Failura-Part 3
It was around 3 in the morning when they got back to Fraquul’s mansion. Fraquul explained to Failura he had been devising a plan to hold the town’s mayor’s daughter hostage but at night she under very tight security so he hasn’t been able to get to her. Fraquul told Failura her mission, to lure the mayor’s granddaughter to Fraquul’s mansion during the day and try to hold her there still nightfall. Failura memorized this and labeled it with top priority in her “brain ” Failura stayed at the mansion over the rest of the night.
The two vampire women, Yolanda and Nathalie started to socialize with her. Failura learned that Yolanda was a foreign exchange student from America. While Nathalie was once a village local. They both smiled and played with their long blond hair as they asked Failura a series of questions. “So what’s it like to be a robot?” Yolanda asked curiously. “It is….” Failura paused to think about it, “It is….mysterious” Nathalie then asked , “Where’d you come from?” “I came from Roughenclaw Castle.” Failura said calmly. “Roughenclaw Castle?!” the vampires shouted. “You mean the long lost Castle of Dr. Roughenclaw himself?” “Yes, I do mean that” said Failura again, calmly. Yolanda said, “Dr. Roughenclaw is…..the mayor.”
Fraquul heard the story of Failura’s creator and seemed troubled. He whispered to Yolanda and Nathalie, “If the mayor built her how can we trust her?” “Don’t worry about it Fraquul” said Yolanda “According to her, she hasn’t seen him in like 20 yrs.” “I don’t know….” said Fraquul doubtfully. “What’s the worst that could happen?” said Nathalie Fraquul eventually decided to go ahead with his plan. So early that morning Failura walked down to the village.
There was a light rain and it was somewhat cold, but she felt none of it. She was set on her mission. She had been told where the mayor’s house was and found it quickly. With all of her robotic might she kicked down the door and she saw him the now 80 going on 90 year old Dr. Roughenclaw. He was all wrinkled and looked very, very sad. He showed very little emotion when she entered the room, and re-entered his life after 20 yrs. Failura said loud and boldly to her creator, “I have come to kidnap your granddaughter.”
Soon after she had stated her mission a young woman came out from a door in the side of the room. She looked like a mirror image of Failura. The young woman gasped. Dr. Roughenclaw apparently just now seeing what was going on started to laugh, quietly at first but then louder and louder and uncontrollable. He then said, “How did you ever come back on?” he let out a soft chuckle as he passed away.
Failura-Part 3
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