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Wrench-O:

The Nano Terror

 

 

 

Andrew shook the contents of a tiny beaker onto a pile of scrap metal at the junkyard. “Remember,” Dr Onan said over a communicator, “don't help Daryl out like you did with Magnetrix.”

 

Andrew sighed. “I think I remembered the first time you told me.” He said. As soon as he finished emptying the contents onto the pile, the metal in the pile began coming together. “This should be good.” Andrew said.

 

 

 

“Why are we at the mall again?” Victoria asked. “You know I loathe this place.” “Loathe?” Mikey asked. “Who uses the word `loathe'? Why can't they just say hate?” Daryl shook his head. “It comes from Latin, or French, or some other foreign language.” He said.

 

Eustace frowned. “Aren't girls supposed to love shopping?” He asked. Victoria kicked him in a very sensitive spot. “Ha!” Eustace yelled. “I was expecting that. That's why I'm wearing armored underwear.” Victoria stomped on Eustace's foot. “Didn't see that coming.” Eustace said in pain.

 

“Cool it.” Johnny said. “We're here so me and the Mikester here can get part-time jobs.” Mikey nodded. “Mom said that I need a job because she says she's tired of loaning me money to buy pudding.” He said.

 

“Why's Johnny waiting till now to get a part-time job?” Joey asked. “He's seventeen, he should have one already.” Johnny was shocked. “Why would I waste my sixteenth year with a job?” He asked. “I spent it driving around, getting tickets, meeting chicks, getting tickets…”

 

Suddenly, a nearby ATM flew through the ceiling. “I used to be surprised when things like that happened.” Daryl said as he turned into his robot form. “Now, they just annoy me.” He flew after the ATM, leaving his friends in the dust.

 

The ATM flew into what appeared to be a giant, green robot. The creature's mouth looked like it had once been part of a bulldozer. The eyes were actually giant light bulbs, and the entire body was just metal that had been crunched together. The left hand was a wrench, and a giant screwdriver was on the monster's back.

 

“Okay, I'll bite.” Daryl said. “Who are you?” The robot roared and grabbed a car that was driving by. It ripped the car apart, and the human driving it fell out. The robot then ate the car.

 

“You're one of those mindless tools of destruction, aren't you?” Daryl asked. The robot grabbed its screwdriver and began carving letters into the ground. “Me is Wrench-O.” Daryl read. “Your R is backwards.”

 

Wrench-O got up to try to leave. Daryl blasted him with the lasers from his eyes, and Wrench-O turned around in anger. “No!” He yelled as he smashed Daryl with his screwdriver. “No, no, no, no, no!”

 

Wrench-O walked away, stepping on cars and absorbing the metal in them along the way. “Well, he can talk.” Daryl said. “Although his conversational skills could use a little work.”

 

 

 

“I'm thinking nanobots.” Paul said when Daryl told him his story. “You and the other D.A.R.Y.L.s have them in you. It's what gives you the ability to produce those weapons from inside of you.

 

“Speaking of which, I've got a new one that should help you out against Wrench-O.” Paul took out a small, black cube. “I call it the Arsenal Cube 9.” He said. “What happened to the other 8?” Daryl asked. “I'd rather not say.” Paul said.

 

“The Arsenal Cube 9 is able to produce a number of weapons at the owner's request.” Paul said in an announcer-like voice. “The weapons include: Plasma Lasso. Laser Machine Gun. Sonic Dish. Stun Gun. And more!”

 

Daryl nodded. “Yeah…” he said. “So you want me to copy it so I can use all those weapons when I transfer my energy into my torso, right?” Paul nodded. “Okay.” Daryl said. “But first I gotta find Wrench-O. But where would a hunk of nano-junk go to get technology?” Daryl realized where it would go.

 

 

 

Wrench-O's arm stretched out to grab the electronics store at the mall. “Fruity.” Wrench-O said. He grew in size as soon as he absorbed some stereos, TVs, and a bunch of useless items with hi-tech sounding names.

 

“Fruity?” Daryl asked as he flew up behind Wrench-O. “Is that your new word of the day?” “Kentucky?” Wrench-O asked in confusion. Daryl's hands began glowing as he flew up to Wrench-O, ready to punch him.

 

Chunks of metal flew out of Wrench-O's chest like bullets and smashed into Daryl. “Okay, that hurt.” Daryl said. “Lasagna!” Wrench-O said smugly.

 

Daryl sighed as he transferred his energy to his torso. A small satellite dish being held by a robotic arm came out of his back, and the arm set the dish on Daryl's shoulder. “Sweet.” He said. “Sonic dish, courtesy of Arsenal Cube 9.”

 

A high-pitched noise came out of the dish that caused Wrench-O to explode into thousands of metal objects. “Well, that was easy.” Daryl said as he turned to fly away. Suddenly, all the metal came back together in the form of Wrench-O. “Crud.” Daryl said.

 

The sonic dish suddenly broke into millions of black beads. The beads moved to the top of Daryl's arm, where they started coming together in the form of a gun barrel. “I'm guessing this is the stun gun.” Daryl said. He pointed the weapon at Wrench-O and a glowing red robe came out of it. It wrapped around Wrench-O like a lasso. “Or it could be the plasma lasso.” Daryl said.

 

Wrench-O shook around violently and then stopped. He once again exploded into thousands of pieces of junk, and came together. He was now outside of the lasso. “Today is not my day.” Daryl said.

 

Wrench-O grabbed Daryl with his wrench hand. He slammed him into a wall, and took out his screwdriver. “Sith spit.” Wrench-O said. “Dude, if anyone should be saying that it should be the one who's in trouble!” Daryl screamed as a laser got fired out of his lasso. The laser hit Wrench-O, who instantly stopped moving. “Oh, so it is the stun gun!” Daryl said.

 

The gun/lasso suddenly broke up into the black beads. The beads began covering Daryl's arm. They transformed his arm into a machine gun. “My life could not get any cooler.” Daryl said. He fired the machine gun at Wrench-O, who exploded.

 

 

 

Later, police were picking up the pieces of metal that Wrench-O had been made of. Dr Onan was there putting nanobots found on the pieces of metal into a test tube.

 

Daryl sighed. “Atlas was right.” He thought. “I need to start training more.”

 

 

 

“You failed to capture either one of the D.A.R.Y.L.s?” A man said to General Black and Blue. “Well we would have but… um…” Blue seemed to be struggling to come up with an answer. “We were attacked by Area 51!” General Black said.

 

“Yeah!” Blue exclaimed. “There were at least a thousand of them!” “With lasers and stuff!” Black said. The man pushed a button and a screen behind him showed the generals getting their butts kicked by Daryl's friends at the Digital Bean.

 

“I will not tolerate this kind of failure in the MIB.” The man said angrily as he rose to his feet. “I am giving you one more chance. If you can not capture the alien where I'm sending you, I'll send you to the bottom of the ocean!” “We have a secret base there?” Black asked. “No.” Blue said. “Oh.” Black said. “Oh!”

 

“So where's the alien, head general, poobah, sir?” Blue asked. “Hawaii.” The man said.

 

 

 

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