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The brain pods were busily working on Evil Emperor Zurg's next greatest plan when the door to the lab suddenly burst open. Startled, all four looked up, expecting to see their boss come storming in on one of his temper fits. But it wasn't Zurg at all, that didn't make any difference, it was just as bad.
The moment the brain pods rested their eyes on Shadowstar as she stalked into their lab they freaked out, hiding behind tables and peeking over the tops. "Umm hello," one of them said, not leaving the safety of the table. "What are you? What do you want?"
Shadowstar stood in the middle of the room with her hands rested on her hips. "Who I am isn't important," she told them. She looked from one brain pod to another. "I'm here to get information and you're going to give it to me."
"Uh.. what kind of information do you desire, miss?" one of the brain pods, which spoke with a British accent, questioned.
"Oh nothing too important," she said, crossing the room until she reached the ta
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Shadowstar's optics widened when she felt his fangs beginning to puncture the armor on her arm. She gasped and quickly jerked her arm away before he drew anything. She did not want him draining her because she knew if he did she would become his slave. She did not like him so why would she want to work for him?
When she reacted he reacted.
Nos-4-A2 twisted around, easily breaking free from her grip. He slammed her in the face with a closed fist, breaking one of her blood red optics. Glass went flying in all directions.
The fembot screamed in agony and stepped away, her hands covering her face. While she was distracted, he hit her again, knocking her off her feet.
"Sparks," she groaned, getting up, her hand still covering her optic. She focused on his image. He was hovering over her, his cape tattered and his own damage bleeding from the blows he'd sustained from her. He'd activated his wings and they flapped slowly up and down, keeping him in the air. "Ready for round two?" he a
Am I Your Fiction?I stare at you on the screenAm I Your Fiction? in Open More Like This
I see you move and I see you speak
You turn to the camera and smile at me
But it's not me you see
I do not exist to you
Like you don't really exist to me
You are only fiction
But to you would I be the same?
I cannot enter your world though I wish I could
You only exist in the mind, nowhere else
I can think about you over and over
Reach for you with my imagination
We are parted
We can never be together
If another had no created you
You would not exist at all
But I wonder
Could you have
Actually given the idea to the one who made you
So that you would exist to this one side?
Who is the fiction here
Am I the product of your mind
or are you the product of mine?
Am I your creation?
What is real and what is fake?
Do you own me?
Or do I own you?