Younger/Past Boris Prospective
While venting out my anger
After not finding the iteem that I seek
To secure my species survival.
Crushing the box, it was suppose to be in.
As they entered
I got a good look at them
One of them
Looking likeme,
The other was a woman, I don't remember
Seeing in my life.
With honey colored eyes and hair
I address the doubleganger in front of me,
While this mysterious woman,
Took her place
Leaning her back
Against one of the walls
Of my hangout.
"Who are you?"
"Look at you, ever mistake I ever made, just waiting to happen!"
That didn't really answer my question,
I noticed something's different with this doubleganger.
He's missing a limb
"What happened to my arm?"
"You lose it, shot off by a human!"
"No human can defeat me!"
"You spend the next forty years in prison, chained up like an animal!"
"There is no prison that can hold me!"
"They built one specially for us, on the moon!"
"The humans haven't been to the moon, so they cannot have built it there already!"
"Stop arguing! You can avoid all of that, if you just listen to me!"
"YOU were defeated! YOU let it get shot off! That wasn't me, that was YOU"