Mecha Love Chapter 12

"Really, kid? First day, even?" His father said, sitting at his desk throwing a ball in between his hands. Cylan came home after the incident involving Leanlee and Marcos, but what sacred him was his father's reaction. He seemed rather calm than angry.
"I don't understand why you're not mad, father." Cylan said.
"Because this all happened because you were trying to be a friend." He said, standing up. "And yes, I reviewed your memory banks the minute I got the memo. Don't worry about it."
"But I want to, father." Cylan said. "I caused a girl to cry, and I know through you that its never right to make a girl cry." His father looked at him oddly, then shrugged.
"If it makes you feel better, why don't you talk to Mother, see what she thinks?" He said, and picked up a picture of himself in his early year. Cylan knew what he was talking about, but he didn't feel the need to talk to a emotion-based bio-computer.
"No thanks, father." He said. "I just need some air." He walked away, grabbed his blue and black hoodie off the desk and pulled the hover board, and flied outside, the air causing his hair to run everywhere, the hood flapping loudly. He stared at the streets as he flied, and notice a group of cyborgs walking down the street, all striking the Auto-Matic symbol on their metallic arms. He flew down next to them, and jumped off.
"Cylan, haven't seen you in ages!" The leader of the group, Gyro, said. He was a large figure, striking red and blue colors on his metal plates. He wore a simple black tank-top and army jeans, and his head was covered in a yellow bandana. On his hip was a weapon.
"Same with you, man." Cylan said, shaking his hands. "So what are you guys doing out here?"
"We heard about your little tango with the Hybrids, and wanted to teach them a lesson." He said with a chuckled, and Cylan understood what he meant.
"N-no, you can't be sane..." Cylan mumbled.
"Why? What's wrong?" He asked, and struck a crooked smile. "Oh, I get it. You want to do it yourself. I get it, kid."
"You're wrong!" Cylan yelled loudly, people in the street stopped to see what the argument was about. "If you attack them, the hatred will only continue!" Gyro grunted in surprise, and all the other members backed up. He growled, and stared down at Cylan.
"Sounds like your a damn animal lover, Cylan." He growled. "If I wouldn't known any better, you;re working with them..."
"Think of what you want, Gyro, but i won't let you do this!" Cylan said. As he said that, Gyro slammed his arm into his chest, and sent Cylan soaring in the air. He activated his anti-gravity discs in his feet, and stopped in the air. Before he could pull the Recon out, a large metal wire wrapped itself around his body, and he was slammed into the ground, his hands tied to his side. As he tried to get up, Gyro stepped on his body, pinning him to the ground, and pointed his gun at him, yellow energy charging in its barrel.
"You should've never picked a fight with me, Gun-Slinger." He growled. "You'll only lose, like those damn animals."