The bitter chill bit at his flesh as the rusty glow of the sun dipped below the horizon, concealed behind a blanket of sickly green. This world, a once-thriving metropolis reduced to a pummeled, hollowed shell.

'Am I alive? Yes, I have a heart... I can feel it...surely life is still mine.'

Thoughts pressed against his mind like a tightening white-hot rope of thorns. His frustration manifested in a sigh, a sigh which erupted as a loud, steamy expulsion of air from the radiator grill that was now his face.

'Counterfeit life... Unnatural... '

The wind nudged him in a lazy pendulum swing. Nearby a dilapidated swingset complained with a familiar squeak, shattering the haunting silence. V4L turned his monsterous chrome head to investigate, headlights beaming to life. Small, foreign creatures burst away from the assaulting rays and scattered into adjacent piles of rubble.

'Did I do that with my mind?... what am I...'

For several moments he stood, frozen; overwhelmed. It wasn't until a small creature boldly stepped from the mist. A human. His hand lifted and rested upon the metal.

'A human? They live? Wait....I felt that.. I can feel his touch... I....am alive'


A smile tugged at his face. Wait... can this human see a smile? No, Its not even possible to smile. V4L didn't understand his own limitations, much less how to perceive what another witnessed.

'Just what did they do to me?...'

He hesitated, then crept forward. He avoided the glass on the scorched earth, but not all. Some pieces crunched and popped beneath his tremendous paws. The human male flinched but quickly regained his composure before replacing his hand to the chrome. "Who knows." He replied, concealing the slight quiver in his voice.

V4L recoiled, startled.

'....Am I speaking?'

He indeed was, although he couldn't understand how. The voice appeared to originate from the radiator grill. His tone retained his extremely deep flair, yet it somehow mixed an unnerving mechanical distortion.

"You can. How do you not know?" He questioned, brushing his hand along the reflective surface of chrome.

V4Ls old instincts rose from the murky waters that had submerged them. He ignored the humans question and lowered his head until the grill softly nudged the mans midsection. The human gasped as he felt the sudden and intense suction of air. V4L inhaled the scent as if testing his own senses to see if they remained intact.

Repulsive. The sour scent of decay collided with the repugnant fragrance of alcohol. It was a direct assult on these new senses; yet in the midst of the permeating cloud, the sweet smell of apple clawed its way up the grill which doubled as a nose.

'If you had consumed a plant as fragile as this. There must be a place where life thrives...show me...'





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This is a post apocalyptic AU where Val... or rather V4L was wounded beyond repair in the war. Half of his face had been torn off. Unfortunately, he was pronounced dead, yet there were small, pitiful sparks of life left within his brain. He was forced into a cryogenic sleep underground for centuries until the war ended. His body grew in cryosleep, but all other functions ceased.

It wasn't until a renowned Cendrillion mechanic nicknamed "Puzzle" thought himself as confident and skilled enough to resurrect the fallen Primordial. Unfortunately, due to the war which had lasted nearly 500 years, technology ceased its advancements as all focus was for the war. A war in which no one won.
Mechanics who were raised on little more than war and doctors both combined their energies and managed to rebuild Valentine from a Semi.

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