Disclaimer: I don't own GLTAS.

This fandom needed an angsty Astro Boy AU.

At first, he is pleased with her. She did not realize that he would be so approving of her choice of face, and his being pleased pleases her.

"We mustn't tell the others about this."

"Why not Razer?"

"They... would not understand. And besides, they don't know..."

She understands. It is a difficult subject for him. But she hopes she can make it easier. At night in the dark of the ship, away from the others, he calls her Ilana and handles her roughly, but there is love in his touch, and she can tell that he is pleased when she lets him do so. She finds herself imbued with a good feeling when she pleases him, and so aims to do so.

"Ilana wouldn't do that," he hisses at her, quiet enough so that the others can't hear.

"I apologize Razer. I will try harder to act in character in the future, but now I must do this to save the others and the ship."

She can tell that Razer is displeased, and she knows that he is watching her walk away. She will try harder in the future to be his Ilana, but for now she must disappoint him. It hurts her, but not as much as she had expected it to. She comes to the conclusion that it is because it is necessary, and continues with the mission.

"Razer, I would like to ask your opinion on something."

"Yes, Ilana?" Razer asks after glancing around to make sure none of the others are nearby.

"You wish me to be Ilana-"

"You are Ilana," Razer cuts her off angrily.

"Yes," she responds. "But I wish to be as much Ilana as possible. I was wondering if adopting facial markings would help." Black lines traced across her face on command to mirror Razer's. But his response was not as expected.

His anger flared violently, and he hit her across the face. "Don't you dare! Those were Ilana's!"

She lifted a hand to where he had struck her as the black faded. "I am sorry, I only wanted to please you-"

"Don't you dare, robot! Get out of my sight and don't ever do that again!"

She fled.

As soon as Hal and Kilowog left, she shed her Manhunter skeleton and returned to her proper form. "This is better, correct? I cannot be Ilana if I do not look like her. I have been doing well, correct? I believe that you would not tell me you love me unless I was."

Razer paused, his back to her. "You... I do not love you."

"What is it, Razer? What am I doing wrong? Please tell me, I want to be Ilana for you."

"You cannot be Ilana. You are just a machine, and I can never love you."

She is Queen of the Manhunters.

She is not Ilana.

She is Aya

And she is a robot.

Destined to rule.