Omega Doom Page #4

Make your move, a**hole!

Okay.

Just say when.

All right!

Marko asked for it.

Yeah, I warned you about your temper, Marko.

I told you that one day you'd lose your head.

Why did you have to kill him outright?

Why didn't you make him suffer the way he made me suffer?

- I was tryin' to make a point.

- Oh, yeah?

What was your point, that you're serious?

Something like that.

I think everyone's got it. Too bad you had to wreck Marko's body.

It looks okay. There you go.

Oh, man.

The circuits are damaged. I'm not gonna be able to move my legs.

Stop whining. Just morph.

"Just morph".

It's easier said than done!

We need to talk.

You're fast with the shank.

I'm impressed.

Frankly, I could use a bot like you on my side.

It's destiny for us to meet.

God must be smiling down on us.

- God is on a vacation.

- Still...

I could use a good guardian angel.

To guard you from what?

Blackheart.

Haven't you heard about the human army coming out of hiding...

hunting us down?

These guns could be the difference.

Since the humans are the enemy...

why don't we approach the Droids with a partnership?

I don't trust the Droids. They want the world all to themselves.

We don't have to share anything.

We're tougher than the Droids.

And with these guns, we can take them all.

You still have your two guys.

We have a truce. If it's broken, there could be a free-for-all.

We could all end up dead.

But you...

you're an outsider.

Did she tell you about the treasure?

I told her I know where it is.

I just need a little help.

- And she agreed?

- She's thinking about it.

I don't need to think about it.

I'll help.

Where are the guns?

It would have to be a 50-50 split.

Sure. Whatever.

Let's go get them now.

Now, we would have a little problem if we did that, wouldn't we?

- How so?

- What do you think she's gonna do...

when we go out of town with the whole gang?

She'll come after us, there'll be a war...

we all lose a lot of megabytes and nobody gets the guns.

You're right.

So what should we do?

I suppose...

I'll tell her I'd like to...

take one of her guys and show him the spot.

Then I could send out a man after you.

Then you zap him.

Two against one.

I like it.

Then she realizes she's defeated and she leaves town.

And I would get the treasure.

You've got a good head on your shoulders.

I'm Zik.

What should I call you?

Guardian Angel will do.

One more for the road.

One last shot before you get yourself dismantled?

So delicate.

It must be old.

It belonged to my last mistress.

A little girl.

I was her nanny when the clouds came.

She used to sing along with it.

Funny...

I can hear her voice, but...

I can't hear the words anymore.

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