This is a large work-site where many convicts are condemned to work for the Government until their sentence is up, or if they're here for life to work in servitude. The place itself is actually very green on the outside, while behind the large steel barricades and structures is a dirty work-place where even the strongest of men would vomit at its sight.

The courtyard had dozens of the convicts and laborers hard at work, either mining or just standing around watching the area. On the barricades, the human guards keep close and careful watch over the events that unfold.

"Always the same.. never any variety!" To the farthest left of the courtyard, an easy-aged man spoke. However, this man was no normal human being. He was missing his right leg, blocked off by some metallic part. Above that, he was in an old hover-chair, which seemed to give out any moment.

Beside him, another convict merely answered him, and passed a magazine into his lap. "If you want variety, here.. I managed to snag a Victoria's Secret magazine from those dumb oafs." He waited, to see Anton open the magazine.

Cordell did nothing, merely his fists began to shake. "Do you think I have time for such wasted pleasures?"

The other convict snatched it away from him and began to run off, cursing at Cordell in the process. "Fine you useless chair! I'll find a better buyer!"

"You'll be the first I smite once I escape this wretched prison," Cordell finished up, using his mental link to move his chair up to the buildings...

OOC: That must be an awfully old magazine.

Later that day, now nearing Twilight, the prison had calmed down. Most prisoners were hoarded inside like cattle by the local security. Reploids and humans all around were the prison's inhabitants. The security force consisted of humans to stick to the maverick laws, even this far from that very Law. Even now, the red and white uniforms of the constabulary of the colony were seen.

Cordell's hover-chair moved along with the rest of the crowd, keeping to himself while other felons murmured or whispered around his presence. Just by the meager of the crowd, Cordell could easily assume the talk was either about escapes, how horrible lunch was, or him. He was the laughing stock of the entire prison, having this little prison confining him wherever he went...

God, soon. VERY soon..... He let the smug thought of escaping sink into his mind. He had it all planned. It was only a matter of time until he could strike. Then, he realized in the midst of the darkness, his chair hit the ground. Worse than, the crowd along with the guards were moving on!

"Wait, please." He called out to somebody, when a boot smacked him in the neck. He was knocked out of his seat by an orange-jumpsuited man, who stared down staring evilly. It was the "School bully" of the prison, Bullared.

"Get up you piece of trash," He revved up his leg, and unleashed it into Cordell's gut this time, causing Anton to cough up some minor blood. His neck was in throbbing pain from the kick. "Oh wait, you can't! Haha"

Suddenly, it seemed as if something was calling out to Cordell.... From the security outpost, there was another box labeled "CONFIDENTIAL: RETURN TO SENDER"

That must be him... Now's the opportune time to strike, while the approach of dusk is soon to end!

"Model G," Cordell whispered. "I need your help, now! We're enacting it all now!"

Shout Megamerge, and we can proceed! Do it now, or else you'll remain an insignificant bee among hornets!

"What..?" Cordell said, in his pain when another kick came. He shouted Megamerge as loud as he could, making Bullared laugh.

"What are you onto now, you washed up bucket!"

Suddenly, Cordell could feel himself standing, a flash of light and his body began to change. I'm lending you my power, Cordell! I hope you'll catch on fast.

From the flash of light a smack came, knocking Bullared several meters backwards, eating the dirt in the process.
( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9RG0WO1QSMk Scene theme)

"hmm hmm hmm...." Cordell already felt a surge of energy he hadn't felt in forever. Not only could he walk again, but he was so strong.. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

The gleaming, glinted armor of Cordell brought great attention to himself, as some of the Convicts had stopped far ahead, viewing the situation. Some guards were already on their way down to stop the fight, not even aware of what they were walking into.

"What... what the hell are you?" Bullared whispered, shivering from the fear. he began to crab-walk away, but Cordell suddenly felt himself propell forward, dashing to where he picked Bullared up by his shoulder, and throwing him several more meters.

"Who's the bucket now, huh? YOU!" Cordell had to keep himself from laughing more from such the surge of power. "Now get out of my sight!"

Bullared's once ego-flaring expression was one of fear, along with a dislocated nose. He began to run to the guard post, where they were already running. "Help, help!" Bullared screamed. "Maverick!"

"Maverick? How dare that little..." Cordell wanted to curse, but felt himself above the idea. He began to look for a way to escape. He could easily scale the walls here with his new-found power...

If you're planning on making your grand finale, I advise you do it A-S-A-P, Cordell. Otherwise, you'll make an interesting target of news for the local Government!

"There's no need to push me twice with such a thought. Once I'm out of this cesspit, I can resume.. my work." He wondered how Neo Arcadia was. "I ponder at the thought that I may have been discovered in the process.."

Just stick with our plan, and you'll be just fabulous.

By the time of his 'dashing escape' towards the main fence, the guards were already raising batons to strike him. But they were useless, Cordell pushed them aside with ease. He took both of them with his extra strength, and collided both of the unfortunate personnel together, knocking them out of reality. He dropped them, unconscious and continued on his way until he hit the gate.. The fence was the only problem now, being electric and heavily reinforced by steel and concrete.

"Remind me of how to tap into the energy again," Cordell requested to Biometal G, which seemed rather insulted.

In such a time you forget the most important asset of my power!? Did the cleaning schedules ever seep into your memory? The biometal calmed itself. We're finally striking. I'm merely anxious. Just concentrate on what you want.

Suddenly, the weapon energy began to build up, Cordell smiling over his cape. He aimed both of his palms at the fence, firing a large sphere of advanced energy tumbling into the Gate until the electrical refinements were incinerated. He quickly dash-jumped inside of the gaping hole, and into the colony. Behind him, the alarms of the prison began to wail.

"That blows our stealthy escape." Cordell turned to his left to survey the area. To his left would be the faculty and guard side of the colony, where the quarters, cafeteria, and Command for the Colony was. As he weighed his choices, he began to sway towards the left, South. South was the check-in center and possibly his best option for now. Arousing too much suspicion would definitely result in failure.. and that is NOT an option to Cordell.

He began to run towards the Southern area, which seemed remote enough. The guards there forming a blockade near the entrance by parking all sorts of vehicles around it. It was ranging from the police off-road jeeps to new-gen hover cars, having all of them lined up and aiming their rifles. Cordell saw this as a golden opportunity. Around this time, the entire generator for the prison would explode, giving him the perfect chance.

I sense your eagerness. Now, impress me!

"With great pleasure, Biometal Model G.." Stopping a mere twenty feet from the army of guards, he began to charge his next attack when they began to speak for him.

"Anton Cordell, in moments you'll be surrounded!" The leader there called out. he had a large white helmet with a star on the side, indicating him to be the Warden. "I'd advise against any sudden-thoughts."

"I'm usually the one to act on impulse," Cordell responded with a raspy vigor. "Why can't you have a little jolt in your life?" He then jumped forward, and using a tiny energized dagger, he slashed at the group of vehicles. It began to cause a large discharge of energy, then exploding each vehicle. The guards were scattered, and having seizures from the jolt of electricity. Cordell laughed softly, as he began his escape outwards. As he made his lovely departure, the main building exploded, and all power began to fade away.

The Warden, who had fallen backwards as Cordell lept, expected a full-scale attack. He didn't predict what happened, and as he hit the ground, his eyes were frozen on the hover car rolling towards him. He didn't even have time to scream, before he was rock-bottom.

Cordell continued for half an hour, covering his tracks by constantly jumping and dashing. Now with the prison barely on the horizon, he slowed down, now at a crawling speed.

Splendid. Truly.. You're absolutely astonishing. Model G concluded. I'll assist you in whatever projects I'm interested and considering.

"Why, thank you... Professor. This will be a fruitful relationship." Cordell thanked the biometal graciously. "But first, we must visit Neo Arcadia and check up on it's progress."

Of course... Model G responded. This time, Model G had its own thoughts. I'll keep my suspicion down for now... Cordell, a mere coincidence or an omen..?