Opening Song:

https://youtu.be/yCYCR_MTJuc

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Tut Tut Tut!

The computer internet map is searching.

Tut tut tut tut!!!

The computer sounded as if the user totally uses it for minutes. And Kyrie seems like researching for something in the net.

"(This is the nearest war factory where I can get torpedoes)," Kyrie said to himself.

"(4 torpedoes are enough)," he added. Kyrie seemed to be searching for something nearby that could cause an explosion.

"(The Manila Ship port is only a few kilometers away from here. Better keep moving)," Kyrie said to himself while studying the internet Earth Map.

Tut, tut, tut!

The computer continued to beep until someone passed by.

"(Huh? That's him!)" said Sofia, who had just passed by the computer room.

"There you are," Sofia said to Kyrie while typing.

"Hmm, you are surprising me," Kyrie replied.

"The instructor is checking attendance. You haven't marked the other one yet," Sofia exclaimed, standing at the door.

"Oh, I forgot. By the way, thanks," Kyrie said shortly and walked out of the computer room.

"Well, you're welcome! That's okay," Sofia replied.

"(That guy always leaves)," Sofia added while watching Kyrie walk out of the room.

"(He doesn't know he'll be half absent today)," Sofia said to herself, left alone.

"(I wonder what he's up to on the internet?)" Sofia added, then turned on the CPU where Kyrie left.

"Hmm. (It appears he's visiting someone. He's examining Earth's maps. He's definitely a visitor from the Ozone Space Country. I'm certain he's the one who fell from space last time)," Sofia murmured as she used the same computer as Kyrie. She still had doubts about whether Kyrie was the same person she had encountered in Manila Bay.

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Chapter 8
The Cybot Dark Angel Part 2: Infiltration at the War Factory
story & illustrations by Eugene Mark Lopez
text by Anna Mae Apalla

"See you tonight, girls! Wear your best outfit," Sofia declared as she prepared to leave.

"And you better don your finest dress, Princess Sofia," quipped her best friend Bethany as they strolled together in the early afternoon. The night ahead promised a dazzling ball, and preparations were already underway.

"I'm so excited and nervous too! Ha ha ha ha!" Sofia exclaimed with glee as they descended the stairs.

Tonight marked Sofia's birthday celebration, a grand affair to be hosted in the opulent mansion.

"Bethany! I'll make sure you catch the eye of your crush tonight! Ha ha ha!" Sofia playfully vowed.

"No, you can't. I'll ignore whoever that is! Ha ha ha!" Bethany retorted.

Bethany Cruz, Sofia's best friend, boasted black-gray hair and an adventurous spirit.

"Linda! I'll find someone special for you!" Sofia teased.

"Ha ha ha, that's for sure, Linda, or you'll be flying solo all night," Bethany chimed in.

"Oh, there you go again! Ha ha ha ha!" Linda responded, joining in the laughter that filled the air with anticipation.

Maria Linda Esquibel, Sofia's equally vibrant best friend, sported a mane of silver ponytailed hair that shimmered like moonlight.

"See you at the party tonight, all of you! Can't wait!" Sofia waved enthusiastically before hopping into her awaiting service.

"Apologies, Mr. Fredrick, I was just catching up with my friends," Sofia explained to their family driver.

"Oh, it's alright, Princess," Mr. Fredrick reassured her.

"Hmmm, it seems like you've been returning home late these past few days, Princess," Mr. Fredrick added, his curiosity piqued as he navigated the streets.

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"Sir, if I may ask, what brings you to this Ozone War Facility?" inquired the taxi driver.

"I have a job interview," Kyrie replied.

"For an internship," he added, clarifying that he was seeking practical experience in a specific field.

"Oh, I see. We'll be using the south gate. The Ozone engineers are still repairing exclusive facilities damaged by unknown explosions a couple of days ago," the taxi driver explained.

"Hmm, but it won't be a problem for my job interview," Kyrie assured.

"I'll be heading to the corporate office; that's my appointment place," he added.

Kyrie had now arrived at Ozone's Main Manufacturing Station on Earth, known as Ozone MM1, which seemed to have suffered damage during Tracie's previous encounter with her Cybot Dark Angel.

"Your son or daughter should be helping you earn a living at your age. You should be resting at home, considering you're a senior citizen, sir," Kyrie commented from the back of the taxi.

"Oh, you mean my son? He's already in Space Country in Omicron 12 Space Country, it's been a long time since I had news about him and his family. I've been living here in Manila on my own," the taxi driver explained.

"By the way, I'm Sabo, Sabo Gomez," he added, introducing himself.

An elderly man, approximately 70 years old, had been navigating the streets in his trusty taxi for the past three decades.

"How about your daughter?" Kyrie inquired.

"She passed away in a space accident. Her space shuttle crashed while returning to Earth. She was studying at Omicron 12 Space Country at the time," Mr. Sabo continued.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Sabo," Kyrie expressed his condolences.

"Here we are," Mr. Sabo announced as he unlocked the door of his taxi cab.

The seasoned driver graciously opened the door for Kyrie, handing him a calling card.

"Here's my number, sir, in case you need a ride—with a tip, of course. Hehehehe."

"No problem, pops!" Kyrie replied.

"You've got a fine taxi cab here!" Kyrie complimented, appreciating the joystick-like gear shifter in Mr. Sabo's taxi.

"Good luck with your appointment. May you secure the internship," Mr. Sabo wished Kyrie well.

Unbeknownst to Mr. Sabo, Kyrie's real mission was to infiltrate the Ozone War Factory, not attend a job interview that his only invented idea.

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After a brief pause, Kyrie stealthily infiltrated the Ozone MM1, seamlessly executing his covert plan.

"Easy as one, two, three! These Ozone engineers appear to have minimal training in guarding weapons here," Kyrie confidently remarked. Orchestrating a calculated takedown along the dimly lit hallway, he skillfully neutralized each obstacle in his path, moving through the clandestine corridors like a purposeful shadow.

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Kyrie used his own knockout gas, a mist that quickly covered the few Ozone workers around. The gas made the guards fall into a deep sleep. Kyrie quietly moved through the rooms, skillfully hiding the sleeping bodies like a ghost in the night. The once-alert guards now lay peacefully asleep, unknowingly taking part in Kyrie's tricky game of hiding and trickery.

Kyrie used a special gas to make the Ozone people in the facility fall asleep quickly. He skillfully hid each sleeping person, making the busy Ozone place look empty. The Northern Hallway, once full of people, now looked lonely and empty.

Kchannggkk!, the door swung open, and Kyrie skillfully disengaged the lock.

"There you are," Kyrie exclaimed, his eyes narrowing with determination as he spotted the coveted handheld torpedoes. These are also the powerful torpedoes used by the Blue Shark Robosuits in under water battles. Therefore, it can destroy any Robosuits as a conclusion.

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In the midst of Kyrie's covert mission within the Ozone MM1 War Facility, Sofia found herself fully immersed in the bustling preparations for her upcoming birthday.

"Ma'am, why the contemplation?" Mr. Fredrick inquired as he skillfully navigated the way back to the mansion.

"Oh, nothing, Mr. Fredrick. Just lost in thought about my birthday," Sofia replied, reclining in the plush interior of her Mercedes Benz. Mr. Fredrick, a seasoned driver with almost three decades of service to the Angelhope family, remained attentive.

"May I ask, ma'am, do you have plans for a boyfriend?" Mr. Fredrick suddenly ventured.

"Haha, no, Mr. Fredrick. I've sworn off that for now, considering I'm set to inherit my father's leadership! Haha!" Sofia responded with a hint of laughter in her voice.

"Hmm, I wonder who will attend my birthday. I hope for some pleasant surprises," Sofia mused while gazing at the azure sky that stretched above them that afternoon.

After a few minutes, they arrived home at the grand Angelhope Mansion, the residence shared by Sofia and President Malcolm. A place that drew visitors from near and far, eagerly anticipating a glimpse into the lives of the esteemed Angelhope family.

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Splaaaaassshhh!!!

The water sounded as if a huge object had submerged.

"Sir, the Blue Sharks Robosuits are ready! We've deployed the four units and positioned them in our submarine," Lieutenant Farah reported, her eyes focused on the submarine monitor screen.

The display showcased the Blue Sharks Robosuits, impeccably aligned and poised for action, ready to retrieve Kyrie's Flight Cybot from beneath the depths of Manila Bay.

Tahiiiiiiiiinkkkkkk!!!

(Radio) "All set, sir!" echoed the report from the Ozone trooper, confirming that the Blue Sharks Robosuits were discreetly arranged at the submarine's rear near Manila Bay, primed and awaiting orders for the imminent operation.

The Blue Sharks Robosuits, stationed 40 feet underwater, exhibited a sleek design in Navy Blue and white, crafted by the Ozone Empire specifically for underwater missions. Renowned for their impressive underwater speed and navigation capabilities, these advanced suits were perfectly suited for the impending operation.

The monitor lit up with Blue Sharks Robosuits, standing tall at 40 feet, geared up for the vital task of retrieving Kyrie's Flight Cybot from Manila Bay's depths. These remarkable Robosuits, in Navy Blue and pristine white, highlight the Ozone Empire's meticulous design. Engineered for top-notch performance underwater, the Blue Sharks Robosuits showcase the brilliance of Ozone's minds. Their imposing presence beneath the waves reflects an unwavering commitment to the mission.

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"Well then, dispatch the troops and utilize an alternative route through this ocean," Major Lexus commanded from the captain's seat of the submarine.

"Sir, with your permission, I'd like to volunteer as the fourth member of the team," Lt. Gyro requested, offering himself as the pilot for the fourth Blue Sharks Robosuit unit.

"I'll be leading the rest of the team underwater," Lieutenant Gyro declared, saluting his commander with determination.

"Glad to hear that. Yes, I can count on you, but be cautious. There are only a few like you whom I trust and take pride in. Don't get yourself killed," Major Lexus replied.

"Yes, sir!" Lieutenant Gyro responded, proceeding to the last cockpit.

"Lieutenant Farah, open the floodgate," Major Lexus ordered, signaling the launch of the Blue Sharks Robosuits.

Tut, tut, tut!

Lieutenant Farah deftly manipulated the controls.

"Sir, they are ready," Lieutenant Farah reported.

Tahiiiiinkkkkk!!!

The Blue Sharks Robosuit piloted by Lieutenant Gyro gracefully launched from the rear of the submarine.

"Sir, we are ready for orders," Lieutenant Gyro announced from within the Blue Shark Robosuit, confidently leading the team.

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Up Next!
The Cybot Dark Angel Part 3: The Invincible Foe Underwater

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Summary:

Kyrie conducts a covert mission to infiltrate the Ozone War Facility, using knockout gas to incapacitate guards and successfully obtaining handheld torpedoes. Meanwhile, Sofia prepares for her birthday celebration, reflecting on potential surprises. The Blue Sharks Robosuits, led by Lieutenant Gyro, are deployed for the vital task of retrieving Kyrie's Flight Cybot submerged in Manila Bay. As the narrative unfolds, tensions rise, setting the stage for the next action.