Polyx and Zyonis, Birth of a Rivalry

[HobieWan]

A distant solar system, within the halls of the Akademic Lunar Station above the planet Cortex...



Doctor Polyx and his protege, Doctor Zyonis, are studying their recently acquired artifact: The Head of the ancient Cyborn Emperor, Helvard.

Polyx: My dear boy it would be far too dangerous to give Helvard a body. He has shown nothing but contempt for us and humanity...

Zyonis: Polyx I understand this but he could lead us to what we seek. Cortex was the capital of his empire once, it could be where the Cyborn have hidden it...



As they bicker and argue, two clones of Doctor Polyx himself stand guard over Zyonis' pride and joy, the prototype Killbot known only as Helmut. Polyx clones are widely used by the Akademy as guards.



Helmut is a prototype of Zyonis' attempts to recreate the deadly Killbots of the Cyborn Empire.



Polyx: ... And despite all of my protests to the contrary, Zyonis... I know that this bot you have been building directly contradicts what I am arguing with you entirely. You built H-23 with the express guidance of this dangerous head in a jar.



Helvard: Do I get a say in this?

Zyonis: Doctor... I must protest. He gave me the designs and nothing more, the ancient Killbots of Cyborn had OTCs for weapons. Helmut has nothing more than a common garden-variety hedge trimmer. Albeit.. one reinforced to cut through bone, but I digress...



Helvard: No seriously, I know I'm just a head in a jar but come on... I would like to weigh in here.



Polyx: 43, cut the power to H-23's case. We're shutting this down. Prepare to jettison him into the moon's core.

Polyx Clone 43: Yes, sir.



Zyonis: Polyx?! What are you saying?! That is my life's work, you can't just jettison it because you don't agree with it. You bastard... You'll pay for this!



Polyx: Zyonis I have seen it within you. The Spark of Ensanity. You wish for violence and destruction like the rest of the Brikverse. That is not what we do here at the Akademy. At least not randomly. Guards, escort Doctor Zyonis here from the premises. I will file his termination paperwork posthence.



Zyonis: You'll pay for this, Polyx...

Polyx Clone 43: Stand down, Zyonis. You can leave the premises on foot, or via the airlock.



Zyonis I thought... you would help me, Polyx. I thought you were my friend, my teacher... But I see now. You are a roadblock on my way to bigger and better things. An obstacle to be destroyed.



Zyonis: I'll be back, Polyx... And your test tube cops won't stop me then.

[HobieWan]

Later that night...



Polyx Clone 78: So when are we flushing this trashbot anyway?

Polyx Clone 43: Tomorrow. Doctor Polyx was sidetracked filling out Zyonis' termination paperwork. You know how the Akademy does things. Something as simple as "this employee has been fired" requires running to seven different departments and meeting with about five student governing bodies for some reason.

Polyx Clone 78: Don't I know it... Did you hear something?



Slow, methodical steps echo through the research station's halls...



Polyx Clone 43: Zyonis? Is that you?





Polyx Clone 43: He has a Cyborn Lance!!! Zyonis, stand down or you will be PUT down!!!



The Polyx Clones open fire on Zyonis, hoping to put down the mad scientist before he puts them down...



Something is wrong though... his speed is immense. Much faster than it should be, he quickly dodges the gunfire and approaches Polyx Clone 78...



... And bifurcates him with ease thanks to the coursing energy of the Cyborn Lance.



In a fluid spin he turns and removes 43's gunhand as well, then advances, flipping the Lance into a reverse grip and...



... runs 43 through with the bladed pommel of the lance.




Powering down the Cyborn Lance, Zyonis watches as an alarm begins to flash on the far door. More guards will be coming any moment.



Zyonis inputs the code on the keypad that totally exists on the side of the containment walls... And the force field containing Helmut begins to power down.



Helmut: Greetings. You have activated my power source. I recognize your facial features from my databanks. You are creator one, constructor of this one. I am accessing available data storage...

Zyonis: I'll save you some time. You are H-23, but I call you Helmut. You are a modified and customized Killbot of the Cyborn Empire, but built in the modern day.



Helmut: Understood. You are Zyonis, recently terminated from this project, and yet you are the one to save me from destruction. Why?

Zyonis: You are my life's work, Helmut. I could not let you be destroyed... Now I wish for you to destroy my enemies and serve as...



Polyx: ZYONIS! Stop this at once. I have no idea how you singlehandedly dispatched of my guards with just a Lance, but I'll put an end to you and your creation this instant with my own if I have to. I may be old but I know how to put down a murderous brat and his pet robot.



Zyonis: Oh is that right, Polyx? You are here to stop me? Helmut... Show Doctor Polyx the might of a Cyborn Killbot.



Helmut: Understood.


Kick.

BANG.



Helmut: Did I put him down? I was aiming for the head. It appears my aim has not yet been perfected, I must still be under the effects of stasis.

Zyonis: He's down for now, but I know Polyx. The bastard always finds a way to come back. Come on, we may be formidable but we can't handle a whole platoon of his copy/pasted guards.



Helmut: Hm.. That is odd... I feel something in the back of my processor unit... Oh well, I'm sure it's nothing.

Helvard: I AM YOUR EMPEROR. I TOLD YOU NOT TO LEAVE ME BEHIND YOU IDIOT. NO DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!!

Zyonis: It is nothing. You are a bot, you don't get "feelings." Now come on, Helmut.

[ninja_bait]

Mm good fresh hand cut soap

[MadMario]

Nice start! Everything there from cyborgs to clones! Waiting for how the things may develop