A/N: This AU is an RP my friend zat-writes (You may or may not have seen his work) did together. The chapters have been edited for you viewers all to read, and is completed. This AU, everything is the same except for the fact that when the Overlord was destroyed, he stayed destroyed. No Digital Overlord. As this chapter may seem very slow paced, and kinda boring, they do pick up in pace. There will be much character development and a lot of feels, so please hold on with us! If you don't like this chapter and think its slow, hold on and read the other chapters because it does speed up!

Now, without further ado, please read:

A brilliant inventor by the name of Cyrus Borg sat in his wheelchair, leaning over a low table in his work space. He was making the final adjustments to his newest invention. Said invention was an android that was based off of the designs of Doctor Julien's Nindroid. Once the inventor made sure everything was in order, he sat up straight and turned on the new android. As the machine flickered to life, Cyrus greeted it with a simple "Hello" to the gargled ears of the warming up robot. When its eyes snapped open for the first time, it shifted its curious sight around fascinated by the many things, not knowing what much of it was. After several moments, the robot's vision fell upon its creator, welcomed by a warm, crooked, smile.

"Welcome to the world." Cyrus said with the slight nod of his head. Finally reeling his hand away from the android, his smile fell slightly as he analyzed the new robot for any problems. "Can you move your body? He asked the android kindly. At the request, the robot blinked several times before tipping its head slight to the side in confusion. Then after once another long wait, it lifted itself up, leaning back on its hands to have one shake then collapse under the weight. The robot corrected itself as quickly as it could with the helping hand of Cyrus.

"Careful." Cyrus warned the robot when it fell. The robots struggle made the inventor feel a bit sorry, having hoped it would be better at moving at first. "You're going to have to learn coordination." Cyrus said as he readjusted the position of his chair to turn more towards his creation. "Can you speak?" He asked as he returned the warm and gentle smile with the tip of his head. The droid sat as it stared at Cyrus in confusion, it head tipped before it looked down at itself.

"I..." It broke off its sentence, now looking at itself in curiosity. "Yes." The androids reaction to its own voice received a laugh from Cyrus, looking up at the android with a smile.

"Very good." He nodded, reaching out and taking one of the android's hands. Carefully shaking it the robot looked at the hand in confusion by the motion. "My name is Cyrus. Your name is Cryptor."

"Cryptor." He repeated, shifting his available hand to look at it for a while. Cryptor then turned his gaze to Borg, pointing at him with his head tipped to the side. "Cyrus?"

"Yes." Cyrus chuckled. He pointed at himself and repeated, "Cyrus." Then he pointed at the android and said, "Cryptor." Having the names repeated, Cryptor nodded, slowly turning his gaze to look at his hand again.

"Cryptor..." He repeated once again. Cyrus smiled at Cryptor, nodding once more. The new android was doing fairly well so far. Mentally, the android was almost like an infant. Cyrus would have to teach him everything, but it would be worth it.

"Would you like to try standing and take a look around?" Cyrus asked as he motioned to the room around them. Cryptor sat unresponsive to the question for a few moments, eventually shifting his vision from Cyrus to his feet. After another pause Cryptor shifted his foot to sit flat on the table, staying frozen in the position. Cyrus brought a hand up to push his glasses back into place as he watched Cryptor move. The robot probably wasn't ready to stand yet.

"We can try standing when you're ready." He stated, tilting his head to one side. "Would you like to see what you look like, Cryptor?" Cryptor shifted his legs to hang off the edge of the table, looking at Cyrus with a hesitant nod. Cryptor's answer brought a smile to Cyrus' face. Already acting, Cyrus turned to a nearby counter, picking up a small handheld mirror. Holding it up to Cryptor, Cyrus smiled with a laugh. "You're a very handsome robot." Staring into the mirror, Cryptor blinked a few times at the reflective surface, then tipping his head in confusion. Seeing the reflection mirror his movement surprised Cryptor, making him jump back in surprise. The mirror fascinated Cryptor, and he leaned back into the reflective piece of glass and poking it cautiously, then placing his whole hand on it.

Cyrus grinned wide as he watched Cryptor place his hand on the mirror. The new robot's reactions to seeing himself were priceless. "It's called a mirror." He explained gently as Cryptor took the mirror from his grasp. "It's reflective. It shows a flipped version of whatever is in front of it. People use them to see how they look mostly. They are quite common." As Cyrus explained the mirror to Cryptor, the android rotated the mirror in both hands, turning it in every which direction as he examined it closely. His full focus trained on the mirror, he turned it in a way that it caught the reflection of Cyrus before Cryptor locked up. Then shifting his sight from the reflected Cyrus and Cyrus, Cryptor frowned, turning it to reflect himself again to stare at the reflection.

"A mirror..." He repeated, blinking at his own reflection. Eventually after much more starring, Cryptor lifted his hand to point at his own reflection. "That's me?"

"Yes." Cyrus answered with a chuckle. "That's what you look like, Cryptor." Cryptor then tipped his head at the mirror, looking at Cyrus and then back at himself.

"I'm..." He began to say, stopping himself when he didn't know what word to use. With a quirked brow, Cyrus tried to figure out what Cryptor was thinking. Perhaps he was wondering why he and Cyrus looked so different.

"Cryptor, are you surprised by your appearance?" Cyrus asked to check his theory. Cryptor sat looking down Cyrus, nodding hesitantly.

"Very different." He frowned. He didn't exactly know what he was supposed to look like though so he didn't exactly have an opinion on himself. He probably though Cyrus was a robot as well though, Cyrus is the only other self-aware thing he had seen so far, and so he didn't have anything to compare anything to. Cyrus just gave Cryptor a gentle smile, taking Cryptor's free hand and held it.

"You and I are different." He said with a calm, peaceful voice. "I am an organic life form. You are a android, a robot. I built you this way. You look exactly how you were meant to look. Don't worry about how you look." He doubted that Cryptor would fully understand the differences between them just yet, so Cyrus was prepared to answer all of Cryptor's questions. He would teach Cryptor everything that he needed to know. Cryptor frowned at his words, not sure what many of them meant or what the differences were.

"Organic life form?" He questioned wanting to understand Cyrus.

"Organic life form means that I am made up of cells and tissues." Cyrus tried his best to explain. At the moment, it was hard to explain exactly what organic life was. "I age and change as time goes on."

Cryptor nodded, somewhat getting an idea. "And an android?"

"An android is a machine made to appear human or human like," Cyrus explained. "You are made of metal and wires."

"And you're a human?" He guessed, analyzing Cyrus.

"Yes. I am human." Cyrus answered. Cryptor was picking up on things much quicker than before, which was good. "Do you have any other questions?" Cryptor stayed silent for a few moments before he nodded, looking at himself.

"Is there others, like me?" Cryptor's question caused Cyrus to stay silent for a few moments, but he smiled none the less.

"There are." He stated with a nod. "There are many other androids out there, many with different, unique designs, all with different purposes and abilities." Cryptor nodded looking at his hands.

"And what's my purpose and abilities?"

"Your purpose is to protect and serve the people of Ninjago." Cyrus stated proudly. "You're going to be a skilled fighter and intelligent leader." Cryptor nodded as he listened to Cyrus. "You will have to keep the peace in Ninjago." Cyrus stated. "Keep them safe and everything in order." Cyrus sighed and backed his chair up, turning around as he did so. He grabbed a small red ball and returned to Cryptor. "We're going to work on your hand eye coordination now." He explained, holding up the ball to show Cryptor. "I am going to toss this to you and I want you to try and catch it." He tossed it up once for himself to catch as an example, hoping Cryptor would understand. Cryptor blinked in surprise of the unexpected task given to him, but without question he followed along. With a smile, Cyrus softly tossed the ball to Cryptor, the android trying to catch the ball. As he tried to grab it with his hands, it ended up getting flailed between his hands to the point where it fell to the floor and rolled away. Cyrus chuckled when Cryptor dropped the ball. It was expected. The android would get the hang of it sooner or later. Cyrus leaned forward and picked up the ball up off the ground.

"Let's try again." He said before tossing the ball back to Cryptor. Cryptor nodded when Cyrus spoke but ended up with the same result when attempting to catch it. The ball rolling away out of both of their reach, Cryptor glanced at Cyrus before he stood on his feet to go get it, but his legs shook under him and he had to grab onto the table in order to sort himself out.

"Careful." Cyrus warned. He held out his arms as if he was preparing to catch Cryptor. Cryptor looked at Cyrus from the corner of his eye before he attempted to straighten himself up, finally getting himself to stand at full height. That didn't last long though, when he took his first step he stumbled again, once again reaching for the table. Each motion Cryptor made had Cyrus worried that he would fall. He could only hope that Cryptor would keep his balance and get use to walking, though it would likely take some time.

Cryptor kept attempting to push himself forward but almost every step he practically fell down. Regardless though, he kept pushing. Finally getting to a point though where there was no table for support, he fell to the ground

"Cryptor!" Cyrus gasped when Cryptor fell. He wheeled himself to Cryptor's side as the robot sat up shaking its head, and offered Cryptor his hand. "I'll be your support." he stated kindly. Cryptor could use his chair to keep balance if he needed to. Cryptor nodded, clumsily getting to his feet with the help of Cyrus. Continuing after the ball he began walking again. Making sure Cryptor was steady, Cyrus wheeled his chair alongside Cryptor.

"Almost there, buddy." Cyrus encouraged as Cryptor kept staggering forward with the help of Cyrus' chair. For a while the two managed that little walk, up into the point where Cryptor fell over in the opposite direction of the chair. Cyrus yelped and braced himself when the chair tipped with the pull from the new robot. Once they were on the floor, Cyrus groaned in pain, having his head against the hard metal chest of his android, not to mention the arm of his chair sticking in his side. Knowing that Cryptor was not coordinated enough to lift him and his chair, Cyrus unbuckled and pulled himself out of his chair. Using only his arms, he crawled off of Cryptor and pushed himself up to a sitting position.

Cryptor frowned, getting ready to stand back up again after Cyrus got off of him, but then became hypnotized, observing Cyrus move without the use of his legs. He watched as he flipped his chair back to the right side. Locking the breaks, he began trying to pull himself back up into his seat. After a bit, Cyrus managed to climb back into his seat. He sighed and fastened himself in once again.

"Be more careful, Cryptor." He said as he looked down at Cryptor, hoping Cryptor was not damaged. "... Can you stand?" Cryptor nodded, standing to his feet, stumbling back and wobbling quickly, still not good with his balance.

"Good." Cyrus chuckled, rubbing the part of his head he had hit, looking back to Cryptor with a smile. "Let's get that ball, then." Cryptor nodded yet again, but decided it would be best to keep off of Cyrus' chair based off of recent events. Stumbling forward without any support, he eventually stumbled to the side then falling down and catching himself with his hands to keep from falling all the way. He was getting better at walking, but he still wasn't good at it. Standing back up, he continued towards the little red ball. Cryptor was making progress, though he was still wobbly. He just needed to get use to his legs.

"Almost there." Cyrus said encouragingly. "You'll be fully mobile soon, I can tell."

Finally, after much more effort than needed be, Cryptor finally reached the ball and clumsily, picked it up. Analyzing it in his hand for a few moments, he tossed it across the short distance to Cyrus pretty easily.

"Very good!" Cyrus praised Cryptor as he caught the ball with a grin. "You're catching on at a good pace." He tossed the ball back up to Cryptor, hoping he would catch it this time. Cryptor quickly acted for the ball, fumbling it between his hands before he eventually slammed his hands into his chest, trapping the ball there, but in result ended up falling back into the wall behind him. Not caring about the wall though he moved his hands slowly, to see he had managed, in fact, to catch the ball.

"Perhaps I should give more warning next time." Cyrus laughed with a sigh. "Would you like to try again?" Cryptor nodded again, looking at the ball in his hand.

"Yes." He spoke before tossing the ball back at Cyrus. The ball was caught with ease. Setting it in his lap, Cyrus held his hands up as if he were ready to catch the ball again.

"Do this when you are ready for me to throw the ball." He said clearly. Then he picked up the ball and waited for his queue. Cryptor looked at Cyrus in confusion, but slowly raised his hands up as he has been shown waiting for the ball to be thrown back at him. Once Cryptor's hands were up, Cyrus tossed the ball to Cryptor. Hopefully he would catch it easier this time around. Cryptor watched the ball as it came towards him carefully, when the ball was near his hands he clasped them together like he had seen Cyrus do when catching the ball and successfully caught the red sphere. Cyrus' face lit up when Cryptor caught the ball. This was good.

"There you go." He said with a crooked grin. "We'll be ready to move on soon." Cyrus raised his hands up, signaling that he was ready for the ball. Cryptor noticed when Cyrus raised his hands up like he had instructed him to do, although it took him a few moments to realize what the human was doing though before it clicked in his head. Upon realization, he tossed it back. Cyrus caught the ball and smiled at Cryptor. "Good." He praised the android. "Now let's try something different." Cyrus held the ball in one and tossed it back and forth between his two hands. "I want you to try to do that." He stated as he handed the ball to Cryptor. Cryptor looked at the ball in his hand before attempting to toss it from his left to his right, but he easily missed his hand and dropped the ball to the ground.

"You almost had it." Cyrus chuckled. He leaned over and grabbed the ball as it rolled away from Cryptor. He didn't want it to roll far away, at least not now. "Try again." he said as he handed it to Cryptor once more. Cryptor nodded after receiving the ball yet again, attempting yet again, but missing again.

"Keep trying," Cyrus sighed, retrieving the ball once more. The ball was handed to Cryptor once more. Cryptor yet again failed at catching the ball, along with the next 8 times, but after several attempts of missing it, he got it to his one hand before he missed it on the toss back.

"You almost had the hang of it." Cyrus cheered as he reached down and grabbed the ball once more. Again, he handed it back to Cryptor. Cryptor kept attempting over and over, missing over and over, but eventually he got down the movement of tossing the ball in circles. Without stopping the balls loop between his hands he looked up at Cyrus, waiting for the next challenge for him to try.

"Great work." Cyrus praised when Cryptor finally got the hang of it. Now they could move on to the next test. With swift turn of his chair, Cyrus started to wheel himself over to a counter with a box sitting on it. "Come with me." He encouraged Cryptor to walk, hoping that he had his balance by now. Cryptor watched as Cyrus rolled away from him. Finally stopping the red balls endless loop between his hands, Cryptor followed the inventor. Unfortunately his balance still wasn't the greatest and he quickly fell to the side. Grabbing for the nearest object, he accidentally knocked something off of its surface with a rather loud crash. Cyrus sighed as Cryptor reeled away from the table quickly, both of them looking at the shattered object on the ground.

"I'll get a broom. You wait here." He muttered before wheeling off to fetch a broom from a closet outside of the lab. When Cyrus rolled away, Cryptor switched his gaze from Cyrus to the glass, and when Cyrus had left Cryptor alone, Cryptor went and crouched down in front of the broken glass, beginning to poke at it in curiosity. Cyrus returned with the broom not quite as soon as he would have liked. He had some trouble holding the broom and wheeling his chair back to the lab without it falling off his lap or out of his hand. He seriously needed to look into getting an electronic wheelchair.

"It's not wise to play with broken glass." He warned when he noticed Cryptor poking at the glass. Cryptor jumped in shock at Cyrus' voice, losing his balance on his feet and having his palm and knee slam down on the shards of glass. Quickly recovering, he got off the glass and stood back up, whipping off his palm and knee with his other hand. Cyrus gasped when Cryptor fell on the glass, urgently wheeling himself over to Cryptor and looked at him to make sure he was okay. Cryptor appeared to be okay.

"Please be more careful." Cyrus warned. "Your body is not as sturdy as you might think." Cryptor nodded at Cyrus, rubbing his one hand still, and then looking back at the even more shattered glass on the ground.

"Sorry." He apologized.

"It's okay." Cyrus sighed. He took the broom and began sweeping the glass into a neat pile and into the dustpan. After he swept all the glass up, Cyrus sat up straight and wheeled over to the trashcan to dump the shards and sit the utensils aside to be put away later. "Shall we try walking again?" Cyrus asked the new android with a smile. Cryptor nodded in response, immediately taking a few clumsy steps towards Cyrus. Cyrus could not help but feel sorry for his creation. Cryptor was not exactly progressing as fast as he had originally hoped. The poor bot could hardly go one step without wobbling or falling.

"You're doing great, Cryptor." Cyrus said with a crooked smile and a tilt of his head. After taking several wobbly steps, thankfully without falling, Cryptor finally made it to Cyrus, the inventor smiling at him and offering him the side of his chair for balance again. "Would you like to look around the building?" Borg asked the robot. A tour of the tower would be perfect practice and Cryptor would get to see his home. Cryptor looked at the doorway when Cyrus mentioned leaving the room. Finally, after several moments of staring, he nodded, waiting for Cyrus to lead the way. Cyrus smiled, beginning to wheel himself forward. "Alright then, follow me."

As they walked, Cyrus made sure to stay close to Cryptor, not wanting the android to fall again. Together, the duo managed to make it to the door with no accidents, safe for a few stumbles. Finally exiting the room Cyrus motioned down the elongated hallway.

"That way leads to the elevator." He explained. "We can use it to go from floor to floor. There are a few floors that are off limits however. Part of the tower is still under construction." Cryptor stayed unresponsive, staring down the overwhelmingly long hallway. Compared to the small room he was just in, he was starting to wonder how big the world really was.

Cryptor seemed to be entranced by the new surroundings. It was not a surprise to Cyrus. Cryptor had only seen his lab until now. Cyrus took one of Cryptor's hands and guided it to the handlebars on the back of his chair. "Shall we head down to the lower floors, Cryptor?" He asked, looking up at the android. Cyrus' touch to his hand, snapped Cryptor out of a daze, and the robot turned to look at Cyrus before nodding nervously. Cyrus wheeled himself forward. The elevator was not too far away. It was just around a corner. Cyrus led Cryptor down the hall and around said corner. As soon as they turned around the corner, they were greeted by the sight of two automatic metal doors to the elevator.

When they reached the elevator, Cryptor stared at the doors in fascination as they opened. Staring at them for several seconds, Cyrus had already got into the small box on the side of the tower, and Cryptor only getting in once Cyrus encouraged him. Standing in the corner of the box, he looked around confused why they were standing in it, but when it started to go down, the jerk of the elevator made him jump, and he gripped the rails on both sides of him in panic. Cryptor's panicking did not go unnoticed. Cyrus looked at his creation with a concerned expression. He wheeled himself over to Cryptor's side, which was a short distance, and placed a gentle hand on Cryptor's arm.

"Everything will be okay." Cyrus reassured Cryptor. "We are safe." Cryptor looked at Cyrus doubtfully for a few moments before he nodded, trusting him. Releasing his grip from the bars, it could be seen the indents from his grip. Cryptor didn't seem to take notice of it though. Cyrus gave him a smile. When the moving box finally stopped, Cryptor stumbled to the side, bumping into the glass on the side. "Come on, Cryptor." Cyrus said as he wheeled himself out. "Do you want to meet someone else like you?"

"Someone else like me?" Cryptor asked as he clumsily followed Cyrus out of the glass box.

"Yes. Cyrus answered with a chuckle, leading the way. "I built her to help out around the tower. She could assist us in training you to walk and whatnot." Soon after Cyrus mentioned training in walking Cryptor fell down, using his hand to catch himself and recovered fast. While Cryptor corrected himself, Cyrus stopped and waited, only continuing when he was sure Cryptor was up and mobile again.

"Why can't you?" Cryptor asked.

"Eh... with a guy your size, I need a little help." Cyrus explained. "Do you remember what happened when you pulled my chair down with you?" Cryptor pondered for a few moments as he followed Cyrus before he nodded.

"Yes." He stated as he remembered how Cyrus got the chair back up and in it.

"Well, I would like to avoid being knocked down." Cyrus laughed. "Besides, you'll like P.I.X.A.L." Cryptor nodded.

"Who is P.I.X.A.L.?"

"Oh, she's the other android I told you about." Cyrus said as they came to some automatic doors, they parting for the two and Cyrus leading Cryptor inside. The room looked like a big lobby, part of which was being painted.

As the two entered the lobby, a woman with shiny silver hair, white skin, and purple markings on her face approached them. "Good evening, Mister Borg." She greeted with a slight smile. "Is this the android you spoke of earlier, Cryptor?"

"Yes, this is Cryptor." He answered. "I finally powered him on. Cryptor, this is P.I.X.A.L. She is an android like you." The name P.I.X.A.L. used to address Cyrus confused Cryptor, but he paid no mind to it. He really didn't care much about her wording and was more along stuck staring at her. As he analyzed the new droid in front of him, he ended up losing focus of his balance and stumbled to the side, near to falling down.

"He is not coordinated." P.I.X.A.L. observed. "Is he not functioning as expected?"

"He just hasn't gotten use to his body yet, though he may need some tweaking." Cyrus answered, looking up at Cryptor. "I was wondering if you could help me teach him to keep balance."

"Of course." P.I.X.A.L. said with a nod. She turned her attention back to Cryptor. Cryptor had just stood there shifting his gaze between P.I.X.A.L. and Cyrus as they spoke, their conversation confusing him. "Please step forward. Keep your posture straight." When P.I.X.A.L. turned her attention to him, he just stared blankly. Finally after several moments of standing in silence, he tipped his head to the side.

"Posture…"

"Stand like this." P.I.X.A.L. stated, using her body as an example. "Then step forward." Cryptor nodded, turning to stand, admin a little stiff, like P.I.X.A.L.; then, cautiously, taking one step closer. "Very good." P.I.X.A.L. said with a nod. She reached out and took both of Cryptor's hands, offering them as a way for balance if he needed them. "Keep moving forward. Follow me." She stated, taking a step backwards. When she took hold of his hands, Cryptor immediately looked at them, his posture faltering briefly. Fixing himself quickly though, he followed her footsteps smoothly until about the sixth where he stumbled.

"You had it." P.I.X.A.L. stated. "Keep moving." As P.I.X.A.L. continued to help Cryptor walk, Cyrus watched from where he sat. Cryptor was progressing much faster than he had when Cyrus tried to teach him. He had a feeling that they would have Cryptor walking without trouble soon.

Cryptor followed P.I.X.A.L.'s lead up to the point where he thought he had the motions down. At that point, he could walk smoothly with few mishaps, but getting to that point didn't come without several mistakes and a few moments of stepping on P.I.X.A.L.'s feet.

When Cryptor finally seemed to have the hand of it, Cyrus wheeled himself over to the two androids. "Very good, Cryptor." He said cheerfully. "Nice job, P.I.X.A.L. You've done a better job than I could."

"It's not a problem, Mister Borg." P.I.X.A.L. stated. "It is my job to assist you." Cryptor looked in confusion at the names use again, glancing between the two once again.

"Mister Borg?" He finally questioned the name. Cyrus looked up at Cryptor when he said his last name in confusion.

"Oh, yes. My full name is Cyrus Borg." He explained. "Mister is just a title for a man... like Miss is for a woman." Cryptor nodded.

"So you have two names?"

"Yes." Cyrus answered. "Many humans do. In fact, a lot of humans have three names." Cryptor nodded again, then falling silent for a few moments.

"Which do I call you by then?"

"You may call me either name you prefer, Cryptor." Cyrus answered with a chuckle. He turned his attention to P.I.X.A.L. for a moment and said, "That's all for now, P.I.X.A.L. You can return to your work." P.I.X.A.L. gave a nod and turned to walk away, leaving the two behind. "Now that you can walk on your own, would you like to go outside?" Cyrus asked, now that the two were alone. Cryptor frowned at the question, but eventually nodded. He was scared to know what would be outside, but yet he figured he'd have to see it eventually. When Cyrus received Cryptor's answer, he turned and led him towards the doors of the lobby. The covered doors slid open when they neared, the city's sparkling lights and towering buildings coming into view.

"This is New Ninjago City, Cryptor." Cyrus said proudly as he motioned to the spectacular skyscrapers. Cryptor stared at everything in awe, all the colorful lights and tall towering buildings where a little overwhelming, but pretty. It all intrigued him a bit, made him want to step out of his comfort zone. Cautiously, he took a few steps out of the building to get a better look at everything. Then looking up at the building he was just in he saw all the construction up towards the top. As Cryptor gazed at the sparkling city for the first time, Cyrus watched with a soft smile on his face. He watched every awestruck expression Cryptor made. Cryptor's amazement was not a surprise in the least to Cyrus, the city was quite a sight to behold.

"One day you will get to roam this city by yourself." Cyrus stated as Cryptor looked up at the tower. Cryptor looked at Cyrus before looking back at the city.

"By myself?" He repeated, taking a step further from the building. Then, when his foot came in contact with the ground again, a spark shot out of his leg, sending a small electrical current, visible to the eye, down his leg just before his leg gave out on him, and he toppled over to the ground. Cyrus was shocked when Cryptor's leg gave out. Now seated on the ground, Cryptor shook his head before turning to look at his now sparking knee. He then attempted to stand up again, unsuccessfully, getting himself nowhere with only the use of one leg. Cyrus now by Cryptor's side, tried to analyze the situation, examining the leg the best he could from where he sat. He was unable to see the exact cause of the problem himself, so he hastily wheeled himself to the automatic doors. Once they opened, he called for P.I.X.A. from the door. Without delay, she rushed out to assist Cyrus.

"His leg gave out, I need you to scan it and tell me what needs fixing." Cyrus explained as they both returned to Cryptor's side.

"Yes sir." P.I.X.A.L. nodded before doing just as she was told. Cryptor was confused what was happening. He didn't understand why his leg just stopped working. When Cyrus rushed away, his leg managed to start working again momentarily, but before he could do anything it stopped again. When P.I.X.A.L. came over to scan him, he was now worried. He didn't know what was wrong or what was happening, but he knew it was something to be concerned about.

"I detect small foreign objects in his leg." P.I.X.A.L. stated once her scan was complete. "It appears to be shards of glass."

"Glass." Cyrus repeated. "We'll have to repair him..."

"Repair?" Cryptor blinked in confusion, looking between the two of them.

"Yes. We'll have to get that glass out and fix all of the damages." Cyrus answered. "I'll have to shut you down until it's fixed." Cryptor didn't understand what Cyrus was talking about; sure the 'Get that glass out' part but everything else confused him. Staying silent, he just turned his gaze to his broken leg.

"P.I.X.A.L., can you get some help? We need to carry Cryptor." Cyrus asked. P.I.X.A.L. gave a nod before running off to get help. While waiting for P.I.X.A.L. to return, Cyrus leaned down and opened up a compartment on Cryptor's chest. He flipped a switch and shut Cryptor off.

Eventually P.I.X.A.L. returned with help. With the extra hands, they carried Cryptor inside and back to the lab.