He had been planning it for months, now.

Working in his lab in Ortion Cavern he had all of the equipment to be able to accomplish this goal and all of the loneliness that he was accustomed to, sadly.

At the very least, this plan would get quite a rise out of Jade. If Dist felt the need to tell him about it, of course. All that Dist wanted was attention from that idiot, anyway.

Thankfully, Dist already had Jade's replica data. How and why weren't relevant as long as he had it. If he hadn't… Jade certainly wouldn't have given it to him freely.

A replica of the so-called "Father of Fomicry." A crazy idea that was just crazy enough for Dist to consider. He just had to decide whether to have the replica come out with information already stored in its mind or to have it completely blank and helpless. Honestly, seeing a helpless Jade, even if it wasn't him, was something worth all of the work he would put into this. If he put all of the information in, it would be just like Jade. Just like him...

Yes, a blank slate. Maybe then he would be as Jade would have been if he hadn't killed Gelda Nebilim. Full of emotions and still incredibly bright. Dist couldn't help but want that. Perhaps the replica may even like him and pay attention to him! Not that it could ever replace Jade, but... someone to talk to at last.

The replica needed a name. Some sort of gemstone or a rock, preferably, just like Jade. Well, he would think on it later. For now he just had to set everything into place and wait until the replica was finished. Sometime tomorrow morning, most likely. Whistling off-tune, Dist finished the preparations and wandered off to bed. Not that he would be able to sleep much, of course. The anticipation of it all was maddening.

Oddly, he only laid awake in bed for two hours before falling asleep. His dreams, of course, were of his beloved Jade. Even in Dist's dreams, Jade was elusive. He wouldn't even wait for poor Saphir…

The night flew by quickly, and it was morning. Dist eagerly hopped out of bed and decided not to use his chair but to walk to his lab on his own two feet. He could see it. The replica was laying on a table in the middle of the room--one of his robots must have placed him there. Dist walked over to the table and stared down at his creation. Just like Jade, but with shorter hair--his eyes won't be as red, also--and a white cloth over his crotch. At least his fon machines knew about human decency.

Dist reached out and cupped the replica's cheek. What to name him…

A thought struck him.

"Obsidian," he said softly. Yes, a fine name.

Dist stared at Obsidian until he opened his eyes. The scientist smiled at him. Obsidian just blinked, staring back with an utterly blank look on his face and his brownish-red eyes.

His months of planning and hard work had paid off.

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I know this chapter is short, but it's just the introduction to start things up, so...yes. I don't know how long this will end up being, but at least a couple more chapters.