When one A.I meets another A.I (FINISHED)

It was a cloudy day in Death City.
Nunally was sitting on a bench near a street.
The street was quiet, she was there alone.

The girl pulled out a candy bar and started to eat it.
She needed to rise her sugar level.

Suddenly her computer brain generated a notification.
[Notification: It's 1:50 P.M. The unit should eat lunch at 3:00 P.M]

Nana was staring at a bench that was in front of her, on the oposite side of the street, with her cold, emotionless look.
[Observation: Prof.Chazaam didn't make more than one properly functioning clone. Technically the unit is alone.]
If she had feelings, she would start feeling alone. But..She didn't have feelings.

Carol was on patrol around the city, looking for Keishen eggs. The sooner she could become a death scythe and regain her mind the better. She slowly marched down a street, one that she had never been down before.

joint strain at 23%, power levels at 20% Carol decided to sit down and rest, as gently as possible she sat on the bench, causing the metal to groan. She reached over to a traffic light and once she touched it she magnetically clamped on. The light began to flicker and her charge levels rose. Her head swiveled over to her neighbor, her eyes zoomed and examined all separately. A scan for metal told her that she had a computer in her skull, she unconsciously turned her head to the side.

Nunally stared at something that looked like an..armor? Well, surely it was an armor.
The girl suddenly stood up and walked over to the armor.
[Recommendation: Check the armor and identify it]
She didn't really know what to say so she just said, with her emotionless voice and cold stare:
"Identify yourself"

With such a simple order Omega coulden't fail. "Ai core: Omega." she responded. Before asking "And you?"

"My creator gave me two names: Nana and Nunally." The girl replied.
Because Omega wasn't a human-as Nunally already guessed- she didn't neet to use "polite language" that her creator taught her.

"I have never met another a.i. before, who created you?" asked Omega, really interested in this girl.

"Prof Edward Chazaam was my creator. He was a genetics scientist. Prof. Chazaam was working on creating genetic modified clones that would help humans in many tasks. However, no organization wanted to support him, so he had to do everything on his own. Edward was a rich person,so he had his own lab where along with his friend, was performing his researches. After over 18 years of work he created his first properly working support unit. He created...me. But he died one year ago and ordered me to go to Death City and join The Death Weapon Meister Academy." Nana spoke..Still without any emotion in her voice.

Omega nodded. "My scans do not identify you as a weapon: inquery, are you a Meister and would you be interested in a partnership?"

Nunally needed a moment to reply. Well, her systems weren't as advanced as Omega's.
"Affirmative. I've been classified as a meister. And. Negative. In this moment I'm not looking for a weapon-partner."

Nana had so many questions. It was also the first time she met another A.I.
But one of her questions was very important for her..for her organic brain. She wanted to know more about feelings such as: Happiness, sadness, anger and pleasure.

Omega nodded, causing a clunky sound. The traffic light stopped flickering and she stood up, fully charged. "Well Nunally, I am patrolling for Keishen eggs at the moment. If you would join me we could chat."

Suddenly her computer brain generated a message
[Information: The kishin eggs are humans that have eaten a pure soul. A group of kishin eggs caused Prof.Chazaam's death]
Nunally nodded.
[New Mission has been started]
[Mission objective: Assist Omega in her patrol and eliminate every spotted kishin egg.]
[Patrol mode has been activated]
"I am ready to go" The girl said

Omega nodded, then took off at a brisk pace down the street, while this was above average for her it would be average walking pace for human. "Inquiry: are you armed/combat capable?"

Nana nodded. "Affirmative. I've got a knife hidded in my shoe." She replied.
Well, Nunally was wearing combat shoes so it was easy to hide a knife there.
"Do you know something about feelings that humans have? Feelings like: Happiness, sadness or anger?" Nana suddenly asked

Omega's eyes rotated, zoomed in and out in place. This was a sign that she was thinking. "I know pain, I know anger, but I also know joy." she said almost sadly. Her soul was not made from scratch, it was implanted from a donor weapon, thus she has emotions. "If I can become a death sythe I will regain my mind prior to the soul purge that was required for me to join the academy, and true sentience."

Nana was staring at her. She was still analyzing what Omega said.
" I was not made to have feelings. Feelings are difficult to understand." Nunally said after a longer moment. Because she couldn't understand it, she wanted to gather as many informations about feelings as she could.

"You are mostly human, can you tell if your body is in pain?"

Nana shrugged. "I don't know. I've never been injured" She replied.
But then she started to check her systems and her data base. "Information: My computer brain should ignore the pain when my body is damaged. However, I've never checked it."

"Suggestion: Remain behind me during combat should guns come into play?" Omega was a half ton powerhouse designed for combat only. I made sense that she should take point.

Nunally nodded. "Understood."
"Who is your creator, Omega?" She suddenly asked.
Well, in her code she had proggramed being curious. So she could ask a lot of questions.

"Some of the greatest minds of the generation worked to produce me, but one man named [unrecognisable static] was able to put the soul of a weapon into a robotic body. Almost all other information was encrypted upon my escape."

Her eyes zoomed in as much as possible, like a telescope. She let out a beep as in conformation. "
I do believe I have found us targets in a nearby alleyway, if you would like to ask one more question before I initiate combat then I would be happy to awnser it.

Nunally needed a short while to choose the questions
"Is there a way to learn to feel?"
Well, her question was odd, but, she was very curious. There was possibility for her to get feelings and emotions later, when her organic brain grows up, but Nana didn't knew about it.

"I have much less than you and I am only a few weeks old, well my mind is. With enough thought you can become a fully functioning person, like I was when I was a..." she decided not to share the fact that she was a demon blade before she joined the academy.

She drew a sword from her back and a plate of metal slid down from her arm to form a sheild, if Nunally wanted to ask anything else this would be her last chance.

""When I was a"? What do you mean?" Nunally asked.
She started to analyze what did she mean by that.
[Options:]
[-Omega was a Dark Weapon]
[-Omega was a Demon Blade]
[Searching for more informations about types of magical weapons]

Instead of awnser img Omega instead walked forward with a stride. There were about six of them, wearing hoodies that looked like they were taken from the trash. There were no words, it didn't take a genius to tell they were about to be attacked. She walked right in the middle, without looking she threw her sword at a man directly to the right of her impaling him and pinning him fatally to a wall, she then turned around and smacked another man with her shield so hard he went flying into a brick wall with some serious damage. The other men took out cheap guns and started blasting away at Omega, who was guarding with her shield. It was clear they were not winning this fight.

[Battle mode acThe dumpsterd]
[Engaging the fight]
Well, Nana had it in her code...When she sees danger she has to intervene.
The clone pulled out her knife and with incredible high speed rushed at the kishin egg with the guns that was focused on Omega. She stabbed him in his back and took one of his guns.
[Analyzing the area]
She looked around. If someone was going to shoot or attack her, she would be ready to react.