Skull

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Mix's new teacher was right. At the same time, EM was up to something once again.

Milim: Why can't we hide out somewhere nice ever? Like a hotel, or a house?

Currently they were in an abandoned parking garage. A place they'd been hiding in since the battle on Friday.

EM: Because we need to stay away from the public eye. No one can ever see us.

Milim: Sooo.. maybe a bad hotel at least?

EM: No.

Milim: Awww..

She pouted and plopped down onto a mattress she had stolen and brought here in an attempt to make it comfortable. It didn't do much, but it made sleeping better at least.

Milim: What are you even working on, anyway?

EM had spent most of these three days sitting, deep in thought and gathering energy into a black orb in front of him.

EM: Creating something. Something that can lead our remaining forces.

Milim: You mean the rest of your Terrors? What ever happened to them anyway?

EM: They all retreated back to the sewers, as I commanded them to. We need someone to lead them and organize them. A general of sorts.

Milim: Why can't I do it!

EM: Do you have a tactical mind for commanding troops?

Milim: I- ... no..

EM: Exactly. And I'm not so great at it myself, as I lost seventy percent of the Terrors in one attack on the city. What I'm creating won't make the same mistake.

He finally stood, and raised the orb into the air. It pulsated, as if unstable.

EM: It is ready.

Milim stood and came over to EM.

Milim: What is it exactly..?

EM: Just watch. It'll take a more human form when it awakens. Any second now.

They both backed away as the orb started to have tendrils extend out of it. They expanded and warped, slowly taking the form of limbs. It continued to change, slowly looking more and more like a person. First it gained a human shape, then it gained the color of skin. Next was an outfit, which looked like it was made of bones.. It then gained a face, and long blonde hair. When it was finished, it collapsed to the ground, asleep. Milim was speechless.

Milim: Um...... EM.......

EM: Yes, Milim?

She turned and looked at him, seemingly pissed off.

She turned and looked at him, seemingly pissed off

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Milim: WHY DOES IT LOOK LIKE THAT?!

EM: Like what?!

Milim: IT LOOKS LIKE A HOT GIRL?! YOU CAN'T JUST MAKE SOMETHING LIKE THAT IN FRONT OF YOUR WIFE!!!

EM: H-Hey! It chose its own form! I had nothing to do with it!

Milim: YOU CREATED IT!

EM: That doesn't mean I-

???: Would you please stop being so loud.

The girl was now awake, probably due to Milim's shouting, and was getting up off the ground. EM could see why Milim was upset. It did choose a feminine appearance, after all.

 It did choose a feminine appearance, after all

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EM: Ah, you're awake. Good.

Girl: Yes. Tell me master, who is this.. underdressed child.

Milim: EXCUSE ME?!

EM: She is my wife. You will treat her as if she too is your master.

The girl looked down at Milim, as if strongly objecting to the idea. However she went along with it.

Girl: Very well. Tell me master, what shall you name me?

EM: Hmmmm.. Good question.

He looked her over, (respectively), and decided on a very predictable name.

EM: I shall name you Skull.

Skull: Skull... Very well. I am yours to command, master.

She got on one knee and bowed before him, making him grin.

EM: Rise, Skull.

She does so as EM holds out his hand and creates something. A bow and arrow made of bones, much like her outfit.

EM: This shall be your weapon. You'll find it has a few surprises inside it.

She took it and pulled back the string, testing it.

Skull: It'll do. Thank you.

EM: Now, get some rest. Tomorrow we're going to see how you do commanding our troops. We'll also get to see how you do against those damn Guardians.

Skull: Very well, my master.

She nodded, then found a corner to sit in, soon drifting off to sleep.

Milim: I don't like her.

EM: I can see that, dear. Just treat her like a minion, okay? She's nothing more than that.

Milim: *sigh* Okay... Can we cuddle now? I stole this mattress but you haven't moved from that spot on the floor since we got here. Sleeping has been lonely..

She pouted a little bit, and EM couldn't even imagine saying no to her.

EM: Of course, my love.

Milim smiled and jumped for joy.

Milim: YAY! Thanks bb!

She hugged him, then pulled him down onto the mattress to spend a happy night with him, before attacking the city again tomorrow.

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