Sisters
A My Life as a Teenage Robot Fanfic
Setting: Tremorton
Before you read: After the successful creation of XJ-9 Jenny, Dr. Noreen Wakeman went on a success spree. Everything she touched seemed perfectly engineered. But secretly, while her daughter saved the world every day, Nora worked on another amazing project. XJ-10.
We now follow XJ-10 and XJ-9, as a crime-fighting duo, and as individual keepers-of-the-peace. We’ll also see a few more villains of my own creation pop up in the story. Let’s first explore our characters themselves:
XJ-9 Jenny: An optimistic and friendly girl, but armed to the teeth with weaponry. Villains often use her friendliness and gullibility to trick her into accidentally helping them, but Jenny easily uses her intellect to outsmart them in the end.
XJ-10 Jette: Almost a copy of XJ-9, but armed with a few more weapons. Unfortunately for Nora, the two are so close in design that they have the same teenage tendencies. Jette is just as friendly as Jenny but slightly less gullible. Jette does have a large weakness though; her nature can often slip into a pattern like XJ-7’s, depressed and hopeless, in times of danger.
That is basically all you need to know before reading. Thanks and enjoy!!!
Chapter 1: XJ-10
“Shhhh, she’s opening her eyes,” Jenny shushed her mother as she began to rant at her.
“Hmmph,” Nora scoffed. “Not even supposed to be down here.”
“MOTHER!!!”
XJ-10 opened her eyes and shut them at once. The sight of a robot and an elderly woman quarrelling was not exactly what she had expected. It in fact, surprised her a little. But not that much. She opened one eye again and slowly began to move off the table. She extended her legs silently over the table, metallic extensions helping her. As soon as she was actually capable of escape, the robot’s pigtails pricked up. XJ-10 squeezed her eyes shut.
“SISTER!! Oh my gosh!! You look just like me!! Oh my gosh!!” the robot shouted. It came over and tackled her.
XJ-10 was speechless. She could hear the elderly woman scolding the robot in the background.
“XJ-9!!!!” she shouted over the robots excessive rambling. “You’re scaring her. Now back off. We have to introduce her slowly.
“But MOM!!” the robot turned around to complain to the elderly woman.
As the elderly woman began to explain something to the robot, XJ-10 made a run for it. She ran to the door, with lightning speed. She banged on the door helplessly when she reached it. It was far too strong for her to break out of.
“Mom, we need to stop her!!” the XJ-9 protested.
“Nonsense,” the elderly woman dismissed her. XJ-10 continued banging against the door. “She can’t POSSIBLY break through it. Don’t be silly, XJ-9.”
Just that moment, XJ-10 smashed through the door. The weight she had put on it sent her flying, finally landing and somersaulting into a wall and cracking it. She could hear yelling from inside the room, but she didn’t have time to pay attention. She used her instincts and activated rockets inside her own set of metallic pigtails just like the XJ-9’s and flew up into the ceiling, creating a hole and flying up to freedom. She lost balance and fell cartwheeling into another wall. That one cracked too. She shook her head to find herself in a room with windows lining one wall, with a door outside, and a large, empty space filling the rest of the area. She heard the sound of the XJ-9 activating her rockets as the elderly woman babbled about something that sounded like “impossible” and “how did she do that” and “must get back to the lab and check blueprints”. She ran for the door and tumbled out.
Everything was bright. Really really really bright. XJ-10 shielded her eyes from an orange glowing orb floating high above her.
“Hey Jenny!” said a red-haired human walking up the street. A smaller human with black hair tagged along behind him and waved to her.
XJ-10 began to back up as they approached her.
“What’s wrong Jenny?” the red-haired one asked.
“Yeah Jenny, no need to be RUDE,” said the smaller one.
“Tuck!” the red-haired one scolded the smaller one.
XJ-10 was against a wall. She began to feel threatened.
“Jenny? Are you okay?” the red-haired one asked worriedly.
XJ-10 put her hands out instinctively in front of her face. They began to glow.
“LOOK OUT!!” the XJ-9 flew in and swept the two humans out of the way and plopped them on the lawn before the lasers even shot out of XJ-10’s hands.
“Whoa,” said the red-haired one in awe. “Two Jenny’s. AWESOME!”
“Actually, no Brad. I’ll explain later.”
XJ-10 took the chance and rocketed away. She lost balance and fell but went back up again in less than a second. She made a loop and glanced behind. The XJ-9 was right on her tail. She sped up. XJ-9 sped up too. XJ-10 had to make a drastic move. She made a sharp right turn, so sharp the XJ-9 went flying forward, giving her enough time to make an escape. XJ-10 flew in a beeline towards the ground. XJ-9 tried to catch up behind her. XJ-10 landed on the ground and began to run. XJ-9 continued flying above her.
“XJ-9!!!” the elderly woman called from the doorway. “The USB!!” The elderly woman tossed a USB flash drive in the air and the XJ-9 caught it. She made a beeline for XJ-10.
XJ-9 tackled XJ-10 and fought against her to force the USB in the back of her head. XJ-10 used her laser beams but missed. Punched but was deflected. Kicked but dodged. Finally XJ-9 got the USB into the back of her head.
And everything went black for XJ-10.
Chapter 2: Jette’s First Mission
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh,” XJ-10 groaned as she sat up from the metal lab table. “My head…”
“Well, look who’s finally awake,” Noreen (A/N: AKA Nora) said cheerily.
“Hi Mom,” XJ-10 said. “Mom? Wait… I can talk?” She sat upright abruptly but then groaned at her headache and reclined a bit. “Yesterday I didn’t at ALL know how to talk. How can I talk today?”
“It’s called Dr. Noreen Wakeman’s MAGICAL USB drive!! I programmed talking into your brain. Jenny added a few things too.”
“Who’s Jenny?”
“Why, your sister, of course. Twin, actually. She calls herself Jenny. I haven’t the slightest why, because it seems to me that the name XJ-9 is perfectly fine.”
“Mom, not this again,” said a robot standing by the door. She covered her face in her hand with frustration as she stepped out of the shadows. “I like the name Jenny better, and that’s that! Hey, XJ-10. I’m XJ-9 Jenny. Mom says we’re twins. Want to come see? Cuz I think we look EXACTLY alike…”
Jenny began to ramble on faster and faster until Nora shushed her. Looking at XJ-10’s frightened and surprised face, Jenny was being rather intense and needed to be shushed.
“Okay, fine, MOM, I’ll calm down a bit. Are you feeling okay to see our room?” Jenny asked XJ-10.
“Yeah, sure. The headache’s wearing off a bit,” XJ-10 replied.
“Then come on! I’ll help you up.”
They walked upstairs slowly and reached the room XJ-10 had first seen.
“I remember this room. It looks… better now,” she said.
“Yeah, we made a few repairs.”
They continued their way up the stairs and reached a door.
“Here’s our room!” Jenny said excitedly.
They walked inside. The room itself sparkled. On Jenny’s side of the wall there were fashion posters of glittering teenagers in beautiful outfits wearing gorgeous jewelry and posing in various ways. On her bedside table were a couple of neat stacks of magazines. She had really taken the time to clean up. She also had a well-made, light blue colored bed the same color as her metal. On XJ-10’s side of the room, the wall was shiny and new-looking, with a white bed, so new not even a speck of dust resided upon it.
“Cool, right?” Jenny asked.
“Yeah, super cool!”
“Oh, and also, now that Mom’s away, what are you going to call yourself?”
“Hmmm,” XJ-10 listed all the names starting with a J that she could possibly have. They flashed in a list before her eyes. “How about… Jette? Yeah, that makes actually a lot of sense.”
“Jet?”
“Well, pronounced that way, yes, but spelled with an extra ‘te’ at the end to make it classier.”
“I like your style.”
“Why thank you, Miss Jennifer.”
“Your very welcome, Miss… what would your full name be…? How about—”
Their conversation was interrupted by an alarm sounding off loudly. XJ-10’s metal chest spread to reveal an extension of metal, to which a small television was attached. The television turned on and Nora came on the screen.
“Sorry XJ-10, I just wanted to see how the signal was for you. Seems that the call was placed just fine! Anyways, we have a D-Class meteor headed for Earth. XJ-9, take XJ-10 along with you. She now has most of the training programmed into her,” Nora said.
“It’s true, I can feel that I know,” Jette agreed.
“Why can’t you have trained me that way, Mom? It would have been SO much more efficient.”
“I hope you’ll be able to tame your sister, XJ-10.”
“Actually, um, my name’s JETTE.”
“Oh, goodness, you too!! Jenny, did you influence this at all?”
“Well…”
“YOUNG LADY!!!”
“Mom, it’s not her fault! I decided that I wanted a name too!” Jette protested.
“Oh fine then,” Nora grumbled. “Have it your way. Just get that meteor!”
Nora hung up and the television receded back into Jette’s chest plate.
“Let’s go,” Jenny said, very serious.
They both activated their rockets and stabilizers to get ready for flight. Then they both spread out the metal wingspans on their backs and nodded to each other. Lastly they flew up and out, breaking a hole in the roof.
Jette followed Jenny, being that she didn’t particularly know her way around quite yet. Especially the huge, vast space in… well… space.
As they exited the Earth’s atmosphere Jenny began to speed up towards the meteor. She prepared her Battle Bazooka for fire. Jette prepared the Shiva Swords for when it blasted apart. She didn’t know why, but she knew that even after the bazooka big enough pieces would be left to cause some serious destruction, so she would cut those pieces.
Suddenly Jenny stopped and glanced behind at Jette with a big grin.
“Jette! This one’s yours!” Jenny said as she flew out of the way a split second before the meteor would’ve hit her and hurled her back down to Earth.
Jette was caught by surprise but quickly changed to a unique-to-her weapon: the Super Sound Wave.
“Hope you’re not too sensitive to sound, ‘cuz I’m a little NOISY,” Jette said to the meteor. Then she blasted it with a sound wave so large that first it shattered it, then it shattered those pieces, then those pieces, then those pieces, and then those pieces until it became nothing but dust. Then Jette changed back and wiped her hands off.
“Impressive,” said Jenny. “But this next one’s mine. Watch how the PRO does it.”
Suddenly Jette noticed yet another meteor headed for Earth. It was huge, even larger than the one Jette had destroyed. Jenny pulled out her Battle Bazooka and shot. The meteor blasted into a hundred smaller but just as deadly pieces. Jette and Jenny both pulled out their Shiva Swords and cut. Jette sliced. Jenny severed. Together, the pieces were destroyed in a matter of minutes.
“I could’ve handled it myself,” Jenny grumbled.
“What’s wrong, Jenny? We got it, didn’t we?”
“Yeah, but that one was MINE!! I don’t need you interfering. I can do things myself.”
“But Jenny, you needed—”
“MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” a voice called evilly.
Jenny and Jette looked up to find a Cluster spaceship floating over them ominously.
“Vexus!” Jenny whispered.
Jette filled with anger. That terrible woman was back, and out to get her sister. She had to do something. But what…?
“We have you trapped, XJ-9—wait, what the…? TWO of them?! NO FAIR! Anyways, if you retreat to Earth, we will follow you and destroy your precious Trenterfun!! MWAHAHA!!”
“At least get your names right, Vexus! It’s TREMORTON!!” said Jenny.
“Oh, whatever. Moving on. Which one of you is XJ-9?”
“I am!” shouted Jette.
“Wha—” started Jenny.
“This is one of my mother’s prototypes, she is no threat to you! I am. Just leave the people of Tremorton alone!” Jette continued.
“Well, its slightly surprising that you’ve given up so easily XJ-9.”
“I’m tired of your games, Vexus. Just leave them out of this,” Jette said putting her hands out. A couple of droids were lowered and they arrested her.
“NO!” Jenny screamed, but it was too late. They had already sped off, her sister in hand.
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