Here's a new fic I'll be working on. Prologue The sound of whirring is what first met my ears when they activated me. Data started flooding my mind as information made its way through my processors, allowing me to understand everything that had gone on before my birth. The added feeling of a rush was due to the source of energy they had used to fuel me, something that was much different from their energy sources in the sense that it was pure energy, akin to a soul. Automatically I stood from my sitting place, and the Chosen of the Great Father stepped away from me as if they were not sure what I would do. Was I not one of their kind, a machine with a humanoid structure that was sprouted from the body of the Great father himself? It was then I realized that although I was connected to their network, I was still a separate entity in the fact that I had not been previously programmed with emotions or how to react to a situation. The energy core within me made me a much different being than them, even if our physical appearances were at the time identical. It was the soul inside of me that they were afraid of, because without programming I would be relying on what it would tell me for my emotions and reactions. Even though I was still built with logic and acute calculations, I was in a sense more human than the others were because I could have a choice in how I felt regarding something instead of having a algorithm to tell me what I must feel. Logically, if I were more human, then I would have to look more human than they did. I promptly changed my appearance to look that of a human male scientist with chin-length black hair. However I had the most irrational thought at the time that by looking into my eyes they would be able to see into my soul. I decided to create a visor device on my face that would not only hide my eyes but would also allow me to assess emotions over time, be they my own or someone else's. It would also project said emotions to either party if they didn't understand how the other was feeling. I was given a pendant by one of the Chosen, which I recognized as a symbol of citizenship from these lands. I would have asked why the Queen had not presented it herself, if I did not already know she was horribly wounded in a war that had ended not too long ago thanks to my associates. They had destroyed the planet filled with darkness, the excess energy was used to create my soul, and the Great Father had given them my body to allow them to combine the two together. I understood that they wanted to better know how real emotions worked, and who better to test such things on then one of their own? I made my way to the laboratory room where they were keeping the Queen, and there I felt for the first time two emotions at once: sadness and admiration. Sadness for the fact that she was broken and bleeding, a missing arm and leg that would not regenerate on their own because of the darkness that had severed them. Admiration, perhaps, for the fact that she still held on despite it all and greeted me with a weak smile, and that she was to be my Queen after all of this was over. I saw in her eyes that she knew exactly what had happened for all of this to come about, for me to exist and what I was, and because of that I turned to make new limbs for her straight away. In that moment I felt curiously vulnerable, as if her eyes could see into my very person. I took some scans of her energy core and made the limbs compatible with her system before I attached them. They fit perfectly and even transformed with her when she used her natural ability to shape-shift. She was so appreciative that she decided to give me a name, and thus I was known as Edward.