~Log #1, July 4th, 2010~

Greetings to whom may lay their eyes on this. I am writing this 'diary' for future use. If I am to be terminated, this history of recordings shall fall into reliable, trustworthy hands.

~Log #2, July 5th, 2010~

I remember the day that I was created. Created by CADMUS. I was made from only the DNA of a woman known as Nora Fries. Further data analysis implies that CADMUS had been given this DNA by a renowned scientist turned villain. Databanks show that this scientist was none other than Victor Fries. His current title is Mr. Freeze.

I do not know what had drove him to give something of such sentimental value up. Maybe it was in hopes that they might've been able to create a perfected clone, one that had the organs necessary for Nora to survive. Further data is needed to make a proper conclusion. Whatever the reason may be, it was a deadly mistake on his part.

CADMUS stole his DNA, and combined it with Nora's. They had plans other than just creating me from a mortal woman who's on the verge of death. They wanted a reliable soldier...and a living computer. A computer capable of gathering large quantities of data in less than a mere second. then safely storing it where no hacker could ever reach. Firewalls and Viruses are no hassle nor a nuisance to me. That's because technology loves me. They willingly let me in and allow me to take what I need and go. They even erase any trace of my existence. They protect me , as long as I provide them my constant companionship. I talk to them, and they teach me so much more than that awful force-feeding could ever do. I believe the term for what I am is called a "Technopath". Only more advanced.

But all of that changed yesterday, on an once-a-year holiday which the ignorant human race know as "Fourth of July".

I was 'sleeping' inside my capsule-like tank, reading secret documents of the American government as usual.

My common and boring schedule.

But that was disrupted by a young group of children who had come in and destroyed my 'home' around my capsule. Many of the creatures of CADMUS protected me as the building crumbled.

I was in such pain. So many thoughts buzzed numbly through my mind. I felt disgustingly human.

Why?

Why would they go and destroy everything that I viewed precious to me?

What happened to my brothers and sisters?

What happened to father?

Is he still alive? or did they destroy him?

While I had been trying to come up with answers to these questions of mine, I had come to realize something only a few hours ago, after the incident fully made an impact on me.

I am the sole survivor of project E.D.E.N.

There was once 13 different projects who were named after the story of Adam & Eve. But they are no longer with me, when the attack on CADMUS began.

I've become the last one. After all, I was the final project, number 13.

But now I am number 1.

I have been left all alone.

This was the first part to my Young Justice/Ultimate Spiderman fanfic.

Eve looks just like Nora Fries, except with white hair, white skin, and blue lips.

The whites of her eyes are black, while the pupils are red. She's kinda like how Dora Smithy's eyes came out after that last part in 'Gotham Girls'.

The story behind writing this was when I was in a slump, and I had Nora Fries on the brain.

Robin: *snorts* You were reading comics the entire time you liar!

Me: *covers Robin's mouth* SHOVE IT BIRD BRAIN!

*turns to the readers*

REVIEW PLEASE! I may ask for a beta-reader/co-writer later.