It had been way too many hours now. That Navi had been standing completely motionless in that single same spot in a dark alley in the Undernet. With his totally blanc formalwear in massive contrast with the rest of the place, it was hard to fathom how he hadn't been ransacked or at least approached by some random Darkloid yet, especially with his eyes having been closed the entire time.
B.o.B. made a quieting motion hoping the navi wouldn't overreact and alert more troublesome attention to them.
This is not the kind of place for a navi like yourself to be loitering around carelessly...
B.o.B. looked around cautiously inspecting the alley way for any others, making sure they where not about to get ambushed. B.o.B. then looked back to the strange navi that was so out of place here in their white attire.
You can call me B.o.B. Now why don't we get you to somewhere a little bit safer.
B.o.B. reached out and tugged on the navi's jacket pulling further into the alley way instead of towards the open streets of the undernet.
Something wasn't right, there wasn't enough resistance as B.o.B. was pulling away. B.o.B. looked back just in time to see a virus swinging down a dangerous looking scythe. B.o.B. tried to pull their arm away, but the scythe crashed down harshly on B.o.B.'s armored gauntlet. B.o.B. lost its grip on the thing it was holding. Looking down there was a small chip gauged out of B.o.B.'s gauntlet. B.o.B. took a step back and looked up at the navi
So its going to be like that huh? I should have known better.
B.o.B. shook their head, obviously this had been a trap, they thought to themselves. B.o.B. took another step back getting into a fighting position.
The clone stood straight, quite unmoving like the original, not even bothering to turn around and face B.o.B.. Meanwhile, the Grim-Reaper-looking virus revealed itself to be a mere Nightmare once it let go of the heavy scythe, which then turned into a Shadow at the same time. Both viruses then sank back into the walls of the dark alley.
A mechanism could be heard locking and loading like a gun above them. What it was -- a Satella carrying a Gunner with a retracted leg -- then began firing at B.o.B. and the clone, boring holes into the latter. While the barrage went on, a loud cannon fire erupted from far behind, followed by a flaming cannonball rapidly closing in on them.
B.o.B. heard a click above them and looked up to see more viruses. Quite the collection this navi has, B.o.B. thought. B.o.B. raised their hand summoning a gigantic handy virus. The Handy floated above B.o.B. fingers outstretched, shielding B.o.B. from the downpour of bullets raining down on them.
You know I was just trying to help! But I guess no good deed goes unpunished in the Undernet.
The Handy virus floated upwards towards the Satella and clasped its fingers around it. Crushing it in its mighty grasp. Meanwhile B.o.B. turned to face the oncoming cannon ball,
Surely you can do better than this!
B.o.B. pulled a left upercut striking the air, and a column shot up from the ground intercepting the flaming cannon ball. B.o.B. flipped back around to face the strange navi and then lobbed a strange ball at them. As the ball flew it spread out 8 sharp legs becoming a spider drone flying directly at Piano.
Before the Handy crushed them both, the Satella and Gunner duo ported away to a different part of the net, far from this "battle"'s danger.
The clone vanished into smoke as the Bospider touched it. Piano himself was flung out of the giant drone's way with a Mettaur launched at high speed, crashing onto his left side. The Mettaur practically exchanged places with Piano as the one pinned down by the Bospider, while Piano himself was still motionless, body twisted and splayed on the ground.
There was no reaction for quite a while, until the dot on the emblem on his chest twitched and then stared at B.o.B. and his oversized Handy. And then at the dark sky. At the walls. At the building roofs.
With his arms repaired, he pushed his upper body up. The dots on the emblems where his ears should be twitched the same way as the one on his chest. It was as if he was looking around, piecing what went on.
The Mettaur, like other viruses in this scenario, logged out before any fatal harm was dealt to it.
"How long was I asleep?" Piano asked, interrupting B.o.B. during his warning speech all of a sudden. However, the question didn't seem to be directed at him. From the wall directly in front of him emerged the Grim Reaper virus fusion from before. Piano then opened his two real eyes, and they stared at each other for a normally uncomfortable while.
Piano's head then turned towards B.o.B. "Kidnapper?" He uttered. That distant, innocent gaze on such darkened eyes was usually an unnerving contrast.
The spider drone struck thin air as the Mettaur logged out, then swung its one bright red eye towards B.o.B. as if awaiting orders. B.o.B. held out their hand staying the beast like creation for the time being. Then B.o.B. heard the most peculiar thing,
Kidnapper?! Me?! You are the one who attacked first bud...
B.o.B. cut short their exasperation as they met the eyes of Piano, it sent a chill down their spine. This navi wasn't right in the head, that was for sure. However B.o.B. wasn't going to take any chances, not anymore at least. B.o.B. clapped their hands together and a rock cube fell into place atop the cell bars that encircled Piano. Capping off the impromptu jail cell.
Why don't we start with what you name is mystery boy...and what you want, if I like your answer I may just let you go.
B.o.B. motioned for the handy virus and spider drone to close the gap on Paino just in case things started heading south again.