05-001 had chunks of metal in his chest and the rest of his body. So did his friend. 10-001 had no arms. The damage that they suffered was critical. Both of their hair and eye colors reverted to normal. Some of their bodies had already turned back to the gray blob forms. I picked up 05-001 and looked him over. He was not responsive. We shared a look. Neither was 10-001. Paul dragged 10-001 by the leg over to the Red Grind with minimal effort. The cyborgs were actually really lightweight when they wanted to be. Or, in this case, only heavy when they made themselves that way on purpose. When we got them into the club. We brought them to the back. "Let's figure out all the stuff we can from them." Paul said. "And after that?" I asked. He shrugged. "We'll see. I'll try hacking him. He's the one with the womb right. Maybe we can use him to breed special troops for the clan." he told me. I thought it was a bit excessive for what happened. I took 05-001 into a separate room. I placed the cyborg on the bed. I looked at the shards of metal in him and began to pull them out. I got 17 of them.
Once they were out, the body jerked and then stilled. The body fully went into blob form. I heard a faint "AEP unit designation 05-001.... Booting." Then I got a bit of water squirted at me. I groaned as it was cold and hit me in the eye. I moved to the other side of his body. "AEP Organ Critical Damage.... 73%.... Purging Organ." The still exposed organ was pushed further out until it fell to the side. It was a mangle piece of scrap now. I then watched as the large chest cavity closed up. "Booting... 91%" he said. I had to wait another minute before he began to blink his eyes. He looked at me and then his chest opened up again. I put my hand on the top of his nozzle and pushed against it. It could not fully engage. "Stop it. You're going to cause another critical error." he said weakly. I just looked at him and said "I don't care. We could have killed you just now. Put your organ away and get back into your disguise." He looked at me for a few seconds before the nozzle went back in. "I did it. Now move your hand already! I don't want a human reaching around there! " he snapped, still weak.
His body then went back to the disguise he had on at the hotel. I straddled his hips to keep him from moving too much. "Listen, you need to get the fuck out of here." I said. He looked at me and frowned. "Where's 10-001!?" he demanded. "Paul has him. As you saw earlier, he's much meaner and stronger than I am. You need to get to the safehouse and report back to your clan. They will have to get you. Otherwise, Paul id going to do all sorts of bad experiments on your bodies." I told him. 05-001 glared at me. "This is why humans should not be in clans. They can't help put stick their noses where it doesn't belong." he spat. I just looked down at him. "We were just fine until you attacked us. We are just defending ourselves. Paul takes things a bit too far, so I'm giving you a chance." I told him. "But I bet you want something else." he said. "I want you to get us an alliance with your clan." He began to squirm. "What!? Never! We won't rest until ever human in a clan is dead!" he said dogmatically. "Then you guys are going to die! Paul took you ultimate attack head on and nearly killed you!"
