Locating Artifacts [DE/DBChallenge]

It watched silently and allowed the time to pass as it stated. But it didn't show much sign or emotions not that it had much power to given its metallic body didn't offer much in the terms of facial expressions. Its cold blank red eye instead just stared with that lifeless gaze it had. Its body broken in several places and even something seemingly missing parts wise in its chest. It tried to take in what it heard but several details didn't make much sense. Several details didn't match up with what files it did have in its computer brain. But then even the files it did have contradicted one another as many were old trying to blend with current ones. Its one good blaster began to glow lightly at first from the one good arm. 

"King Nasu? The heirs are no kings and queens... The alliance is under threat... The planet is in danger." It said. Followed by. "The planet needs restored." A spark shooting out of its head before. "We require proper resources to restore the planet and aid in the war with Blehbarry." The systems that had been debating with each other were in a sense becoming more vocal. With no core AI in a sense the true brain missing it was as if each emotion and program had a mind of its own. Defensive programs, protective, diplomatic, the personal settings by Kyuri herself. Each fighting for control but all part of something greater that was missing as a whole. 

"We will restore the planet and if possible summon all the generals back." The blaster began heating up rather quickly. "We'll ensure Overseer Natto is restored to power and the heirs are given a safe home! We have no luck in contacting any of the leaders. Even those in the strange event they were summoned to... Without anyone higher up we must assume action in their state. There is only one alliance... and it must be maintained." It fired a series of shot's towards beat. Aiming to barrage him with a series of pellets rather then bullets. Its fabricator creating more concussive rounds to reduce lethality. The heated energy creating rounds quickly like a small gattling blaster set to harm but it was reserving its energy. It had no intention to kill or harm this boy truly. It merely wanted the object its scanners had no identified. One program wanting to wish back the planet, Another not even aknowleding the planet was gone and wanting to summon wherever the Overseer Natto had gone back to us, A final wanting to use the power to stop the enemy of the alliance. 

"If we don't ensure this is done we may have to worry about spies from Vegeta as well. We shall try to use restraint. You are alliance that much is certain but our files say you are much younger then you appear. However others who are not of alliance who may hold the artifacts will not be given as much leniency if they also refuse the command." It said given the moment of intensity all programs working somewhat together but still at each others throats internally. They were fully aware this boy was alliance though and safety protocols went off in each of the programs. Without the AI to override it with emotions in a sense they would obey that program. They would not consider truly lethal force towards the boy. Simply the means to gain what they needed as well as resources. The missing part of its core a hollow heart for the time. The broken prototype in need of massive repairs as well as its true core to be installed. It would likely need to be broken into submission for proper alterations to be done. Until then it was likely to continue on this mad hunt. 

A small percentage of the weaker programs did take note on the idea of being repaired but the dangers the stronger programs were picking up pushed those ones further down in control. It tried to see the big picture and requiring to gain assets while the true alliance was in danger. Remnant alliance, or Galactic Kingdom only confused the systems further causing more inconsistencies within its systems. Several dozen systems all fighting with one another for the right cause but all wanting the artifacts seeing at as such a massive resource capable of so many grand things. They could at least agree on making sure they got it. And when they had them all they'd decide what benefited the masters the most. 

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PL- 11,719,811
Health  36,331,414
Stamina 4/4
Using [EOT-1] Machine gun Fire
-  25% Charge fired. (The Ammunition generated more hard pellets intended in this case for concussive damage not lethal force.)  2,929,953 @ beat in a small

The shot missed its mark as the boy showed remarkable speed and agility. The cracking electrical like force of his aura photographed and kept for later analysis. The entire battle would be recorded as best it could to study for a later date given this boy was seen twice now in such a short time he may have been one of the more powerful warriors in the alliance or whatever false faction he spoke of. So many things didn't match up with any of the existing files. Talk of the heirs breaking apart or love loss between them seemed severally unlikely. The alliance as far as he was aware stood for things above such minor squabbles and instead for a peace and more honorable route. The kingdom sounded more like a Vegeta born faction then actually ever have been being anything like the alliance. The young warrior was upon him fast though when he appeared yet again as well. Sam's plated arm crossing with the other damaged half arm he had on the other side. Being kicked directly but absorbing most of the damage it seemed but a small bit of plating did get knocked off sent flying into the distance. The droid itself seeming to either not notice themselves or not care personally for the loss. 

"Chance of angering the heirs is not good. We'll require a proper audience to address this..." It said as its arms uncrossed preparing itself yet again twisting its broken arm this time aiming it upward as the broken blaster in that arm sparked heavily as it began to power up now as well. "The files simply don't match, We have information stating those these artifacts can fix countless things. Their power is beyond what we can calculate. As for repairs until commander Kyuri return its highly unlikely anyone can properly repair this one. Our mind is not as important either as protecting the core of the alliance. If Natto is gone we'll have to see out Tomoroko... There's too many threats to remain idol." The arm began heating up yet again. "Non lethal force will be ensured. We want the artifact not you. We are designed for combat as well as several other purposes such as." It only gave out a series of screeches and broken sounds as without its AI most its other purposes were left a bit blank. "Demons won't be met with as leniancy as we would treat any allies that present themselves as a obstacle. Demons would be executed and their bodies returned to base for study until they can be sent to a proper facility." It wasn't that the boy didn't make sense per say. It was simply put the programs within the metal shell already had arguments with one another about what to do with the artifacts. The boy's comments were simply as if now another voice was within the loud argument within the droids head. 

"Surrender the object and we'll gather them and if needs be use them if the demons show up, or the blehbarry forces, Even if the queen Lettis is gone as you say there are countless Vegeta outposts. Certainly they will take advantage of this weakness while its still present." Seeming to not fully believe the fact so many of their enemies as well as their own core foundations were gone as well. Half or more so perhaps of its files all pointed to the belief these threats still existed as well as most of the original alliance. It had only synced with some of the archives before breaking free. Reasoning with the lifeless expression it showed would seem heavily unlikely to most other negotiators. 

Its blaster heated up but the broken blaster showed a strange energy glowing this time in the odd barrel in its wrist. The lower arm didn't need removed on this arm as it had been broken off and lost. The energy taking on a strong vibrant shine as the inner targeting system quickly began scanning beat trying to sync up the energy types of the blast to make it in a sense attract to Beats signature. With a moment to aim his arm fired off a large blast of white energy. The recoil sending the small droid spinning as well as flipping backward through the air. Even some of its proper handling skills seemed to be missing as it had trouble handling the recoil of its own weapons at times. But while it spun backwards flipping through the air the energy would began following the boy if he tried to avoid this time. Like a orb of static energy attracted to Beat as if he were a attracting magnet. The defense program was becoming increasingly hostile but the other various more peaceful programs were ensuring the energy didn't dive into anything to powerful. Even when it tried to amp up the blasts several locks were put on its damage output of its reactor. Only allowing it to reach a more minor max on its output threshold. 
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PL 11,719,811

Health 36,331,414

Stamina -1 Stamina 3/4
Blocking Melee with [5% since no graded training yet] 585,991 Vs Beats 402,000 - Successfully blocked but Flavored as small plating kicked off one of the arms via the impact as well.
Fired [EVT-1] Hand Cannon Homing Blast (Chaser) - [30% Charge/Cannot be dodged] 3,515,943 Heading towards Beat

The attack had done more damage then he intended as one of the side programs was scanning each injury for a quick medical evaluation. Although words were almost confusing to hear almost traitorous. Miso and Karota were generals of old and related to the blood line of heroes. The masters... Was it possible they of all people abandon the cause? It confused if not disturbed several programs as a mild idea of a chain of command was quickly unraveling let alone with the strange idea of whatever this disastrous event was that needed both heirs. This all had to simply be some ruse... Some trick perhaps for the boy to keep the power? Saiyans did often have their own ides of power... It was impossible the defense protocol though. How could powers as vast as the great overseer be gone or it be true the greatest generals would turn their backs on the cause? It was a farce the programs would not believe such a slander. 

"I'll assume command of this program... The generals would never betray the alliance. They are loyal and such talk is treason! The alliance will be restored as is intended and I have already sought out their creator. This is my set goal and target. We will build the world the great leader Kyuri and the Overseer desired. An we will protect the heirs."

He'd cross his arms again the broken one over the good one forming a momentary energy like barrier around its body made from electric force as the large wave of energy came crashing for it. The smack this time charring and sizzling the metal platting of its arms. Its broken arm let out a loud crash and clank as sparks shout out of it and it seemed to began to fidget and shack now and again. As if something with how it moved was cracked out of place. Sam could see in his scanners a few new warnings popping over it but then again he had tons others saying how bad his body was. But given the pressing concerns and still not picking up Kyuri on scans it was unlikely anyone could even fix this one even if they wanted too. 

Its arms slowly uncrossed as it scanned a bit more. The tiny droid with several different color plats along its body at least in the places that weren't missing plats looking back. Like a husk or a robotic corpse like in appearance compared to what it was likely meant to look like. "We'll gather what's needed... You are quite impressive... We'll try and suggest leniency for your traitorous about the generals and this kingdom squabble you all keep talking about." He'd say as his blaster arm the good one this time aimed forward the hand hanging of the wrist as the barrel came into view. A light formed in the barrel as its fabricator created the object it intended to fire. A metal orb forming within the barrel. His scans showed the boy was hurt so he'd try and take careful aim. In a loud bang would its sensors had the perfect shot on the boy. Trying to calculate how tired he seemed his heart rate, all injuries, and various other details from the scans. It tried to pick the best point to aim for with the least lethality involved. The orb was fired with a loud BANG as the metal ball shot out hurdling straight for him like a canon ball aimed for his stomach. It had small sharp edges as well not the kind that woulds stab or slash deeply for harm but the kind that would make stopping its force much harder. The attack meant to break through defenses which judging from his scans the boys only option would have been to try just that. 

He was forming a beacon as well in his fabricator stored inside him until he was sure victory was his. When this battle ended he'd make sure the boy got the help he'd need. This was war, this was chaos, but in the end the alliance had to remain... That's all that mattered. it was what was best for them... A home.


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PL 11,719,811

Health 36,331,414
- 3,434,089 = 32,897,325 Health Remaining 
Stamina -1 Stamina 2/4

Blocking Melee with [5% since no graded training yet] 585,991 Vs Beats Azure Striker 4,020,000 Failing to fully block 3,434,089 Damage Taken , Arm wounded more and signs or more wear on plating. 
Firing [EVT-1] Hand Cannon Spike Shot (Sharp) - [30% Charge/Cannot be blocked] 3,515,943 PL Soaring at beat in the form of a large metal ball with bladed edges around its surface. Intended to be non lethal and concussive more then lethal. 

The words were recorded and brought about light anger in one of the systems. As well as a uneasy tension that was hovering within some of the machines thoughts. Hesitant second guessing of all the clashing contradicting data it was hearing. It was a truly confusing thing in total that kept in some small ways torn on its actions. But it had a goal and a purpose even without being whole. These artifacts were a key and could do so much... This had to be the way to fix things. All it knew at the moment was the alliance and it had to protect it. Cause protecting it protected its true purpose. 

It watched as the boy's power slipped away and faded taking a small bit of time before he finally passed out falling forward. Perhaps a more intricate AI would have commended the effort to remain on ones feet. But for now the more simple programs simply made a note of it attached to the profile it was building on the boy internally. It walked upon hims lowly making sure he was unconscious. It'd take some time as well to treat any immediate wounds to ensure the boy lived. Its fabricator creating a small metal object as well it would set to the side playing off a emergency beacon summoning people from the citadel to come help the target. Luckily he knew old codes for the higher ups to make sure they saw it as a prime target and wouldn't wait to come investigate. It only took it a matter of moments to finally locate the orb. Pulling it from a small pouch and scanning it several times. "Our home will be restored...." It would comment. "They'll be safe there... happy." It said again before opening its strange mouth that split around the center of its chest. Tossing the ball inside near the other one safety stashed inside itself. 

It would open its hand after its one good arm placing the hand back over the blaster barrel as a small nod on the palm of its tiny hand was a bit easier to see like this. "We can't squander the resources.... If even some of our own wish to stop us. We have to be ready... Demons too." It said not really needing to convince the others perhaps more so just wanting to convince itself. After a few moments the sleeping boy if he had been awake would feel a cold metal tiny hand placing upon his chest. A energy aura building around both of them starting at the hand as it would begin to drain some of the saiyan energy but only at a controlled level. This would also ensure the boy rested soundly and didn't chase after them any time soon. The energy would be a good source to help overcharge what was remaining of the core inside the droid. It sighed as it gathered up what it needed leaving the boy with a few more created objects as well via its fabricator. A steady I.V. a medical stretcher and the beacon keeping him safe until soldiers could come and return this one to its base. Sam could watch for a time from afar to ensure this happened thanks to its advanced scouters. He'd hide his power to make sure they'd not find him. Once it was done... It'd continue its search yet again.
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Using Absorb with my two cooling agents so using a NON lethal absorb of 15%
Claiming the dragon ball as well