"I haven't seen allot of Automatons." I reply. "But I'm not afraid of them, I've seen the real stuff--" My eyes flicker to a dragon automaton. She grins. It's got spikes and everything, wicked looking. "Still not afraid?" She asks. "A little...sad. Long sto--"

Something crashes in the ruins.

I get a glimpse of something white. "What was that?!" I ask. Sprocket frowned. "This place has been cleared from any falling wreckage or hostiles..." Her eyes widen. "It was probably a spy, come on!" She grabs my sleeve and we start towards where I saw the flash of white. 

We run, and I see a glimpse of someone turning the corner. I whistle, and immediatly Cobalt rushes past me, chasing the person.

I hear a yell, a bang, then Cobalt shrieking. I put on a burst of speed and round the corner. There is Elliot, standing with a whimpering Cobalt at his feet.

"What did you do to him??!!!" I yell, dropping down beside my dog. His plating is melting around his torso, and his wiring was hurt pretty badly. I needed to get him to a repair table.

"We need to talk," Elliot says, slowly. I turn towards him and glare. "What is all of this about the automatons being in your army?" he continues. "SailHaven is mine, and therefore everything in it is mine as well. You were under my orders when you made that army, and I just made you a general. That does not mean that you can go flaunting our forces to strangers!" He yelled the last word, putting extra emphasis on it.

I stare at him. "Well," I say, "Obviously you don't care to much as it is a member of your army that you just injured. I will not be ordered around like a mindless slave. My loyalty is to SailHaven, not to the king."

I turn around and start tending to Cobalt. Elliot walks off.

 Is this OK Eliot? 

Hmph. Why did I give powers to a teenager?

I walk into the senate building, and finish knotting my scarf over my gleaming black suit. 

Senetor Faye. Senetor Snari. All the senertors are here. Begin my speach.

"Senate of SailHaven. We need to take more desicisive action. Too long have we waited for our petty informats to give us usless information. Spys are still among us. I herby say that we must militarize our vampire patrols. Most of you here are vampires, the last of the Highborns. We must fight against susspected terrorism. A girl who currently keeps the majority of robots in the city, Sprocket, has been deemed irresponsible. Let us take a vote: all in favor of boosting our defense agains Octavia and those who are not worthy of SailHaven, like Sprocket, should raise their hand."

Hands were raised.

"We must also beware of rouges and spys. Many have fled from SailHaven with stolen secrets. I say we draw the vampires back together, and with them unite against rouges. Many have been branded traitors because of refusal to tell us information. We need all information to fight Octavia. Come, we must fight against the evil that stalks our world. 

"Was...that..." I breathe. "Yes. That was the king. I thought you talked to him?" "I did, but...." "I know.... come with me." Sprocket says quietly.

Not worthy???!!! I crouch outside of the building, listening to the talk within. I hear Kimilene start to chew Elliot out, and the angry mutterings of the council members. 

I was sick and tired of it. Tired of Elliot thinking he was bigger than us. Tired of being looked upon as a poor, helpless teenager. Tired of being a slave to royalty. Tired of being disrespected.

See how they treat you? See how you are cast away like a rag doll as soon as you provide troops? They treat you like a mindless slave, and they are wrong. We will treat you like royalty, and you will have the pleasure of seeing them pay. Punishment is all that awaits them, and you will be the one to inflict it...the vioce penetrated my thoughts, rippling through my brain. They were right. I was being treated unfairly. Just because I said one wrong word(and I didn't even mean it like that) they call me a traitor and deem me unworthy of existing. I would not stand for this. If this was how they treated me, then they were goig to have to pay. After all, all of the automatons in the city listened to me, and only me. 

Senator Faye was an old charrie of mine, should I still use her? I guess I could post from her point of view (the council meeting)

I see Sprocket muttering. How stupid. SHe thinks she has all the automatons...