The Daemon Conflict
By: LadyBard
Epilogue
His recovery was slow and
painful. For the first few cycles, Bob slipped in and out of consciousness,
sleeping in long stretches. Nightmares plagued him, but he endured. He had won.
And whenever he regained consciousness, Dot was there, wiping the cold sweat
from his forehead after he dreamt and making him as comfortable as possible.
He heard things. Rose
saying he was lucky to be processing. His armor had shielded him from serious
damage, but it would take a long time for him to recover. Bob already knew he
would never have the power he once had, at least not fully. The memory of
something teased at his processor. An encounter with two old friends who had
given him another chance and of something he had lost, but the more time that
passed, the more the memory faded.
But he was alive and he
had kept his promise.
* * *
Katiyana was one of the
first to come see him about two cycles after his awakening. Bob could now sit
up and eat, although Dot continued to assist him. Rose had finally allowed
visitors.
"There are things we
must discuss," as always she got right to the point. "All the
infected Guardians have been freed."
Bob nodded curtly.
"There is much
confusion now. I have been attempting to restore order but it is difficult.
There is much that needs to be done and many feel much justice needs to be
dispensed."
"Has anyone from the
High Council survived?"
"No," Katiyana
said. "I told you there is much strong emotion within the Collective.
Guilt and anger. Some surrendered their sanity. Others decided they could no
longer face life."
"User no." Bob
whispered. "Do we know who?"
"Yes, although
others are still missing. I will see to contacting the families of the
deceased," Katiyana said.
"Thank you,"
Bob said.
"There is something
else," Katiyana went on. "There is talk of an uprising against the
Guardians."
"Oh User, no."
Bob muttered. "We can't let that happen, Katiyana. After all we've been
through."
"The Collective
needs leadership," Katiyana said. "It needs its Prime Guardian. It
needs you, Bob."
Bob bowed his head.
"It was what Turbo
wanted." Katiyana sighed, "I'm sorry about Turbo. If I had known what
peril he was in at the time I would have never sent the keytools into
sleep."
"You did what you
had to do. Turbo understood." Bob said.
"Bob," Katiyana
continued. "The records have been opened. It's official. You are to be
appointed the new Prime Guardian - that is if you wish it."
Again, Bob's eyes closed
in deep thought. Prime Guardian, Bob had never in his processing aspired to
that title. He had always rather naively thought that Turbo would always be
there. Turbo had given his blessing and the Collective needed him. He would not
turn his back on them.
"Yes, I will
accept," Bob said. "Although my home is in Mainframe, I will perform
my duties to the best of my abilities."
"Then as the only
remaining high-ranking official of the Collective, you are hereby appointed
Prime Guardian."
Katiyana stood. "I
take it there are people you'll want to tell?"
Bob smiled at her as she
walked out.
"Turbo," Bob
whispered aloud. "I'll make you proud of me, I promise."
* * *
"Bob!"
Bob smiled at the little
green-skinned sprite as he entered the room.
"Hey there, Little
Man," Bob smiled and set the bowl of broth aside he had been given. He
held out his arms and Enzo ran gratefully into them.
"I was so scared,
Bob, when they said you took a bad fall," Enzo said against his neck.
"You looked so sick when they brought you in and Dot was crying and I
thought - I thought --,"
Enzo's voice broke and
Bob knew he was crying, "Don't go away again, okay? Promise?"
"I --," Bob
said. "Enzo look at me."
The sight of the boy's
tear-stained face filled with admiration, tugged at Bob's core-com.
"You're old enough to understand that nothing is definite. I'll try never
to leave you, but if I do, know -," Bob sighed, "Know that I love you
like your sister does."
Enzo's lower lip trembled
and his eyes filled with fresh tears, "I - I love you too, Bob," Enzo
wrapped his tiny arms around him again. "Um - Bob?"
"Yes?"
"Does this mean that
you and Dot are going to get married now?"
Bob chuckled, "You'd
like that wouldn't you?"
"Well yeah, sure
Bob! You'd be my brother then."
"Then I guess we'll
have to won't we? Think you can put in a good word for me?"
"You bet!" Enzo
rushed to the door, then turned back, "I knew you could do it Bob. I knew
you could defeat Daemon."
Bob leaned back and
closed his eyes and smiled.
* * *
Bob had other visitors
over the course of the cycle.
Matrix and AndrAIa
entered his room early one morning. Dot was feeding Bob breakfast and the
Guardian was enjoying every nano of the pampering. Matrix hesitated but Bob
motioned him forward and AndrAIa gave him a shove.
"I - um -- Bob - I
mean, Prime Guardian, sir -- well I wanted to report and - I wanted to see how
you were doing."
"Sit down,
Matrix."
The brawny sprite obeyed.
He looked close to normal now, as Bob did, as their infection was slowly
fading, except for the patch over Matrix's eye.
"How's your
eye?"
"It doesn't hurt as
much anymore," Matrix said.
After Daemon's
destruction, every trace of her presence had been eradicated, including
Matrix's eye, which had disintegrated within its socket. The pain had been
almost unbearable for the young sprite. Zif was fashioning him a new one but
until then he was forced to wear the patch. He didn't mind it though. AndrAIa
had told him it added to his, 'roguish good looks'.
"We wanted to
congratulate you, Prime Guardian." AndrAIa smiled, "No one deserves
it more than you do."
Bob blushed slightly and
lowered his eyes, "Maybe."
"What do you mean
maybe?" AndrAIa placed her hands on her hips, "Don't you start that
'angsty' stuff Bob, I have enough trouble dealing with Matrix!"
"Hey!" Matrix
turned around and gave her a look of mock indignation.
Bob decided he had better
head the inevitable argument off while he could, "By the way, you two,
thank you for rescuing me."
"I screwed up and
nearly got you deleted!"
"Enzo, it's all
right. You didn't see me hanging up there, nobody did. You had to defend
yourselves when Tentacles attacked you."
I know but --,"
"Enzo," Dot
reached across the bed and laid her hands on top of her brothers', "Matrix
-it's all right. We've won and Bob is back with us."
Matrix looked into his
sister's eyes for the first time since he had been infected and returned her
slight smile.
Maybe there's hope
after all, Bob
thought.
* * *
"You should have
seen her, sugah!" Mouse went on and standing behind her, Ray shook his
head in amusement. "Dot fired on that portal and the whole thing went up.
Took out more of them than I could count."
"So I've been
told," Bob gave Dot a stern look and she blushed.
"Uh oh, he's not
giving you trouble is he, sugah?" Mouse asked Dot.
"For firing into a
portal? Oh no, why should I be upset about that?"
"It worked didn't
it?" Dot muttered.
"Yeah, lighten up,
sugah," Mouse said.
"Hmph," Bob
snorted, "Help me out here, Ray."
"Oh no mate,"
Ray raised his hands in surrender, "You're on your own. You're not getting
me in the middle of those two."
"Thanks a lot,
Ray."
"He thinks he's hot
chips now because he's Prime Guardian," Mouse said. "Oh yeah,
congrats, by the way."
"Better late than
never, eh Mouse?" Bob smiled, "So lady, do you want a position on my
staff?"
"What? Are you
joking? Be in the Guardian Collective? Besides, I've already decided to accept
a previous job offer," Mouse smiled at Dot, who looked at first astonished,
then pleased.
"What? Dot? You
offered Mouse a position?"
"You snooze you
lose," Dot said smugly. "Mouse is now our official weapons and
tactics chief."
"Well I'll be
spammed," Bob smiled, "Congratulations Mouse. Finally settling
down?"
"Course not! I'm
just takin' this because I've been bored as of late," (Ray gave her an
incredulous look) "and this will make a nice diversion."
"Same old
Mouse," Bob smiled.
* * *
Visitors came and went
daily, much to Rose's annoyance, who kept insisting that everyone leave Bob to
get some rest. But actually Bob was more to blame than the visitors. He
insisted on daily reports as to the condition of the outside world. Most of
this information came from Dot, who couldn't spend as much time with him as she
liked since the cleanup efforts were in full swing.
Of the thousand or so
Guardians present in the S.C., only a few hundred were present and accounted
for. However messages were coming in from Guardians in the outlaying systems,
now free of the infection. Some were cries for help as the people rose against
the Guardian forces in their confusion.
The Mainframers were
spreading the word throughout the capitol of Daemon's destruction and assisting
in the cleanup effort. Rose and her new staff were working round the clock treating
wounds and combing the city and towns for anyone who needed medical aide. Bob
was beginning to feel a little guilty just lying around, although Dot assured
him he deserved it after what he had been through.
As for the condition of
the Hall, Katiyana had told him honestly (and he had appreciated that) that it
was still in horrible shape. A group had to be sent in to eradicate the bugs
and clean out the residue from Tentacles. It was a disgustingly arduous task
that Bob wouldn't wish on anyone.
Then came the mourning
for the dead. Although no one from the command center personnel had been
deleted, Bob was saddened to learn that their casualties had been heavy and
families hoping for a happy ending were now forced to endure further misery.
Bob promised to himself to make it right.
Their troops had been
decimated and the damage to the Mercurius extensive. It would be many
cycles before the ship would be flight ready. Dom graciously offered his
factory and the land surrounding for the continued use of the war-weary
Resistance. Irina and Max would remain in the Super Computer until their ships
were repaired.
Katiyana had suggested a
job for Zif on the new High Council and Bob had agreed, but Zif had refused. He
wanted to be a Guardian studying the games and developing new techniques to win
them, which was what he had wanted when he applied to the Academy. Bob had
sworn him in immediately.
SiRCe also turned down
his offer of a Council Position, stating she wanted to rebuild her life
somewhere else, as the Super Computer held too many bad memories for her. Bob
suspected what the situation was, but out of respect for her, said nothing.
As for the uprising
against the Guardians Bob knew the dissention was very real. He often heard the
medical staff whispering about it at night when they thought he was asleep. Bob
didn't know how much time he had to stop another conflict, so he concentrated
on getting better as soon as possible.
Bob also learned that
dozens of enemy troops had been taken and were now residing in the Hall
detention area and the converted storerooms similar to the ones Bob and Matrix
had been held in. He learned from Dot of the enemy prisoners in Mainframe. Well
that was another file he would access when the time came.
* * *
Late one night, at the
end of the cycle, he had another visitor.
"Bob?"
"Hexadecimal."
Bob said.
She appeared before him,
"So my mother is dead."
"Yes."
"And you deleted
her?"
"Yes."
"Then I should
delete you. It is my duty to avenge her. Don't take this personally, Bob."
"Do what you feel
you must, Hex," Bob said.
The Chaos Virus
approached the bed. She laid a hand on Bob's chest and for awhile was silent,
"Something is missing."
"I know."
"Does Dot
know?"
"Hex, I don't
understand what happened myself, so how could I explain it to Dot?"
The virus chuckled,
"I suppose I'll be horribly bored now that this is all over."
"Are you kidding?
You have Melissa. Believe me, life won't be boring, ask Dot."
"Hmm," Hex
mused, "Perhaps I'll avenge my mother later." Then to Bob's surprise,
Hex gave him a kiss on the mouth. Bob accepted it without protest, "I have
always wanted to do that." Then she was gone.
Bob shook his head,
"That is one strange lady."
* * *
Applause broke out as Dot
helped Bob into the command center. It lasted for a good five nanos, while Bob
stood, smiling embarrassedly, his face flushed.
Gavin approached and
handed him a mug, "Drink up, lad! This is the first time we've had ta'
celebrate and ye are the guest of honor!"
Cheers and whistles
erupted once again, as Bob drank deeply of the frothy brew.
Dot helped him to a seat;
"We have a surprise for you."
"Dot please, I don't
think I could take anymore --,"
"Hello, my
son."
"Phong?"
The venerable sprite
rolled towards him. "Hex was so kind as to portal me here but I cannot
stay long - why --- what is wrong my son? Why are you staring at me like
that?"
Bob frowned at his old
friend as a memory flitted just beyond coherency, then Bob shrugged, "I'm
just surprised you're out of the P.O."
"As I said, I cannot
stay. Specks is seeing to things and he has Hack and Slash to assist him
--,"
"Hack and
Slash?"
"Yes, I know. I
wanted to see if you were well and hope you will be coming home soon?"
"Yes," Bob
said. "As soon as we tie up some loose ends here."
"Very well - oh - by
the way -- where is Melissa?"
Almost shyly, the little
virus stepped forward. She was the only person who had not visited Bob and the
newly appointed Prime Guardian wondered if she were embarrassed because she
hadn't believed in him. He would find out one way or another.
"You will be staying
with Hex in Mainframe?" Phong asked her.
"Yes, Phong."
Melissa replied.
"Enzo had made a
request of me, but I needed to be certain before I acted," Phong opened
his built-in file drawer, rummaged around for a nano and withdrew an icon,
"Then you will need this."
"Ooh! How
nice," Hex said. "I just love playing dress up!"
"That is for
me?" Melissa said. "An icon?"
"When you return to
Mainframe I will register you properly -- if you desire."
"Of course she
does!" Enzo chimed in, then blushed and looked at Melissa, "I mean,
you do, don't you?"
"Yes," Melissa
said, "Thank you Phong."
"You are quite
welcome, my child."
"You see
Melissa," Enzo said, "I told you everything would turn out all right.
Like Bob said all you had to have was a little faith. I knew it wasn't going to
be easy but I knew that it would turn out like I said and now we can be friends
and you'll live in Mainframe and --,"
Melissa placed two
fingers on his lips, "You're cute when you babble." And the
girl-child virus moved her fingers and gave Enzo a quick peck on the lips.
Everyone in the room
stared in speechless shock but none the more shocked than Enzo. When Melissa
stepped back his violet eyes grew wide and his mouth opened but the only thing
that came out was an unintelligible croak.
"Enzo,
speechless." It was Matrix who finally broke the silence, "Now how
long have I been waiting to see that?"
"Melissa!" Enzo
said when he regained his voice. The room erupted into pleased laughter and Enzo
blushed hotly, but the little sprite didn't seem as put out as all that.
Bob thought how glad he
was to be among them.
* * *
"Where are we
going?" Dot asked him for the nth time. She had a million things to do at
the command center and now her love had pulled her away, making some excuse
about needing her to help him with some 'things'. He had literally dragged her
outside and coxed her behind him on a zip board.
"You'll see,"
Bob said cryptically. "I will say this - you and I haven't had any time alone
since I returned and besides, you needed a break. You've got a lot written on
your disk, pretty lady."
"Yes," foremost
in her mind were the two Enzos. She had missed one brother growing up and now
it seemed his young counterpart was growing up as well. Although the peck had
been innocent, it was an uncomfortable reminder to Dot that her little brother
would not be little forever.
Dot almost didn't realize
it when they descended into the forest and landed near the pond that had served
as their emergency water supply. "This is nice."
"Um hmm," Bob
smiled and he pulled her to him and kissed her.
"We're going home
tomorrow." Dot said. "I can't wait."
"Neither can I"
Bob smiled at her. "Things are going to be difficult for us over the next
few minutes. We might not get to see each other as often."
"I know," Dot
sighed. "Not to mention that there will be trouble from all directions.
You've got a daunting task ahead of you, Prime Guardian."
"You know that title
sounds so nice coming from you," Bob held her tight. "You'll be with
me."
"Always." Dot
breathed against his mouth and then she kissed him.
* * *
The Mainframers stood a
short distance away in the clearing where the ships once again had landed and
were undergoing repairs. Their forces would remain there until the ships were
fully operational, then make the journey back. For now, the Senior Staff would
return home temporarily. Hexadecimal prepared to create a portal as Bob still
wasn't up to full power and Rose had expressly forbidden him to do it. Dot was
giving last minute instructions to Dom.
"We should be back
in a cycle," Dot said. "Continue with all clean up and repair
operations and contact me ASAP if you have any questions or concerns. And Dom
--,"
"Yes?"
"I think we're going
to make a great team. I never thought of having my own confectioner's
company."
"Yes, I believe so,
too." Dom smiled.
Dot saw Katiyana and
SiRCe coming towards them. "You know, SiRCe has some fine leadership
qualities. Perhaps you can convince her to stay in the Super Computer and
assist you."
Dom blushed scarlet.
"That would be nice."
The portal opened behind
them, "See you in a cycle." Dot said.
Katiyana approached Bob;
"I'll hold everything down within the Capitol until you return."
"Thank you,
Katiyana, for everything."
"No," Katiyana
embraced him, "Thank you. You sacrificed much and you saved us all."
Dot moved next to Bob and
the two stared with happiness at the sight of Mainframe within the portal.
"The most beautiful
thing you've ever seen, isn't it?" She asked him.
"Not as beautiful as
you," Bob replied
"Oh very nice,
you're getting good at that."
"Thank you."
Matrix and AndrAIa were
the first through. Mouse and Ray followed. Enzo helped Melissa inside.
"Well come on you
two!" Hex said. "I can't keep this open forever!"
Bob sighed and slipped
his arm around Dot's waist and gave it a squeeze, "Let's go home,
sweetheart."
"I couldn't have put
it better myself."
* * *
It was a familiar scene;
the cheering masses greeted them again when they arrived. Mainframe was truly
safe as last. Bob and Dot once again surveyed the scene of celebration but this
time, their thoughts were on a different line.
"I hope we're worthy
of this," Dot said. "It's far from over. There's still a lot that
needs to be done."
"Yes," Bob
whispered. His thoughts turning to his new title and all the new trials they
faced.
"But we'll be all
right Bob."
"I know we
will." The Prime Guardian turned to her and drew her against him and
kissed her.
"For now," Bob
said. "I'm just glad we've come home."
Author's afterward:
You know it is necessary
to add the obligatory afterward. First off, I wanted to say how much fun it was
writing this work (and how hard, time consuming, and frustrating) but nothing
good is ever easy. I hope everyone who has read this enjoyed it. I hope I
captured the essence of ReBoot and all its marvelous characters. As previously
stated I had fun writing it, and I'd love to hear your feedback, or if you want
to contact me just to talk ReBoot that's fine too. Email me at
LadyBard@email.msn.com or you can ICQ, MSN. Yahoo or AOL Instant Message me.
There are also people I
must mention here and I think they deserve hearty thanks for their assistance.
Julia Cat, Daemon (Meghan Wilk), Meighan Birrell, and Charisma, for allowing me
to showcase my work on their wonderful sites. And to Hanako (distant rumble of
thunder) for all her opinions and criticisms, which were an immense help, as
well as Dan Green for his opinions and thoughtful insights on the Enzos.
But to coin a phrase from
Mike the TV, "But wait, there's more!" Look for the sequel to Daemon
Conflict, tentatively titled, "Aftermath: Daemon's Legacy" (may
change). It will pick up where the story left off an alternate between a few
months and about seven years from Conflict and tie up all the loose ends. Stay
Frosty everyone!