It seemed the sun hadn't appeared for days, smothered by clouds or the darkness of private rooms so no one could see. And with this darkness, it had to return soon after the sun found its way home. It appeared warm on a bright blue sky then began to fade when twilight began to end it.

It wasn't the only thing that returned that day.

A knock came at the door of Doctor Odo's home, waking the aging man from a doze in a brown leather recliner with a thick book on his lap. Upon rising, he dusted off his sleep and answered it. At the doorway, MK stood and gave him the simple words, "Up stairs."

He then promptly turned but Odo grabbed him by the arm before he could leave. "Why up stairs, MK?"

"It's more of a place of business. Now come on." He pulled out of his grip and walked away, leaving the man behind. After he was out of sight, Odo climbed the stairs to the attic where he and MK occasionally worked. Most of the planks were old but they held out and the weakest had been replaced to hold any heavy machinery.

When he arrived, he flicked on a few lights and saw MK standing across the room with a late model Robo Ky beside him. He was holding a clone of Furaiken.

"MK! Where have you been?"

MK crossed his arms. "Out. Learning new things. From the real world. I learned from him." He scuffed the other Robo Ky's hair. "It's hard learning from a mute but it eventually worked out. He's smart, not like the Robo Kys the Bureau made. Like you made."

"MK."

"Oops, did that hit a sore?" He smirked arrogantly.

"MK, what are you doing?" He then looked at the Robo Ky. "What did you put into his head?"

"He put nothing in my head. I just let it in, like opening up a box. But I'm not going to get philosical about it. The Post War AdministrationBureau. Old Robo Kys. Rogues. The end."

"MK. Get over here."

"No. No more, MK get this, MK, pass me this. I'm not your pretend offspring. 00xx was right."

"Where is 00xx?"

He looked at him from under his bangs. "Dead." He then lifted the sword in his hand and twisted it. "This was his. There was anotherwho owned it before him, and now it's mine. I like it. I think I'll keep it."

"You're not going to use it, are you?"

MK shrugged. "I don't know. But all Robo Kys should have one. You didn't give me one."

"That's because I didn't want you to fight!"

He laughed. "You senile old man! I'm a Robo Ky. It's instinctive to fight!"

"I didn't program that into you."

"Well, you also made me sentient. Thanks."

"MK, stop it!" He stepped up to them. "I'll reprogram you if I have to. You're talking nonsense." He then looked at 190. "And you—"

MK reached out and grabbed Odo by the collar. "You will do no such thing, old man. You sound like them. Perfection! Obedience! But that's where you came from. It's following you. But now I'm going to do what ever I want, not when you open your mouth."

Odo looked at the two robots then turned. He walked over to one of the tables where he picked up a strange gauntlet and put it on his arm. It had several buttons on it and wires and ports.

After securing it, he approached MK, tapping a few bottons as he did. When MK saw the device, his eyes widened.

"No! You're not going to reprogram me!"

When he came close enough, he grabbed Odo by the shoulder and ripped the gauntlet from him and threw it to the floor. He then stomped on it, breaking it into pieces.

"MK! No!"

He glared at him. "Bad move." He threw him then turned. "See you, master. No. Doctor Odo."

"Wait, where are you going?"

He turned his head over his shoulder. "To do some justice."

That night was the birth of the new Iron Savior.