Frankie stared into the lifeless orbs of the mechanical maiden.  His eyes did not stray from hers even as he lifted his radio to respond to his fire support team.  "This is Frankie.  Hold your fire.  Repeat.  Hold your fire.  I've got some personal business to deal with.  Lock your targeting on the target that isn't heated up like the fires of hell please."  Frankie returned his attention to his spry young descendant, throwing himself across the crater with a single contraction of the muscles of his body.  He landed just a few steps away from the masked machine.<br/><br/>Frankie began to speak, his voice riddled with conflicting emotions.  "I am the machine created by Benjamin Franklin nearly 450 years ago.  My creation would not have been necessary but for the hubris of Newton, who originally discovered the principles of artificial life.  I was born to keep the world from being destroyed in the name of the crown of England, or any other name.  Yet now, it would appear I have an estranged daughter, created with the same intentions, yet doing exactly the opposite of what she was built for."  Frankie opened up the circuts of the Tesla coil, causing a massive bolt of electricity to jump between his hands.    "I hope, for your sake, that you don't rely on any magnetic components for your proper functioning."  Frankie smiled and pressed a red button on the Tesla coil, reversing the flow of the electrical energies stored within and creating a huge surge of electromagnetic energy that radiated from Frankie, destroying any electronic device unfortunate enough to be caught in the blast.  That would save Frankie from any more interruptions from the rest of his team or the DPDS.