undefeatableairman:

albertw-wily:

cuttingcutman:

svn001quint:

Quint just let out a nervous little squeak. Air hadn’t ever beaten him up for fun before, but the other was extremely bad tempered and wouldn’t mind pushing him around a bit from what he knew of him.

“…F-Fire, C-Cut, d-don’t-“

Cut gritted his teeth knowing Fire was not happy now, and he doubted there was a way to calm him down at the moment, he chased after his little brother in a attempted to help. “Let him go!”

He shouted as he attempted to catch up with the taller bots. Curse them having longer legs. ‘Dammit first Time, then Ice…Now Quint’  he thought in his head feeling useless, as he grabbed the rolling cutter again going to try and attack again.

He came down with the flying machine. Oh his head hurt because of anger. Damn blutpressure…

This wouldn’t and well for Quint. He had betrayed Wily and his Robots. He would find out why Quint was there, and if he had to look up the log of his system. There had to be a penalty, no matter what.

“Come on! Hurry up!”

His face turned red and he was snorting. He forgot about the Lights and he just wanted to get back to the fortress…
He had to call Shadowman… He also cared for Iceman so maybe he will care for Quint, too.

“Fine!”  Stupid Wily…  If he weren’t bound by these upgrades right now…

But of course the stupid Light bots would try to fight back and save poor, little Quint.  Why the heck did they care about the brat so much?  He was worthless, to them at least.  Fire went first.  Air caught Fire by his fist, throwing him out of the way.  Next came the Rolling Cutter, which wouldn’t be so easy to dodge.  Air threw Quint into the Flying Machine before getting smacked by the Rolling Cutter.  While his armor had a resistance to metallic objects, the clang against his armor was still enough to cause some massive sound vibrations in the inside of his dome.

He fired his Air Shooter once more, this time directly at Cut, before wobbling back into the Flying Machine.

“No!”

This wasn’t happening.  And yet at the very same time, there was nothing Dr. Light could do about it.  His children were being attacked, Quint being kidnapped, and what could he do?  Sit and watch helplessly.  If he even tried fighting back, he’d only get himself seriously injured or worse.  He was only human after all.

“Fire!  Cut!”

He ran out towards the flying machine once Air Man had gotten inside and the effects of the Air Shooter wore off.  This was the only thing he could try to do.  And that was to beg Wily to let Quint go.

“Wily!  Please, let him go!”