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Bree: *opens her eyes slowly* Today is the day father..

Mephiles: Hmm... I hope your right..

Bree: *closes her eyes and lays her head down on the unseeable floor, waiting*

*still trying to work out who Shadow is* S-So...what you're saying is...I can be programmed by a computer?!

Hmm, seems like it.

*Starts to panic* N-N-No! I don't want to be programmed! I want...t-to be free!

Well, I can't really help you. I just recently got my freedom.

B-But to have one of these...I had to have been manufactured! *Runs up to Bree* Please! You gotta help me! I don't want to be programmed!

Dude, calm down, I'm half a robot. *shows his robotic hand and eye*

H-How did that happen? *looks curious*

*sneers at him* like I know how to help you? Your a computer, not my problem.

---AT EGGMAN'S BASE---

Eggman: *Chuckles* My plan is finally working! Who would have thought it?! Now, I just need him to befriend them then I will unleash my plan!

---ON EARTH---

Kai: Please...I need help!

I repeat hedgehog, personal problem.

*mumbles* It won't be personal when I come face to face with you in a future battle because some sicko decided to program me that way...idiot.

*Glares at him, starting to make him feel completely uncomfortable*

*eyes dart at her and then looks away. A few seconds later I look back at her* What?

*turns away, and starts walking off*

W-Where are you going?!

Whatever. I got the emeralds, now I have to look for Shadow's damn body, wherever that idiot is.

GAH! *punches the floor* WHY DOES SHADOW SEEM SO FAMILIAR?!

...You should see a therapist.
I would go to one too, if their job title didn't spell out 'the rapist'.

*Glares at him* Oh sorry, if I seem a little tense, I have only just found out that I am part machine!

Shut up, so am I. Stop begging for attention, I hate people like that.

You never told me how you ended up like that.

And it really isn't any of your buisness, but I'll tell you anyway. In short: Some evil mad scientist shot me with a roboticizer ray. Some friend of mine shot me with a de-roboticizer ray, I became normal, except for this hand and eye, and now I can go completely robotic at will.

Hmm...and who is this Shadow, you speak of?

Oooohhhhhhh myyyyyyy gooooooodddddddddddddd Shut up. You talk a lot. Why must you know everything?

Because. This Shadow you speak of sounds familiar. And considering I woke up only last week with no recollection of who I even am, or my past; I think I deserve a fair answer as to who he is. Scince he seems familiar.