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(qwertuno and SilentReadersMatter)
(Hope you enjoy.)
Without a soul, Kit sleeps somewhere cold.
Kit's body isn't hers to control. She no longer had the driving seat in her mind to operate the main frame of the robotic self.
However, what he created did.
The monster inside targeted Kit mentally and physically. The two entities aren't supposed to interact, much less even acknowledge their existence within the same mind and body.
Watching everyone action as if walking through a dream. Whatever the creation decided to do Kit unwillingly followed.
I am you. You are me. We are family.
Those nine words drove Kit insane. Every freaking day it repeated them over and over. Drilling them so deep she couldn't not block them out.
I am you. You are me. We are family.
The creation is sadistic and cruel. It's sentience choosing to force Kit into watching their one actions and seeing there isn't a thing she can do.
I am you. You are me. We are family.
'I am you...You are...Me.'
We are family~
The possessor planted the words inside Kit's mind so often she now repeated them back sometimes just to get it to leave her alone. It worked most of the time.
I am you. You are me. We are family.
Sometimes, it didn't.
I am you. You are me.
'...We are family.'
A sadistic chuckled sounded. Kit gave into the temptation of those words and laughed along with the never ending torrent voicing.
She truly lost her mind. The darkness swallowed the little hot whole, her last viewing was of another Kit standing there with red optic consumed. Fiery red and hell fire looking.
Glowing and never ending.
I am you. You are me. WE ARE FAMILY.
***
"And we aren't family."
Kit flinched those words as she awoke. Blinking drearily, her vision came into focus as she yawned and stretched her tiny muscles.
"What happened?"
Looking around, she saw Rivet tinkering with some kind of device, though it seemed more of a hobby than of actual importance.
"I tore you apart." Rivet replied casually, walking past and tossing the device in a bin. "And then put you back together for some ungodly reason."
"What happened with your eyes?"
The Lombax shrugged. Humming a familiar tune, she disturbingly took of the limb replacing her arm and placed it on shook.
"I'm one armed." She attempted to joke. "And and I'm limbless now."
It actually got a laugh out of Kit. The Lombax surely hadn't changed apart from wanting to beat the ever loving crap out of the bot. Humour and personality wise?
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