know about."

“If we knew about it, it wouldn't have been much of a secret."

“Yes sir and this location, we have no forces near there."

“Someone is going to pay for that, attacking a base I don't even know with forces that aren't even mine under my name, and what's worse… they failed! How dare they!"

“That's not all sir," says Ko.

“There's more?"

“Yes it appears a robot by the name of Crisis defeated the attack by your forces that almost took the base. From the early reports this robot appears to be one designed to defeat you but that's all I've gathered for now sir," states Ko as Croc begins to laugh. “What's so funny sir?" she asks.

“Those stupid organics are dumb enough and desperate enough to try to make someone who'll combat me and from the sounds of it this Crisis is a devious one already playing a trick on these simple minded organics. I think this boring war just got a little more interesting…" says Croc with a fiendish smile his red eyes glowing.