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The sound of a heart throbbing in the first throes of life.
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Stronger and stronger, the beating escalates to reach the epitome of life
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Her arms twitched as blood started flowing through them, coursing with life, brain starting its first stirs, experimenting, learning, weaving through testing all the functions, reviewing all the pre-defined data, at speeds faster than light, starting the body.
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The rectus and oblique muscles twitching in preparation for sight as the inhumanly large eyes sprung open. For a time, there was nothing. No sight passed through optic nerves which had never seen before. No sound reverberated through the new, hidden, ears to the brain. None of the nerves registered anything. There was only the beat of the heart.
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Then it cleared. She could see shapes her brain interpreted as humans, dressed in white lab coats. Despite never haven laid eyes on a human before, or, for that matter, the colour white. Yet her brain registered those facts. She stared closer at the imposing man in front of her, staring boringly into her flesh. The badge on his lapel proclaimed his name.
General. Utonium
Head research scientist of Lab Omega
Project Imperium
Around her was a pantheon of bizarre creatures. Massive rock lie beasts, flaming dragons. Some were humanoid, some had unnaturally large eyes like her though none of them seemed to be very strong. Others looked distinctly human. In front of her was a large beaker of a thick glutinous black substance, swirling around with indefinable power. With a glance she knew that this was what she came from. She looked around at the humans, the simple carbon based humans and it struck her how weak they were. Then her thoughts went to contempt, to disgust, to rage. Who were they to think they held dominion over anything. They are nothing! Mere scum on the skin of an encompassable planet, itself rendered insignificant by the universe. Who?
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She swung her arms at the glass, shattering it, sending waves of molten silica jabbing into the shocked scientists face. Her eyes glowed red for a second and lasers blew from the massive orbs, ripping through the humans' weak bodies, rupturing the nuclear generators, melting the steel walls, sending waves of fire raging through the facility. She gripped the man called Utoniums' coat, dragged him up to face her. Then she snarled in his face.
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The Professor sprang up, arching his back on his bed, gasping for air. His wide eyes staring into the interminable darkness.
He had had that dream again. Dreaming again of the past. Why did he keep doing this. She was long dead, along with all reference of his past life apart from the girls. And they had long rectified any of his past sins. Why did he keep on dreaming. The Professor slowly closed his eyes and drifted back to fit-less sleep.