Having a giant main hall was a great attraction. They looked around. It was probably much grander than anything they had ever seen. The X-frames were visible in their tanks. As we were looking around, we got a notification of something. I looked at Mason and told him to go check it out. "We'll be at the trading post." I said. He nodded and jogged down the hall. I took the others to the trading post. That is when they all pulled their big guns on me. I just rolled my eyes at them. This was totally typical. It was good I got Mason to leave first though. "What are you doing with this shit!? I don't have time for this." I said. I then ran to them and began to beat them up. I used my fist and magic spells on them. I got them all down to critical. They were scared and besides themselves with anger. They had powers related to magnetism. However, I was not augmented like many of the cyberpunks in the area. A power to make me stick to walls or the floor did not affect me. Even 12-001's power to be immune to all of the bullets was not effective. I did not need guns to kick their asses. Not with all my magic.
12-002 and 003
12-004
Being defeated so easily really hurt their pride. I could tell that it would be a bit shameful. If I was curb stomped by a level 1 mob, I would also be very upset. "How is one human beating us!? This is not supposed to happen. It does not make any sense!" an extremely frustrated 12-002 said. I just said "I think that you all underestimated the awesome power of PBJ Clan. Now can you call your friends and tell them to call this war shit off? You thought you could ambush us, but you guys are the hostages now." They looked at each other and 12-004 pulled out a cellphone. He told the clan leader what happened. After a bit, the war was called off. I sighed in relief. I looked at one of them. "Hey. Do you want to be an ambassador for our clan? An alliance is probably in your best interest. If I could take you all out on my own, just think about it for a bit. If Paul and Brett were here, you would already be dead." I said. They shared a look and seemed to agree. After another phone call, they decided to let 12-004 stay with us now. That was fine. I had bigger concerns to deal with. Water Clan was hostile.
12-002 and 003 were kicked out. I did not want them here anymore. Brett was down in the AEP lab. I asked him what happened when he and Mason went down to see the Pierce Clan in Jazni Town. He frowned. "It was some stupid AEP loser that came to just insult us." he said with a flick of his wrist. He seemed pretty dismissive. I looked at Mason. He nodded. He added "They wanted us to do a job for them." "What was it?" I asked. "It was to go kill some police in the area that was onto them. They did not trust Volition Clan for some reason. Obviously, not something we would break a sweat doing." Brett said. That was true. "So, are we on good terms with them now?" I asked. Mason said "Yes. They already promised to have an alliance if we could pull it off for them." That was all that we cared about. I told them about the fight in the dojo. Brett got a chuckle out of it. I did not see Paul. Brett had not heard from him in a while either. I called him on the phone. When he answered, he was panting. I asked if he was okay. Apparently, he had to fuck some of their PEP units for strong half breeds.
