I was getting a lot better at controlling my aura. Even though the water in my cell had risen to mid calf, I was entertaining myself by trying to make my aura into shapes. I had succeeded in making a heart, but nothing more complicated than that. My ultimate goal was to form it into a key, so I could get out of my cell.

Suddenly, a sixth sense within me went wild. It was the same sixth sense that had warned me about the presence of FreezeMan and TorchMan in the desert. Withdrawing the aura, I did so not a moment too soon.

A screen appeared, with ShadowMan at the other end. "Hello my little Starry."

I grimaced. "I've told you, don't call me that! Now what do you want you sick demented freak of nature?"

Turning to the side a little bit, ShadowMan seemed to be inspecting his fingernails. "Oh, I thought you might want to know of my newest plan. Since your dear boyfriend ProtoMan has a Net Op, I figure we should let him know of his Navi's deletion."

My heart seared with pain like ShadowMan had just poured salt into it while performing open-heart surgery without anesthetic. Biting my tongue, I told myself firmly not to cry. "How can I? I'm a little imprisoned at the moment, and I know you're not keen on letting me go. Plus, you going yourself is like dancing the cancan in front of the Net Police."

Wagging a finger, ShadowMan smirked. "Actually, you will be the bearer of bad news."

I gave a snort of disbelief. "Yeah, when I grow wings and fly!"

"Start flying then." Stepping aside, ShadowMan revealed what looked like…. well, me. "I'd like you to meet CopyStar.EXE. She will be your, shall I say, replacement."

Rising, I was enraged at this. "How dare you!" I almost shrieked. "How dare you try to pass of this…this… this IMPOSTER as me? Sam will never go for it."

Still smirking, ShadowMan sat back. "Actually, she might. You are bound to be out of it with the death of your boyfriend…
"HE IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND!"

"So it's only natural she think this is how you'd react." His hand moved off screen. "Now, I'll be putting my plan in motion, so be good."

"I hope God smites you and your sick creation into no more than junk data that's eaten by the Mettaurs!" I spat angrily.

Pausing, ShadowMan gave me a look of mild bemusement. "Do you know who God is Starry? When you close your eyes and wish really, really hard for something, he's the guy that doesn't let you have it."

And then he was gone. Turning, I decided it was time for me to take things into my own hands.

Pulling my hand back so it was just above my shoulder, it began to glow with a golden light.