A/N: Sorry for not updating as often. If you don't know by now, I'm lazy. Oh, and this chapter is all in the past, just different parts of the past. Let me know of any mistakes or how I went.

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26 years ago….

"W-what do you mean she's dead?" Hilary panicked.

"She's dead! What do you think I mean?!" Her mother snapped. Hilary took a step back, her mother sighed. "… She's dead…" She said again. Her daughter's face was tilted back and her mother buried her face in her daughter's shoulder. She was clutching tight to the breath-less body, she wanted her to come back. She breathed out, and got to her feet, the life-less body in her arms. "We have to go…" She went inside and then came back out – without Hilary's sister.

"We have to tell someone. Someone still has to be here," her mother said.

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They walked to the nearest shop. It was an antique shop, full of old chairs, tables and other collectables. There was an old woman and young man inside.

"Oh, is everything okay, dear?" The old woman said when Hilary's mother stormed into the shop.

"We all have to leave this block now," Hilary's mum said.

"What… why…?" asked the young man.

"There's a Sphere agent going around. Tell everyone and get of here!" Hilary's mum ran outside but was stopped in her trails. She's walked into a young woman, fair red hair, green bulging eyes, and a plain t-shirt and jeans. She's never seen her before. "You must leave at once," Hilary's mum began once again, "there's a Sphere agent going around"- she turned to Hilary –"go tell everyone you see, Hilary."

"I know there's a Sphere agent…" the young woman said and grabbed Hilary's mum by the neck. Hilary began to panic; the woman was trying to kill her mother!

"What are you doing…? S-stop it!" Hilary began kicking and punching the red-headed woman but all the woman did was hit her hard in the stomach and she fell face first to the ground, hitting her jaw too. Hilary began coughing dryly, and the taste of blood was in her mouth.

Stop it…

At just the age of ten, Hilary's life now ended. All because of her, her family was dead.

She watched her mother fall to the ground, blood dripping down her neck from her mouth… so much blood… Hilary threw up to the side. She was then picked up by the red-headed woman; her hand was covered with her mother's blood. She clutched Hilary hard on the shoulder.

"Usually we don't have to kill anyone, but…" She smiled wickedly at Hilary. Hilary couldn't say no more, her mouth hurt badly. All she could was frown at the woman.

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The Sphere Guardian had taken Hilary to her patroller.

"Argh, idiots," said a deep voice. It was the man who had 'raided' Hilary's home. He had a round bruise on his face. When he saw Hilary, he smiled. He grabbed her by her collar and pulled her close to his face. "You were going to lose anyways." He laughed in her face, then he let go of her, spat blood onto the ground and walked into the patroller.

"Don't blame them for your own ignorance," the woman laughed.

"Would you stay out of this, I got knocked out by some crazy women with a fry pan!"

"My case proven," the woman pushed Hilary after the man got in.

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9 years ago…

Hilary began shuffling with Tybald's paper work, right now it was all she could do. She wasn't allowed to be present at the demonstration of the new project her and Tybald worked on. She spun around in circles on Tybald's swivel chair. She sighed, bored.

Hilary jumped when Tybald walked in. No, he stormed in. He was angry.

"What happened?" Hilary asked as she jumped out of the chair when Tybald gestured her to.

"What do you think happened? We still have lots of work to do," he said.

Diwan then walked in. "Commander Oslo isn't happy with the project, Tybald-"

"You think I haven't noticed yet, Diwan?" He stood up. "Leave at once so I can make it better for him." He sat back down.

Diwan raised an eyebrow at him, and then looked at Hilary. She then turned her back and walked away.

Tybald frowned; he and Hilary had worked hard. What more does Oslo want?

"Back to work, Hilary, we have to work much harder now," he sighed. Hilary nodded and walked out leaving Tybald to work out new plans.

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25 years ago…

It's my eleventh birthday… wow… it's been one year and I'm still alive. I've survived so much. The Sphere… are such idiots. I would get in so much trouble if I said that to someone. But, I've matured quickly, and I know better. I just… wish… I wish I didn't have these stupid seijen powers. It's not a gift to have them. Like they say, it's more of a curse. If it weren't for this I'd be with my family. Bastards!

Hilary put her pen down and she closed her book and sighed. She was late for class. She stood out of her seat and fixed her uniform before running out the door. She hated the crowds in the corridor; she was going to be even later.

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Back in her room Hilary began to observe a small model she made. It was made of wood and really simple, it had only taken her two weeks to make it. She had to make sure that no limbs would fall off. When she was ready she closed her curtain. She knew she could get the model to stand up; all she had to do was concentrate. It wasn't allowed to study using seijen powers without sunlight, apparently as 'tradition' went, it was forbidden. Hilary then heard a scratching noise, when she opened her eyes the arm was sliding across her desk. Concentrating even harder, it began to stand up. She started smiling, it was working.

"HILARY?!" A voice interrupted her. In her doorway was one of her teachers standing there, looking at her. The model 'collapsed' down to the desk, as if it lost it's will to stand up. "Late for duty… what have you been up to there?"

Hilary gulped. Oh, shit, I'm in trouble.

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9 years ago…

Hilary began studying the artificial body, what was wrong with it? For now, she couldn't answer that question. Maybe Oslo expected more. Bastard.

"Afraid to say, but this is boring…" Hilary said to Tybald.

"Go take a walk then, you need a break," he didn't seem to care, it was probably him who needed the break but she didn't argue.

Outside the sun was setting, it left a line of pink and orange on the horizon. It was peaceful and calm.

Well, peaceful and calm until an S-22 landed on the block. It seemed to be in a rush because it didn't land as 'gracefully'. Then two Guardians ran towards Tybald's lab. It didn't take long for them to get there. Then they came out again, yelling was heard on the inside and then another three people came out. Two of them were Guardians and the other was a young boy. He was bleeding dangerously.

Hilary wanted to know what was going on so she ran into the lab. When she arrived she could see Tybald clearing up a table and laying it with a cloth.

"What's going on Tybald?" Hilary asked.

"A young boy is dying. He may be the answer to all our problems," Tybald said.

First Hilary didn't understand, and then she found out what he had meant. "You're going use him as our droid, aren't you?"

"If that's you think I'll turn him into, then yes. He's dying anyway; this is the only way we can save him."

"Tybald, this isn't the answer!"

"Are we just going to leave the boy to die then? Is that what you want?"

"I don't want him to die, but I don't want him to be experimented on either."

"I'm going to try and keep him alive, either you help me or stay out of my way."

With that the boy was brought onto the table and put into deep sleep while Tybald operated. Hilary walked out of the room and into Tybald's main study. She picked up the radio which was on the floor under the desk.

"Communications, connect me to Diwan," Hilary said.

After a few seconds of wait…

"What is it?" Diwan responded.

"It was your idea, wasn't it?"

"I see you found out."

"You weren't just going to hide it from me."

"It wasn't my idea-"

"Then who's was it?"

"Oslo's, I just ran along with it."

"And to you, this seems to be the right thing?"

"To me, I don't really care."

"Maybe you do care, and you only say that to make yourself look like a heart-less person."

"Possibly, but I'm saying I don't care."

"You're taking the kid's life! He should have a choice."

"He does have a choice. Either he goes along with the plans we have for him or he chooses to die."

"That isn't a fair choice."

"Nevertheless, it's a choice."

Hilary ended the line. She thought about what Diwan had just said… After Tybald would be finished with the boy, he would be part of the Sphere. You'd be as good as dead.

Hilary walked back into the operation room.

"I see you came to help me," Tybald said as she walked in.

"No, I came to help the boy," she said.

"Good enough…" Tybald said. He paused what he was doing and looked at Hilary… what is she doing?

He then panicked when she stopped in front of the life-support machine. It was the only thing keeping the boy alive. Hilary placed her hand on the plug.

"What are you doing?!" Tybald yelled.

"I'm saving the kid!"

"You're going to kill him!"

"You're better off dead than with the Sphere!" And she pulled the plug out.

Soon enough chaos erupted in the operating room. Hilary than felt a slight pain in her right arm, when she looked at it… she gasped. All the skin on her arm had come off, and then further pain came. She began to panic, but slowly she was losing energy to stand. She then got punched hard square in the stomach. The last thing she saw were people gathering around the boy… then she turned to Tybald… disappointment covered his face. Then she collapsed.