Nexus Battle Royale — Threat Elimination Protocol (PvP)

[Claptrap]

Claptrap watched in awe as the Harbinger laid waste to their enemies. 

"So, uh... Are we... Doing anything or..?" Claptrap wondered out loud as the Harbinger easily held it's own against everyone else. The small robot turned to Smith to look for guidance but found that the AI was not there.

"Huh." Claptrap said. "Well, I guess I'd better do something." The robot dashed towards the front lines and noticed that Ryner was fighting against the Harbinger. 

"Hey!" Claptrap cried. "Not cool, man! I thought you were on our side!" The small, harmless looking robot quickly revealed how dangerous he could be by summoning a weapon. A digital, white-blue light shone in Claptrap's hands and quickly expanded. When the light had formed into the shape of a shotgun, it dispersed, revealing Claptrap's Hyperion shotgun. The small robot focused on the boys in front of him as he pumped the gun, trying to look badass. 

"I do not like traitors." Claptrap said. "But then, who does?" He finished this thought with a potshot from his shotgun, intentionally hitting the floor. No one noticed the Nexus floor repair itself as the boys' eyes shot to the smoking barrel. A chuckle escaped Claptrap as he saw their shocked faces.

"You didn't take me seriously, did you? They never do." Claptrap said, almost sadly. "Now, let's do this." Claptrap pumped his shotgun again. Ryner shot a place at Claptrap, but returned his gaze to the Harbinger, obviously wanting to avenge the girl. Jupiter, however, turned to Claptrap, sword drawn. 

"Let's go, you defunct toaster." The blonde said to Claptrap as he took on a fighting stance. 

"Oh, uh, you actually want to fight me?" Claptrap said, his bravado gone. "I, uh, Okay?" Jupiter rushed towards Claptrap, swinging his sword. The robot let out a small yelp as he 'ducked' under the swing, falling on his face to avoid the blade. The robot rolled over and aimed a blast at Jupiter, who sidestepped the brunt of the shot, only taking a pellet in the shoulder. The boy pressed his attack, swinging multiple times at Claptrap who reversed as fast as he could. A goat's skull shot through the air at the robot and fired a beam which clipped the side of the robot. 

"Hey! That's pretty cool." Claptrap said. "Computer, scan that goat skull." A freeze-frame of the goat skull appeared in Claptrap's vision. His internal computer ran half a dozen tests on the skull before a calm, female voice responded. 

"Scan complete. Replication possible." Claptrap pumped his fist in joy before being hit with the hilt of Jupiter's blade. 


"Oof!" The little robot exclaimed. "You think you're tough? Well what do you think of this?" Claptrap cried as he summoned in a replication of the gaster blaster, which took on the appearance of a silver goat skull. The skull flew through the air, before stopping suddenly. The skull's eyes flashed yellow after a few seconds and a beam shot from it's mouth. The boy had a look of anger on his face as he saw the gaster blasters bastardised by the robot. The laser lanced towards the boy who dodged to the side, avoiding the bulk of the shot but still taking a small hit to the side. Jupiter rushed towards Claptrap who was still concentrating from using the blaster, and kneed the small robot in the side. Claptrap skidded across the Nexus floor with a pained gasp.

"Ooooh god. Why did they give me the ability to feel pain?" Claptrap whined as he got up. Jupiter dashed towards Claptrap again, trying to hit his foe while he was down. Claptrap quickly brought up his shotgun and fired at Jupiter, who rolled to the side to dodge the shot. As the two skirmished, Claptrap pondered the question that the Harbinger had asked the boy which it was gripping in it's hand. 

"Why am I fighting?" Claptrap wondered. He was in a strange place, fighting a bunch of weird, super powered people alongside a giant technicolour skeleton. What reason could he have for doing this? The robot knew the answer.

"Because right now, these guys are my only friends." The robot whispered as Jupiter swung his sword dangerously close to Claptrap. The robot stumbled backwards and fell on his back. Jupiter raised his sword above his head, preparing to swing down on the robot. 

"Stick to cooking toast." Jupiter said, smirking slightly as he swung.

"I"m a door opening robot!" Claptrap cried, somewhat anticlimactically, as he brought up his shotgun, unloading his last shot into the boy's chest. Jupiter stumbled backwards as Claptrap began loading shells back into the gun. The boy swore as blood seeped from the spots where bullets had hit flesh. 

"Haha! I did it! I hit him!" Claptrap cried as he began to dance, almost forgetting that he was in a fight. "Oh yeah, we're still fighting." The robot pumped his fully loaded shotgun one more time as he faced the boy down.

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