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I can do this...I can create...Im not a failure.I just have to work a little harder is all!

Loud sounds would come from the wear house with the garage like doors open for air to get in.
A drop of sweat dripped from her head,her glasses (That looked like Harry Potter glasses) slightly cracked on the black rim.Her brown hair pulled back into a braided ponytail.Her brown eyes concentrated on her work.She was building a robot that was huge as she finished up the foot.She ran across the white tile floor and to the control panel.Both of her hands quickly wrapping around the dirty,orange,spongy like miterial,and quickly pulled the lever down.Rusted gears started to turn as the robot's eyes started to glow but then the gears slowed down and stopped.It didn't work.

Maybe I should have given up when people told me...

She got up to try just one more time.She quickly pulled the lever harder.The system was starting to over load,gears spinning out of control,pipes were leaking,and the meters showing that it needs to be shut off.She panicked as she tried to pull the lever back up,but it didn't work.Instead it broke into two as she fell to the ground and hit her head.A metal pillar had loosened as it was about to fall on her.

She closed her eyes,not wanting to see the pillar draw closer and the thread of life about to be cut.

Ty walked as casually as he could, even though he was weighted down by a heavy tool belt strapped to his back and waist. He could hear the familiar sound of breaking metal nearby, just the sound of it made him twitch from his head all the way to his steel toed boots. It was hardly ever a good thing to hear, especially in this area. He hastily started to run, the sound still resonating within his mind. He skidded to a halt when he reached the warehouse, peering in through the open doors. "Anyone here?" He called out, taking a few hesitant steps inside.

Sanchella reacted to his voice and slightly yelled."Help!" Her glasses lay broken on the floor but she could see well enough that the metal pillar was close to killing her.Her leg was merely trapped under a piece of her best machinery.Her arms trembled as she put her head down,feeling no hope coming to her what's so ever.Her brown hair over her eyes,and also brushing over her cheek.

If she didn't die from the pillar then she would die by the really sharp,rusty old nail in it.She knew she should have gave up on building machines a while back...maybe she should have listened to everyone.She was a lonely girl who would only spend time with herself,and machines.She would hate if something got scratched up and if her work was distroyed.This time she was horrified by her stuff getting distroyed,and the fact that she was about to die.

Ty took on a very serious demeanor and rushed inside to where he heard the call for help. "Hang on!" He ripped a large hammer from his tool belt and slammed it into the pillar, sending it flying across the room. "Good grief what a mess.." He whistled and started to lift the machinery off of the girl's leg. "Glad I heard that awful racket, if I hadn't, well you'd be a pancake by now." He said with a silly yet serious grin.

Sanchella got up and slightly winced,getting use to the 'squished leg' feeling. "Thank you for your help,sir. It means a lot to me." She knew good and well that her leg would bruise soon. She ran to the robot she was building and saw it was crushed. She only shook her head and threw a spare piece of metal at it. "Worthless..." Tears came to her eyes as she kneeled down by it. "Two years of work for nothing..."

She patted around her tool belt and found her spare glasses and sat down on the robots foot.She was picked on as a kid and called a geek,and everyone told her to give up. She felt like she should have listened.

Ty frowned and picked his way through the rubble, stopping to stand near the destroyed robot. He looked it over with a grim expression, it was always terrible to see such things. "What a shame.." He said solemnly, picking up a piece of metal and staring at it. "You okay?" He placed the metal piece back down and walked over to the girl, he was genuinely concerned for her well-being.

"It's been more then four years that I have been making things...I have failed over eight times...and now...nine. I knew I should have stopped this kinda work a long time ago." She pulled her brown gloves off of her hands,exposing a bad scar mark across them both. She could only remember what people would call her as a young child.She could only think of her failures. She worked so hard on building the place in the first place. Each thing in there was built by her and she did it all alone.

No one cared for Sanchella even as a child. Her parents would always teach her to do wrong,but she wouldn't do what they said to do. She would always read and get good grades. There was a price to pay for when she didn't do what thy wanted though. They would beat her. More tears came to her eyes as she thought about her past.

Ty knelt in front of the girl and lifted her chin with his hand. "You know, a failure is actually an accomplishment all in itself. When you fail at something, it just means theres always a chance to make it better, and the fact you kept trying is quite amazing. Giving up would only make all that hard work meaningless. And that would truly be a shame." He smiled softly. "Even great inventors must fail at times, in order for them to learn to be even greater." He said after a moment of thought.

Sanchella smiled a bit at him. "Thank you." She reached out and hugged him then looked around. She stretched and started picking up the mess. She may have looked small but she was strong. She knew it would take a lot of money she didn't have too. She side and started working again.

Ty grinned and helped with the cleaning, placing bits and pieces of metal into a pile. "Ah crap!" He looked at his pocket watch and nearly fell over. "I wish I could stay and help you out more, but I've got to go." He handed her a business card with 'Tybalt Steele "Machine and equipment repairs!"' with a number below it typed in bold print before making a dash for the door. "Give me a call anytime, I'll be happy to come by and help you with anything." He smiled and waved, taking off down the street. Even though he owned his business it was never good for him to be late for work, it set a bad example for his employees.

She tilted her head and was shocked how fast he got out of there. "Damn,I wish I could move that fast..." She put back on her brown gloves and started making new designs and seeing what she has. She giggled at the thought of the male. For once she had felt happy. She put the business card in her back pocket and got back to work,thinking of him.

Ty didn't slow down till he reached the garage door of his repair shop, scrabbling to dig his keys from a pocket in his tool belt. "Sorry guys, got a little sidetracked on the way here." He said to the disgruntled and obviously annoyed workers waiting for him to open the shop. "Aha!" He shoved the key into the front door's lock and opened it, pressing a button on the inside wall. The garage door slowly creaked as it rose from the ground. "Alright, lets get to work!" He grinned and rushed to the side of his latest project, an old model car he was rebuilding with newer parts and appendages.

Sanchella took a long time to think of an idea. She finnaly knew what she was planning to do. She might as well rebuild the place bigger. She started to pick the nails out of the looser walls and then pushed it with all her streanth. There wasn't much keeping the shop together as it is,so she was going to make it a better place. She continued to push down walls and was careful about the roof.

Ty used a chain and pulley to lift the motor out of the car, checking it over with a stern and serious glare. "Someone get me a wrench, preferably size eleven/sixteen." He held out his hand, waiting for the wrench. One of the workers tossed the wrench to him, hitting him in the back of the head. "Ow.. You lazy moron! Hand it to me next time!" He snapped, picking up the wrench and using it to tighten several bolts on the motor.

Sanchella finished the demolition part of her task,but now she had to get more supplies and find a way to get it back there. She shook her head and sat on a pile of metal. She had to get started working befor dark or she would have to sleep in her spare shed again. she didn't really have a real home so she would sleep in her workshop. She stood back up and started to build a large fire. her place was slightly unseen by the rode but it still worked out for her.

Ty tossed the wrench aside and lowered the motor back into the car. "Alright, lets see if this works now." He hopped into the drivers seat and stuck the keys into the ignition. "Come on, work!" He turned the key and the car roared to life. "Hell yeah!" He laughed and got out for a moment to kick the blocks from behind the tires. "I'm gonna take it for a ride, watch the shop for me guys!" He hopped back into the car and pressed the gas pedal, speeding out of the garage and leaving a thick cloud of dust and dirt behind him.

Ella (Sanchella) started melting all the metal down and was starting from scratch.Wall by wall,each hardworking second,she kept working. She slightly had burned her wrist but she didn't react much,she just let it be. Ella moved old scraps that she couldn't use out of the way as she worked.

Ty sped down the street and made a sharp turn, the car sliding smoothly into it. "Guess I should go ahead and deliver this beauty back to its owner." He turned down another street, driving a little slower to avoid getting a ticket. He stepped on the brakes and pulled into a cracked old driveway, he then turned the car off and got out. "Hey, old man!" He shouted into the garage of a rather old looking house. "I've finished the car and it runs like a dream." He gently kicked an old reclining chair that was facing away from him.

A gruff groan sounded from in the chair as a man probably in his late fifties stood up. "Oh, Tybalt! What a pleasant surprise, its finished? But its only been four days since you picked it up from here!" He said in amazement, moving over to the car and looking it over. "How in the world did you fix it so quickly?" He asked after sliding into the drivers seat, running his hand over the steering wheel.

Ty grinned and shrugged. "Sorry, thats a secret. Let me know if it ever starts acting funny, I'll fix it so fast you won't even have time to thank me!" He laughed and waved, walking away to head back to the shop.

Ella sighed from getting exushted but keeps on working. She loved to work,even though she was sometimes lazy. She had to take her gloves off after a while because it was getting too hot. When she did,she had burned her hand. Instead of shaking it off,she squealed trying to hold in the scream. Her hand started bleeding as she tried to find her first aid kit,but had no luck. She stepped over a pile of wood and sat under a tree,holding her hand over her wound.

Ty stretched his arms as he walked, whistling to himself. Finishing a job always put him in a great mood, so much so he was rather addicted to his work. He heard the squeal and looked around, realizing he was back where he had helped that girl again. "Huh, how the heck..?" He walked over to the remains of the warehouse, noticing it had been rebuilt a bit. "Woah, shes really been busy since I left." He whistled at the work and then started looking around for the girl, spotting her sitting under a tree. "Hey, nice job with the repairs." He grinned for a moment before noticing she was injured. "Oh crap, are you okay?" He gently took hold of her hand, looking over the wound. "You should really be more careful." He frowned.