What about a change of perspective? Yeah, I was getting bored so why not a freebie chapter? You're welcome. Enjoy Reading! :)

Chapter Three: Golden

The woman with the golden eyes sat upon her glass office desk at the top of the Ultor skyscraper, another feminine frame in tight grey behind her; hands interlinked behind her back with a streamlined, digital mask that hid her identity. She was a new product of Ultor, a being capable to total destruction with a simple order. With her memory suppressed thanks to a serum made to enhance her physical condition, Zero had no problem following a direct order. It's what she lived for: order. And the woman with the golden eyes made it so. She had nothing to live for, and made her purpose in life to kill for Ultor, survive for Ultor and fight for Ultor.

"Zero, I would like you to do something for me." Zero stepped forward, her steps not making a single sound, and when the woman with the golden eyes looked off her shoulder, she flinched. "Hey! I know you're silent and all, but at least let me know you're behind me."

"Understood," she spoke in a nonchalant tone, void of emotion, although tweaked with a voice modulator that gave her voice a demonic hum.

"That's better... I guess the whole process worked with you... But with Gat..." The woman with the golden eyes shook her head. "Never mind. I shouldn't even be talking to you about that since you won't remember it tomorrow."

"I wasn't made to remember. Only obey."

"Now that's a good Zero. If only Vinie complied like you... But she's the strongest Ultor has ever had, other than that bleached blue runaway. Both the living personifications of brawn, brains and beauty combined...flawlessly. And to think dark childhoods could harden people so effectively. You can mould them into anything, even a killer like yourself. Void of..." A Masako agent walked in, bowing respectfully as he stopped in the middle of the massive room but stepped back in shock as he found Zero in front of him with a modified pistol to his throat. He didn't even have time to say what he wanted to say, or realise how incredibly silent her steps were. "Whoa! The hell are you doing? Stand down, Zero."

"I was given orders to kill this man."

"Why? He just walked through the bloody door. I bet he was just about to ask what pizza I wanted..."

"He's the mole you were looking for."

"Oh?"

"I see the data from his visual and audio feed. He's been giving information to the international establishment, Nexus Inc..." Zero pressed the muzzle deeper into his throat, the Masako making no attempt to move a muscle, for he knew just how dangerous she was.

"That Alpha is taking care of... Okay. You can kill him." Zero let out a small but sweet chuckle as she withdrew the gun from his neck and, with a quick flick of her wrist, punched him square in the throat with power enough to crush his trachea. The agent threw his hands up to his neck and clutched it, his respiration sounding like a low whistle as his throat began to tighten. He didn't notice Zero picking him up until he was too late, her hand around his throat as his screams resonated around the marble room. With a squeeze, his screaming stopped and his head dropped alongside his arms and legs, the sign of death apparent as Zero heard his heartbeat slow. One less arrogant android to worry about.

"Well, aren't you... something else."

"You told me to kill him," Zero dully replied, casually dropping the android's body. "So I killed him."

"Why didn't you just shoot him in the face?"

"He has valuable data stored in his visor. It would be wise to salvage as much as we can before it becomes corrupted by the failsafe."

"You're more interesting than I thought Zero," the woman with the golden eyes said, slowly walking towards her before carefully wrapping her arms around her waist. "I hope we can stay together forever..."

"If that is your wish."

"My wish..." The pressure of the hug was tightened but Zero made no attempt to respond with a similar gesture; emotions were something human.

And Zero was something less.