Prologue
A dark, abyss-like room, with a single white light hovering and floating over the whole area, filled with different types of body parts, matching a thin, tall, middle aged, male human body. A pair of bright colored eyes that did not match up to any human ones were looking around at a rapid pace, focusing on only three things. A small purple eye, a medium neon green eye, and a large red crimson eye. All of which were looking at the small set of teal, green, and yellow eyes staring back at them.
The small purple eye begins to speak in a high pitched, feminine sounding robotic tune. It speaks in a language that no one except this kind knows. It speaks, only questioning about a current plan they have, and if this is a good approach. The medium green eye replies, this one being the same, except more in a masculine manner. It replies by stating this is the only option they have, and if this does not work, they will have to do the work themselves. The conversation goes back n' forth for minutes, the purple worrying, and the green reassuring. It goes on and on, until the large red crimson one, of all different lights and shades starts to speak along. It's the eerie, low, empowering voice, that shows a clear sign of dominance in the collage.
It reassures the both of them that this creation will work, how this is their best option yet, this will be what they use for their work, and what they will use to help and aid them in their ultimate goal. First, it retells its tale, a tale of a large species, inbreeded for so many generations that it can now only go so far. Then, it retells the plan, what will happen, what they will do, and what this creation right in front of them has to do with it. Purple, Green, and small multicolored pair simply watch as their chief in command gives a clear explanation. So vivid, it replays over and over and over and over, until it's telling is over.
The purple one, always so curious and wondering, speaks with a question. It asks what exactly this creation has to offer.
'No emotion,' Red replies. 'None whatsoever.' The Purple, Green, and Multi stare. 'Sadness, guilt, despair, happiness, anger, pain, crisis-none of the sort, not even close.'
'Why, it's so similar to us,' the Purple one says. 'And you are certain you did not make a sacrifice?'
'If I did, would I lie and say I haven't?' The Red replies.
'How remarkable we've come,' the Green states. 'So far enough to reach all we can. Creating something in our likeliness, put it in a vessel, leave it out to dry, then send it off. All why it thinks on its own. Truly outstanding.'
As the Multicolored pair continue to stare, it begins to be lifted up, hovering over what appeared to be the head of a human. Slowly being dragged down, the Red spoke again.
'Lanky, thin, flimsy, limply,' it begins. 'Body of a human male, 46 years of age in comparison. A skinny, skeletal structure. Up to 6 feet and 3 inches in height. Weight of Weight of 54 kilograms, 120 pounds. Hair of an extremely darkly colored magenta tint. Hairless in all parts, excluding eyebrow and head hair. No genitals, no bottom orifice, no bosoms. Other organs used in the human body that are deemed worthless were not added. All organs are manufactured in ways of only technology. Any substance that this body attempts to take will be evaporated once it reaches the decoy stomach acid.'
The pair begins to be injected into the eye sockets, turning around until it faces into the correct position. The head then gets picked up and hovered to a headless body. The Purple one begins to speak up.
'It is built to feel nothing,' it begins. 'It will not know how to mourn the dead, it will not know how to cry, it will not know how to smile. It will breathe and think all on its own, but it mostly will do what we ask. It can do nothing more. It will walk and talk, but it mostly will speak of what we approve it to say.'
The head is placed and screwed onto the torso of the body. As this happens, other limbs and body parts are being added, including arms and legs. The Green one speaks again.
'There will not be an identity to its being.' It begins. 'It will have short hair of the dark color, with hints of gray. Its eyes will be of a three vibrant color wave. Green, teal, yellow. Its outfit will consist of a dark gray blue suit, a dark black tie, black shoes, and a brief case, with the logo of the company. It will not be named, it will not be known to many, it will not talk to many. Only a selected few. If it feels like there is something of importance, it will come to us.'
As the last of the body parts were put in, it was time for the outfit to be fitted. As the undergarments are being put on, the Red one speaks.
'A name must be given to keep track,' it says. 'What shall it be?'
The Purple one speaks. 'Hoping not to be incorrect, it has the look of a human working for the higher ups, if not mistaken, their Government, and it has the appearance of a man...'
The Green one speaks. 'A... Government Man. Not too bad, not too suspicious I suppose. '
'The Government Man…' The Red one shifts its large iris. As this happens, all limbs of the floating vessel are added and put into place, creating an almost splitting image of a male human. All that need to be added was the uniform and accessories. As the undergarments were being applied, the Purple speaks. 'So it's settled, we have our own little pawn to control over. How exciting. This will work for sure, I can sense it.'
'It will be a very interesting observation. I can only hope nothing will get in its way.' The Green one speaks, a briefcase hovering passed it, getting closer to the human look-a-like. Finally, the pieces come together, the accessories and body parts fall into exact and correct place. So identical to a human, so life like that it was unbelievable what they had just created. The Red One in an impact of shook made its way to the creation.
'Speaks,' it commands. 'What is your purpose?'
It turns its head left to right, up and down, then looks directly into the Red One. "To serve." It replies, the voice croaky, raspy, seemingly grindy. The three eyes back away in surprise. 'Remarkable…' The Purple One speaks. 'It can speak just like them. This is beyond exciting!' 'Yes, it is…' The Green One says in a shock state. The Green turns to the Red, 'When must we send it forward?' '24 hours from now.' The Red replies. 'Until then, keep it here, fill it with enough information as you can about the mission. It will be perfect once the time comes.' The Red one phases away into a form of dust, leaving only a dark gray mist. The Purple and Green eyes proceed to initiate the process of transferring. Helping to turn this shell, into a living, breathing, thinking creature.
