22Disclaimer: Don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. I don't think I have to say I, Robot cause it's not really in here in any way.
Yes, the sequel is here! Dunno how I'm gonna get this all up without a script of DMC, but if anyone's found one, please tell me. Due to popular demand, Robin will not be dying in this one –cheers—so BE HAPPY! BE VERY HAPPY!
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On the far wall a buzzer sounded. A woman in her mid thirties looked up with stormy grey eyes. She brushed a strand of light brown hair out of her face as she stood and walked over to the intercom.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"Chicago Police."
"Is it Thursday already?" she moaned to herself before pressing the 'talk' button once more. "Come on up."
"Thank you," said the officer down below.
"Boys! Cop's here!" called the woman.
"It's not Thursday!" yelled a man with short dark-brown spiked hair and clear blue eyes, walking into the room. "Robin, why are they here?"
"I don't know, Troy, they haven't said," said Robin. "Just tell Clay to get Leon up into the attic!" She made sure nothing suspicious was out in the open before walking over to the front door and opening it.
"Good afternoon, Miss Turlo," said the police officer, thrusting a sixteen-year-old girl with light brown long straight hair and grey eyes forward. Robin's eyes narrowed.
"Alright, what's the trouble?" she asked.
"Caught this one here stealing a purse off of some sweet old lady in town," said the officer.
"Is that worth a charge?" asked Robin.
"We'll let her off with a warning this time," said the officer.
"Good," said Robin. "Lexus, go to your room and I'll be up in a moment."
The teenager quickly walked past her mother into the house and up the stairs.
"You look good, Miss Turlo," said the officer with a smirk.
"Glad to hear it, Officer Lucas," said Robin, quickly closing the door in his face.
"What was that?" asked Troy, walking into the room and taking a seat on the couch.
"Officers of the law often hit on me," said Robin dully.
"So why was he here?" asked Troy.
"Lexus stole a purse."
"Another one?" asked Troy. Robin nodded. "What are you going to do then?"
"I have to tell her that…it was wrong…and…uh…never to do it again I think it is," said Robin. Troy shook his head, smiling. "What?"
"It's ironic, isn't it? The pirate telling the next generation pirate that piracy is wrong," said Troy.
"Bite me," said Robin, walking up the stairs.
She walked down the hall, pausing under the fold-up ladder in the ceiling.
"Clay! Wirf! All clear!" she called up. The ladder unfolded and a bald hazel-eyed muscular man walked out, shortly followed by a tall lanky man with long scraggly sandy hair.
"We really need a police scanner," said the sandy-haired man.
"Ditto," said Robin, walking to the door at the end of the hall. She turned the knob and entered.
Lexus Turlo sat there, staring up at her many posters covering every inch of the wall; movie posters, bands, the latest technological advancements, all that jazz. She looked up as her mother took a seat in front of her.
"Lexus…now…stealing is bad…and…uh-" started Robin.
"She had it coming," said Lexus. "Mrs. Weidenboum from school. She put me in detention because I laughed at something Dennis said!"
"Never the less-"
"Always the more," grumbled Lexus. Robin paused.
"Just…don't do it again…you know how those cops like to drop by, always investigating our house on Thursdays…"
"Why?" asked Lexus. Robin paused again.
"Leon's a fugitive of the law," she said with a sarcastic tone.
"…Nuh uh!" said Lexus. Robin shrugged.
"Whatever you believe," she said. "Now don't do it again."
She got up and headed towards the door. Lexus's voice stopped her.
"Where's Dad, Mum?" she asked. Robin paused.
"What made you think of that?"
"Dunno. Just did," said Lexus. Robin thought.
"Well, he's really really far away…I dunno where…and he might be dead for all I know," she said. Lexus sighed.
"Am I like him at all?" she asked. Robin looked at her daughter, considering.
"…You don't really have his looks…but a lot of times you act like he did…you really do act like him…" Robin drifted off. Lexus nodded.
"Okay…Mum...you alright?"
"Oh yeah...I'm fine…" said Robin. She blinked. "Lexus, there's a red leather book up in the attic somewhere in the big pile of stuff, so, can you go get it for me?"
"Sure," said Lexus, raising an eyebrow and walking out into the hallway. She headed over to the unfolded ladder and climbed up into the dark musty attic.
Lexus looked up. Right in front of her was the large pile of junk. She walked over to it, feeling around for the smooth leather cover of the book. She found it, moving her hands around to either side, and pulled it out.
Immediately the entire pile collapsed to the floor, making a cloud of dust rise up suddenly. Lexus coughed, waving the dust out of her face. She looked up and paused. A small silver object was set on the floor behind the former-pile. Lexus walked over, brushing it with her hand. Three letters were carved into the top.
MDT
She picked it up, forgetting all about the red book, now lying on the floor, and set the MDT down on a chair. She searched it for an on switch, eventually pressing a button on the front.
The small machine suddenly sprang to life, it's dusty screens lighting up green to display a message.
18, -77:3:19:1642
Lexus, in a panic, began pressing the buttons as a beeping noise began to get faster and faster. The message suddenly blacked out and changed.
18, -77:5:13:1643
Lexus stood, turning to walk away. She tripped over the book on the floor just as a green light flashed and the next thing she knew, she was flying through time and space, screaming in the intense silence.
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Robin walked out of her daughter's room a few minutes later. She walked down the hall, spotting Troy exiting a room.
"Troy, have you seen Lexus?" she asked.
"Not since she was brought in by dear Lucas," said Troy. Robin blinked, walking up the ladder into the attic. She squinted in the darkness, her eyes adjusting.
"Lexus? You here?" she asked. Robin took a step forward, tripping over something on the floor.
She looked down and picked up the book, looking around. Her eyes widened as she spotted the machine on the chair.
"CLAY! TROY!"
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