Time: 1800 military time. 6 pm if time zones aren’t included.

Day: 3rd of July. 120 G.A.

Location: The Second Biggest State. Sorry Texas, you aren’t the biggest in border. But the population surely is big… in weight…

“Whee!!!”

“Damn it Catherine, just hop off so I can take care of these damn birds.”

“No! Nononono!”

Shaking her head, Catherine squeals once again into the air, her crotch riding in the middle of John’s back. John however, is currently zipping through an amusement park in the state of Texas. The reason for Catherine’s enjoyment is due to the occasional bump in the track, as John is currently using a rollercoaster track to zip into the air, three aircrafts similar to before hovering near the amusement park.

As for why the choppers are following the two robotic experts, is due to one reason.

Invasion of their territories. The U.S. still controlled the state of Texas due to it being next to Mexico, which still exists due to U.S. cash influxes.

Although John had the capabilities to take out the annoying birds in the air, he couldn’t due to the excessive horny weight on his back. Using the Gaia form, John couldn’t hover in the air like the choppers, although John did have something in his body, or rather he had the capability to change into something that could.

But that is only if Catherine would hop off his back.

“Catherine, for the love of your porn, get off my back!”

“Ghuehehe, you are my porn! I want MORE!!”

“Dammit…”

Using his sensors, John looks for a part of the rollercoaster track that reaches the highest point of the track, the apex. His audio sensors pick up the whirring of the barrel of the chopper’s gatling gun, a clear sign of hostility. John activates his thruster to a mere 30%, breaking the sound barrier and almost reaching Mach 2.

(Un)fortunately, Catherine loses the ride of her life and is blown away by the sudden increase in speed. Her moaning becomes a scream of ecstasy as she hits and slides down a flag pole, the American Flag between her and the pole. Although it has never fallen from that pole for decades, it has now become soiled.

Going faster then the output of the gatling guns, John reaches the top of the track easily, and lets go of the rail. Having enough time to initiate his next bodily program, John begins his newest trial run.

“Avian Form, active.”

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“What the hell? The bogie just jumped from the track!”

“Just keep firing the gatling, I’ll prepare the Magnetic Propulsion Missiles.”

“Alright, just don’t mess up the guiding A.I.I.S.” (AN: I should note that it is pronounced ‘Eyes’)

In the cockpit of the chopper in the triangular formation above the rollercoaster track, two American soldiers sit in their seats, pressing triggers on a remote control. A few packages of junk food can be seen around the cockpit, almost appearing like the room of the game addict.

One soldier is currently turned around, fiddling with a foot long metal cylinder, labeled MPM. He is tapping away at a electronic signature pad, to ensure that everything in it’s system is updated to the current situation.

“What the hell? Look at the bogie, it’s behaving strangely..”

Getting the attention of his co-pilot, he walks up to the cockpit screen and window, peering at the wolf-like robot that was once there before, but is now hovering in the spot it jumped to, four discs attached to it spewing out highly concentrated energy to keep the heavy mass it calls the body.

But the body was currently… a ball of black with orange lines all around it.

Dropping his honey bun, the co-pilot stares in awe at something not out-of-this-world.

“What the hell…”

Getting a glare from the pilot, he looks at him wondering why he isn’t also looking at this weird U.F.O. However, the pilot’s mental condition finally kicks in.

“This is my cockpit. Pick up after yourself.”

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The nanobots scramble across his body, the Hiltzirium, Phorium, and Varisum implemented body changing its structure to something unlike before, the discs used before hover outside his body, the propulsion giving John’s systems time to obey his command.

Merging, formatting, integrating new weapon systems and putting away old ones. The four limbs from before now flatten out inside the concealed mass of nanobots. The tiniest bit of clinking metal sounds can be heard throughout John’s systems letting him know the choppers are still on the offensive and not staring in awe at his wonderful creation.

Feeling a little miffed, all John can do is wait a few minutes for the transformation process to take place.

His suspension shifts slightly to accommodate for the difference in limb structure, his body basically becoming flatter and flatter, the ‘ribs’ losing their function and jutting out of the chest of his new body.

Feeling the settling of the transformation, he slowly uncurls from his position, still hovering in the air. The three choppers come up on his scanner, the sound of overheated barrels clearly shown on his sensor.

Stretching his new limbs, the four discs hover in the center of the limbs, their flat surface allowing propulsion in multiple directions possible. Surrounding John hovers at least five discs, each intermingling through a cord made of electricity.

John turns on his emoticon. On his signature face plate, a smiley face appears. Death awaits for others in his Avian Form.

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“Move move move move!!”

The co-pilot yells at the pilot, the weird robot now changed into something completely different.

The thing had four wings, with little discs hovering in the center of the wings. It had a tail as well, but most likely it wouldn’t be used as a weapon. There are five similar discs hovering above the body of the robot, the orange electricity showing its use as a connector between the five discs hovering and spinning like a hypnotic dance.

The glowing lines from before are spread across its body like a machine’s circuits, and the head begins to glow slightly as an image appears on its visor.

“Hey, are you seeing that?”

“Yeah, isn’t that a smiley face?”

Those were the last words the two say as John tilts his wings slightly and increases his thrust capacity to 50%, allowing for a fast dash forward into the cockpit, his two right wings cutting the chopper in half, causing an explosion to occur in the triangle formation.

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Finishing up his inflight corrections of his flight systems, as well as the propulsion needed for the mini-battle ahead, John uses his sensors to check his surroundings. The roller coaster tracks lay crushed below, due to the fallen metal once called a chopper, and the other two choppers in the air awaiting his next move.

John spins lazily around to face both choppers in the air, beating his metal wings because it is needed to control where to point the propulsion system. His tail ‘feather’ is used for another purpose though, and he decides to use it on the last chopper.

Using 50% propulsion, John pushes forward to the chopper hovering on his right. Activating his weapon systems, the five discs jet out in front of him, the electrical lines connecting them together in a pentagonal formation.

The chopper uses suppressing fire on the discs, as the pilot inside the cockpit sees the little spinning discs as weapons of destruction. Two MPM missiles appear from the wings of the chopper, their propulsion guided by the massive amount of electrical force generated by the discs.

But it is no use as the missile is cut in half before it could even explode on impact.

The five discs continue on their journey, and the chopper meets its now determined fate by electrocution. The discs spin around, the electricity pulsating with every revolution made by the pentagon. The orange lines of electricity begin to shrink in on the chopper, and the showing of meat burning can be seen inside the cockpit. This doesn’t last long as the revolutions cease, and the discs all crash into the chopper, causing it to fall apart.

The discs return back into the pentagonal formation, and John continues to stare at the other chopper. The chopper doesn’t move though, so John uses his ‘major’ weapon, the one weapon this form will be known for in his coming days.

John lifts up his flat tail, it bending similar to a scorpions, just bending down and underneath. The tail splits into two, as electricity begins to run up and down it. The circuit lines begin to glow around the two-pronged tail as John thrusts forward to the chopper.

The chopper begins to turn around, the soldiers inside clearly frightened by the ‘bogie’. But John is already next to the cockpit, the space between the tail generating a ball of orange electricity. The tail begins to spin, the two-prongs going over each other similar to an egg-beater would.

John latches onto the hull of the chopper, and keeps the chopper from escaping, using his propulsion to counterbalance against the aircraft.

From afar, it looks like a beam of light splits then vaporizes the chopper itself, only scrap metal falls from where John was holding the chopper.

Flying back down from his warm-up, John goes back to the collapsed amusement park. The draft and heat from his propulsion system caused mayhem to the surface and image of the park itself. The pool of water was fine, for some odd reason.

John quickly shifts into his Hiltz Form, which takes less time then when he change into the Avian Form. Due to his new form change, all transforming times extended due to ‘system load’. But it matters not with fairly decent protection, what John calls the nanobots.

John quickly begins his search for his dropped cargo, and find the flagpole still standing tall. Using his sensor, he looks for Catherine’s remains, but he finds her vitals just fine. Using his disc from his back, he begins to dig his way through by spinning the blades outwards from the disc, similar to a drill.

This allows Catherine the ability to jump through the hole once it was dug, clamping on to John like a mother would to her child. Although in Catherine's case...

Catherine looks up at John’s smiling face, and tears run down her face.

“It was so hot down here.”

“My bad, I didn’t calculate the consequences. Forgive me Catherine.”

“I’ll forgive you…”

“What do I have to do?...”

“Fuck me! It was so hot down there!”

“Wait, so it wasn’t my fault?”

John pulls Catherine off of his body, the fluids from her experience still fresh on his nanobots.

“Shit, this is going to take a while to get rid of…”

“Don’t worry! I can clean it. For a fee~”

“Damnit no means no, Catherine.”

“You meant to say ‘no means yes and yes means anal’...”

“... I have to wonder sometimes as to where you find your sources of information.”

John turns around and begins to walk away from the mess of a cyborg named Catherine Cummington. Catherine then gets her brain straight and yells out to John.

“Hold on John, I’m cumming!”A Wave of Shit_________________________________________________________

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