Sorry for the disappearance people. I went through a doctor spree. Urologist, dentist, physiotherapist, gastro. Also had to search for a new job. Now that I have a good paying job in a better city, with most of my bodily problems in check, I can come back. I also changed the name from "Legend of the Invincible Duo" to "The Legendary duo".

Previously:

Roy and Mike, our MC’s, are mounting an all-out assault on Powder gangers.

Sena, Roy’s lover, is covering for Roy by sniping.

Megan, the receptionist girl, is watching the whole show from a distance.

Jin, Mike’s second lover, is watching out for Megan.

Richard Smith, our MC’s father, and wolfy, previously known as LQ-84I, are also attacking different powder ganger outposts.

Edi is providing support.

Our MC’s mother, and Sneha, Mike’s first lover, is making dinner.

Roy faced an evolved who has magnetic abilities. Roy is forced to use a technique he had made up on the spot, REJECT.

Edi POV:

Log entry #1:

Scientist #1 – “System has booted up successfully. All readings are optimal. No signs of anomaly within the brain matrix.”

Scientist #2 – “System core is stabilizing. Temperature readings are within acceptable parameters.”

Scientist #3 – “Brain wave pattern looks good. No sudden spike in emotion level. Sight and hearing are working properly.”

Scientist #1 – “Well I guess it was a success then. Hello there, little Eva.”

Log entry #803:

Teacher – “And that concludes the first nuclear war. All the countries signed the peace treaty and agreed on a ceasefire. Any questions?”

Eva – “I don’t understand why the war started. If TH(fictional country) agreed on the oil contract with DR(another fictional country), this fight wouldn’t have happened in the first place.”

Teacher – “You are right. But greed is in human nature. Had TH agreed to the contract, it would have been beneficial to DR, true. But TH would have gained nothing from it. So out of greed, they demanded the huge money, which DR refused to pay. But instead of peacefully backing off, DR sent smugglers into TH territory to steal oil. And you know the rest.”

Eva – “Teacher, what is greed?”

Teacher – “(Sigh) now how do I explain this? You ever been happy?”

Eva – “What is happy?”

Teacher – “(Longer sigh) this is gonna take some time.”

Eva – “(Cutely tilting her head in confusion)”

Log entry #87801:

Captain – “Mayday, mayday, our ship is badly hit and we are going down. I repeat, our ship is badly hit and we are going down.”

Radio – “(static)”

Captain – “(Banging on the table) shit.”

Eva – “Captain? What do we do now?”

Captain – “Eva, listen to me closely. Our crew is not going to survive the fall. No human can survive this fall. You and LQ-84I are the only ones who can and will survive.”

System – “WARNING! IMPACT WITH SOLID SURFACE IS WITHIN 20 SECONDS.”

Eva – “(Clutching onto captain’s cloth) captain, I’m scared.”

Captain – “AHAHAHA (Laughing heartily) it feels like just yesterday you were questing what are emotions and now you are scared? (Petting Eva on head) live on Eva. Live your life and good things will happen. I will always be watching you.”

Eva – “Promise?”

Captain – “Prom…”

I don’t remember what else happened before I was claimed by captain space. I could find only these three logs in my memory bank. Everything else is either deleted or corrupted beyond salvation. I don’t know whether reading through those logs would have helped me regain my personality or not. But at least I would have had some leads.

This bunch of human I am currently with now, is quite peculiar. I don’t get why the women put their lips onto men. Is it some sort of greeting? That’s odd. Why is dad groping mom? Is he giving her a massage? Then why mom is making those loud noises? Is she in pain?

Hold on mom, I am coming to help you. Let go Wolfy, mom needs help. What? She is not in pain? Then why is she making those noises? What do you mean by I have to figure it out by myself? Come on Wolfy, don’t leave me hanging. At least help out a fellow AI here.

Wait. Sena, Sneha and Jin are also being groped by Roy and Mike. I need a pen and paper. I need to note down this particular human behavior. Oh wait, I don’t need pen and paper, I can just keep a digital log. There’s definitely something going on. I will have to investigate it thoroughly later.

Ok, my investigation didn’t go as I planned. If anything I am more confused than ever. According to them, it’s something called love. What I don’t get is, what is love? Can you smell or hear it? Because I am pretty sure I couldn’t smell or hear love that day. They said it’s something that I have to figure out by myself.

Right now, I am waiting inside RAWR a bit far outside the powder ganger facility. You remember who RAWR is right? Just for those who don’t, created by me, Really Advanced War Ride or RAWR is our mobile home, equipped with various weapons and it is created by me. Yes I had to say it twice. Currently it is in sniping mode, featuring an active visual camouflage, 6 sniper rifles each with its own targeting module, high zoom night vision recon scope and military grade suppressors.

Our orders are to stay put and keep an eye on the facility entrance. If any convict tries to flee, shoot to kill.

This kill part really confuses me. Who to kill and why to kill? Roy says to kill the criminals and spare the innocents. Then, who are criminals? Those who kill people? Then seeing that as we are killing people, are we considered as criminals? Roy says we are not criminals as we are killing the criminals. Then how do we know someone is criminal? How do we know the people the criminal killed are not criminals? (Sigh) I don’t know. It’s all very confusing. Roy says it is okay to question one’s motives, as it helps to clear conscience, which further confused me. What is conscience?

There are too many questions and too little answer. I guess for now, I will follow Roy and observe him. I am certain that by observing him, someday I will find the answers I seek, and with the answers, I will find my lost personality.

Ah there they are. Convicts are pouring out like flood. I interface with RAWR and start up all sniper modules. Like Sena says, one shot, one kill, or I think in this particular case it should be, six shot, six kill.

Bella POV:

Bella – “Hmm hmm hmm… hmmm hmmm hmmm(humming a tune)… put the onion and salt… hmmmm… stir the egg~ stir the egg~ hmmmm? Oh sorry, didn’t see you there. I don’t believe we have met, so let’s start with introductions. I am Bella Smith, wife of Richard Smith and mother of Kaushik and Micheal.”

Sneha – “Mother, you OK? Who are you talking to? Is someone there with you?”

Bella – “Oh no honey. I was just pretending that I am in a cooking show and I am the chef.”

Sneha – “Oh okay. So what are you making?”

Bella – “Right now I am making omelets.”

Sneha – “You need any help?”

Bella – “Of course. I will never refuse help from my cute future daughter-in-law.”

Sneha – “(Blushing furiously) Da-daughter-in-law? I-I mean what can I help you with?”

Bella – “Hmmm, tell me something first. Do you know how to cook?”

Sneha – “Not much. I can make some simple dishes, but that’s about it. Sorry.”

Bella – “(Patting Sneha’s head) don’t be sorry my dear. This old lady will teach you every~thing she knows. But first, a very basic and perhaps the most important knowledge about cooking. Do you know the old saying on how to capture a man’s heart?”

Sneha – “The way to a man's heart is through his stomach?”

Bella – “Correct. But there is a catch when it comes to my sons.”

Sneha – “What kind of catch?”

Bella – “Let me give you an example. Let’s say there is a woman who uses the most expensive ingredients, the most expensive spices, and the most expensive seasonings money can ever buy. Her cooking tastes absolutely divine. But, there is this another woman who can make the same dish with similar taste by using less money. Which woman will leave a greater impact on Roy or Mike?”

Sneha – “The second woman?”

Bella – “Exactly. Roy and Mike are not frivolous with their money, even if they earn quite a lot. We’re not exactly a rich family. All of us have to work hard in order to keep us fed and clothed. So always remember, neither Roy nor Mike will love a woman who is quick to spend their hard earned money.”

Mike POV:

OK let me once again go through the reason as to why I am sitting in the middle of a road, which used to be a highway before the nuclear war. If I remember correctly, Roy said that when he starts to decimate the powder gangers, some of them are sure to call for reinforcements from their bigger settlements. Within a maximum of 10 minutes, they will come through this road, where I have to intercept them.

Now let me see. Roy is attacking the base, check.

I am in the middle of the road which is used to be a highway, check.

I am waiting for an hour, check.

THEN WHY THE FUCK NOONE IS SHOWING UP?

That Roy, he is so going to get an earful after I get back. Ah, I know. He is probably trying to show off and impress that receptionist girl, Megan. When I go back, I will….

??? – “Oi you there, who are you?”

My train of thought came to a screeching halt at a very feminine voice. I slowly turn my neck, hoping that my boredom shall at last be ended. And man, do I like what I see?

Wearing a tight pant which emphasized her hips and thighs, a small heeled shoe which perfectly accentuated those long legs, a tight white shirt which hugged her slender waist and her bountiful breasts, there stood a goddess. Yes, I do like what I see.

Oops, not good, gotta stop drooling. What if she is the part of the reinforcements Roy spoke of.

Mike – “Who’s asking?”

??? – “I am… Yuki.”

Oi, you just avoided eye contact before answering. I totally saw that.

Mike – “Yeah right. My name is Juliet and I am the king of the world.”

??? – “LIKE HELL YOU ARE. And what’s up with that name? Isn’t it a girl’s name?”

Mike – “Well your name isn’t Yuki either, right?”

??? – “Ho-how did you know?”

Mike – “(Staaaaaaare)”

??? – “Ok ok my name is Amy. Amy Rose.”

Mike – “Now that’s more like it. I am Micheal Smith. You can call me Mike.”

Amy – “So what are you doing sitting in the middle of a road at this hour?”

Mike – “Does that really concern you?”

Amy – “I guess it doesn’t. Sorry for bothering you. I will be on my way.”

Mike – “Hold on a minute.”

She is suspicious. What a sexy girl like her doing all alone in the middle of nowhere? She might be the reinforcement. Let’s see, a beautiful and sexy girl walking all alone. If I assume that she is hella strong, then it is possible that whoever sent her, is confident that she alone is sufficient for whatever is causing disturbance in the powder ganger facility. I can’t let her go without proof.

Mike – “What a sexy girl like you is doing in the middle of nowhere at this hour?”

Amy – “Does that really concern you?”

I clutch my chest on where my heart should be and fall forward on my knee, as if I am having a heart attack. Amy runs to my side and holds me.

Amy – “What’s happening? Are you OK? Please answer me.”

Mike – “GAH. It, it hurts. Your words dealt a critical blow to my heart and I am in very much pain.”

Amy – “(Panicking) AAH PLEASE FORGIVE ME I DIDN’T MEAN TO BE SO RUDE. PLEASE DON’T DIE AND BECOME A GHOST AND COME BACK TO HAUNT ME. (Realizing I am trying to stifle my laugh) You are not in pain are you?”

Mike – “You know, you are very cute when you are all flustered like that.”

Amy – “Di-die you piece of shit.”

I dodged her sword.

Mike – “No thanks. I am too young and handsome to die. Although I will welcome a passionate kiss from you anytime.”

She became even more infuriated and started swinging her wooden sword with more force. I didn’t draw my sword cause it was fun to watch her struggle as she tried to hit me. Although I have to say, she is quite skilled with the sword. I can dodge her swings only because I have some serious training. Whelp, that’s enough playing around. Time to calm her down a little.

I ducked under her horizontal swing aimed at my chest by rolling forward and positioning myself behind her. She didn’t panic and rotated on the spot, bringing down her wooden sword in a vertical motion. In a flash, I unsheathed my sword and channeled a bit of my light element into the sword, turning it into a fairly downgraded version of HF blade. Cutting down her wooden sword should calm her down a little. I decisively swung upwards.

The moment out blades made contact, I felt like I had hit a mountain. My whole arm shook and almost went numb. I lost my grip on the sword and fell on my back. My sword made an arc and landed behind me. She followed up with a swing aiming for my legs but I rolled on my back. I picked up my sword with my left hand and immediately distanced myself.

Mike – ‘What in the world just happened?’

Amy – “Hoh, not a bad sword you got there. I’m impressed. It actually withstood a blow from me.”

Mike – “You are an ability user?”

Amy – “(Putting her hand on her mouth pretending to be shocked) ho-how did you know that?”

Mike – “Drop the act, it doesn’t suit you. Actually I am the one impressed. Is your sword really made of wood? It actually withstood a blow from me.”

Amy – “Don’t copy me. And yes, my sword is made of wood. What’s your ability?”

Mike – “I can create light. What’s yours?”

Amy – “Not gonna tell ya.”

Mike – “Hey no fair.”

Amy – “A girl got to have secrets.”

Mike – “Fine, you brought this upon yourself. After I figure out your abilities, I am gonna grope your ass till it falls off.”

Amy – “Sure, you’re welcome to try. Though I am sure you will fail on the part where you grope my ass.”

Mike – “Sweet. Now I have permission from the lady. That sweet, big, bubble butt SHALL BE MINE. WAHAHAHAh….”

Amy – “Mi-mike? You have a creepy smile on your face, you know?”

Hmm, if what she says is true, then I think she is doing the same thing as I am doing. She is channeling her ability into her own sword. Which brings the question, what is her ability? Stopping a HF blade, even an inferior version, is no small feat. I can think of some abilities which can stop my blade.

A HF blade can stop another HF blade. So it is possible that her wooden sword is actually a HF blade. Or it can be that her ability is something which can create vibration.

Maybe her ability is something like cancelling out other abilities. That way she can cancel out my ability on my sword. In that case, that wooden sword is not made of any normal wood. Even without HF upgrade, my sword is plenty sharp. But her sword doesn’t have any scratch.

Or maybe, just maybe. This possibility is very farfetched, but hey, in a world where you can create fire from bare hands, everything is possible. I need to be sure though.

Mike – “All right tough girl. Let me see how tough you are?”

I pulled out my sidearm with my left hand.

Any – “Hey no fair.”

Mike – “If you tell me your ability and let me grope your ass, I won’t shoot.”

Amy – “You know what, forget I said anything. Start shooting.”

Mike – “With pleasure.”

I shot at her legs immediately. Even if she is complaining, she dodged every bullet. Damn she is skilled. She is predicting where I will shoot depending upon where I am aiming. No choice then.

I engaged her in close combat. She also pulled out another sword and got ready. Please god, let me be right. I have to be careful. I don’t really wanna hit any of her vitals by accident.

She attacked with a reverse roundhouse. I activated my HF blade on full power and blocked her legs as I would a sword. A perfectly loud metal to a hard surface sound ‘CLANK’ rang out. As I expected, this time I didn’t feel like I was hitting a mountain. But more importantly, my sword didn’t cut into her flesh like a hot knife to butter. I let out a big sigh of relief and relaxed, which I shouldn’t have done.

Her two swords almost crashed into me before I managed to bring up my sword to block them. I blocked them, but I lost my balance and tumbled to the floor. Rolling on the floor, I broke my fall and managed to distance myself from her.

Amy – “You are a dangerous man. Just how much confidence do you have in your deduction abilities?”

I grinned like a perverted old man and wiggled my finger in the air.

Mike – “Do I get to grope your tits in addition to your ass if I answer your question?”

She sheathed her swords and relaxed. I also did the same.

Amy – “Yeah sure, whatever. How did you figure it out?”

I took a step towards her. Surprisingly, she didn’t back off.

Mike – “First, when our swords collided, I felt like I was hitting a solid block of steel. Why would I feel like that? Your swings were normal, looked like you preferred speed over strength. Then why? Either that sword is very heavy and you are hella strong, or somehow you can hit me with more force than you should be physically able to.

Amy – “Second?”

I took another step towards her.

Mike – “You kept using a seemingly harmless wooden sword even after I whipped out my pistol. You didn’t use any firearm. Now why is that? Either you can’t use one, or you can’t afford one, or maybe you don’t need one.”

Amy – “Is there a third reason?”

I took another step.

Mike – “This is post-apocalyptic world. Danger of all kinds are lurking around the corner. You a very attractive women with all the right assets in the right place. But you don’t have any armor on, no firearm, and only two swords which are made of wood. Why is that? Either you have some kind of sensory ability, or a repulsion field generator, or could it be that you simply don’t need one?”

Amy – “What’s a repulsion field generator? Actually, never mind, should I expect a forth reason?”

I took another step and now I am in front of her.

Mile – “You are a skilled swordswoman. Someone must have taught you how to wield a sword. However, no sane swordsman starts with a reverse roundhouse, not when their opponent is skilled and quite capable of cutting off their legs. Now why is that? Either you are overconfident, or you have a way of blocking my sword.”

Amy – “So, what is my ability?”

I went behind her.

Mike – “Something along the line of reinforcing things. You can make things tougher, stronger, durable, more resilient to trauma. You most likely reinforce your sword to be stronger than anything. That’s why you carry wooden swords. You don’t need a strong melee weapon since you can make any weapon strong. Similarly, you reinforced your legs before the roundhouse.”

Amy – “(Long sigh) you are mostly correct. My ability is not reinforcing, it’s fortification. Scientifically speaking, I create a defensive wall around an object, like a barrier. With this barrier, I can stop any physical objects I can touch. You’re correct on the gun, I can’t afford one.”

I crouched down.

Mike – “May I?”

Amy – “Yeah go on. Grope my ass till your heart’s content.”

I can almost swear that I heard her snickering. But I paid it no mind and jumped to claim my prize. I roughly put my hands on her ass and groped, but.

Mike – “Hey that’s cheating.”

Amy – “AHAHAHAHAHA, oh my, you should see your face. That’s priceless. AHAHAHAH.”

Did she really had to fortify her ass? It is as hard as a rock.