I knew I couldn't live among you,

They arrived on the outskirts of the Holy City after almost three days of travelling. Their speed had quickened on the second day after 5 spotted a vehicle in the distance and used his superhuman speed and strength to catch up with it and kill the driver.

As they stood in the light of the stars, gazing into the shadows of the empty streets, the programmed citizens of the city fast asleep, Trigger looked at Omega and asked, "so exactly what are we doing here?"

Omega answered as sincerely as possible. "I don't know."

"Well, while you think of an answer, I'm going to the Capitol. A little sightseeing I've been meaning to do." He and 5 laughed as they began to walk toward the light upon a distant hill, the residence of the Holy Family.

Omega ran after them, with Switch and Kernel close behind. "We should stick together," he said quietly. "This is a dangerous place."

92A-005 laughed. "But no one's actually lived here for a century, Omega. Don't be so paranoid. We're here to exact revenge, remember?"

Omega merely glanced behind him as a response. Something began to dawn on Trigger's usually-unperceptive brain. "What the. . . You're looking for her, aren't you? She's not here, you know that don't you? No one's here except the dead. Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, Madonna, Johnny Rotten - they're all here, but if you're looking for that girl here, in these streets, you'll have to die just to be with her. And I won't let you do that. I'll save you from this pathetic reality, even if I have to kill a few people to do it."

Omega looked at his friend and smiled as they continued their way toward the Capitol in silence.

When they did arrive, it seemed that their walk had been in vain, for the house was surrounded by an impulse-wire fence and guarded by infamous 90-series robots. "The ultimate protection," Switch whispered. "The best killing machines ever created."

Despair began to quickly overwhelm Trigger. He did not come all this way for nothing. Omega could see it in his eyes. This was not a good sign. They would all be killed if he allowed his mechanical rage-

"Fuck!" screamed Trigger as he bolted right through the wire and ripped the first 90 he saw apart, using its head as a club for the next guard. 5 was right behind him, misquoting Shakespeare as he held a metallic skull up to the sky. The grounds suddenly lit up and guards flooded from the sides of the building around them

Omega, Switch, and Kernel followed quickly, simultaneously deciding that a fight was preferable to running. They would be caught anyway and might as well cause some damage before being deactivated.

But then something absolutely unpredictable happened. Instead of mounting an attack against the intruders as the five expected, the guards formed a circle around them instead. Trigger ran up to the one closest to him, noticing that they were surrounded by a circle of over a hundred, and smashed through one's face in frustration. But the guard didn't even move; none of them did. They were waiting for something. Trigger, fearing the worst, began battering every guard in sight. 92A-005 joined him. But any enjoyment the two might have had was negated by the lack of energy in their opponents.

Suddenly the circle shifted and an opening appeared behind them. From within the mass of identical 90s, appeared another identical guard, whose uniform was not blue like the rest, but red. He was obviously 90-000, the chief guard and protector of the Royal Family. His existence was contrary to rumour, but there he was nonetheless.