To Obtain A Monster (DISCONTINUED)

Troubled?

//As promised, here you go. I don't know why, but here you go.//

 That next night Danika and Ultron sat on her bed, cuddling whilst watching a disney movie. Nothing kinky, trust that notion. The movie was Lilo and Stitch, and the little blue alien was Danika's favourite character.

"He's so cute! I want him!" She'd whine every time she watched that movie.

"You seem to want everything." Ultron remarked, but chuckled anyway.

"That's because I'm greedy." Danika mumbled as they continued watching the movie. She felt Ultron's grip around her go tighter, but gentle as he rested his chin on her head.

They were both calm, and hadn't made a loud noise ever since Marie-Anne came home early. She was in bed binge-watching all the American Horror Story series, because the sixth season has finally been released and she wanted to catch up. Danika would've joined, but she had Ultron with her.

She'll binge them eventually.

Soo... Danika and Ultron, eh? What should the shipping name be? Ultranika, Dantron, Ultrika? God knows, but that was what grabbed Danika's attention as of currently.

God, she was really childish.

The thought made her chuckle, gaining the attention of a certain metal boyfriend.

"What seems to be amusing?" He smiled in question.

"Oh nothing." Danika smirked as they stared at the television. Ultron, her boyfriend. Doesn't make sense considering that he was a criminal, let alone a robot. But he seemed as human as any other guy she had met.

What was that word? Oh that's it, hybristophilia. But not to the extreme. Danika was in love with a criminal, and a villian. Simple as that. Nothing more, nothing less. But he hadn't been doing anything irrational or world-dominating for a while now. So, would it hurt to love him?

"I have a feeling that you aren't focusing on this movie." Ultron hummed as he shuffled a bit.

"You are correct on that matter." Danika sighed as she looked up to him.

"What is on your mind?" He asked.

"I don't know how to explain it." She simply answered. "I'll need to think about it more." Not really. She just didn't want to destroy this lovely night confessing how she's worried that she'll be targeted by the Avengers, because she, was his significant other.

So she just layed there with him, as the movie rolled on.

-

Later on in the night, Danika slept. Ultron left to scan the location of a base he owned, leaving her to rest in peace in her warm bed.

But what started off as a sleepless slumber, became something more.

"Again." Shocks of pain zapped through her body. She felt agonising pain as she curled in balls and arched her back.

"Lacks the tolerance. Keep going." Another shock corsed her again. And again. And again. Her eyes stung with tears, her vision blurred from time-to-time as she went through this vigorous torture. It seemed to happen only when she tried to gain a glimpse of the faces from the other side of the glass. But nevertheless, her body floated in mid air with cloth draped around her body.

She felt thick cords in her back, pumping some foriegn liquid into her body. She felt weak, the feeling so sudden as she emerged into the dream.

No, it wasn't a dream. It was a nightmare.

A terror that felt so real, so unnatural. And every time that same voice rung in her head, more and more shocks belted her figure.

But eventually the pain numbed entirely.

"Tolerance has been built up. Procedure timing?"

"Two hours, fourty-three minutes and thirty-six seconds."

"Longer than subject LKC-1."

Danika felt her body pushed to the side, a mechanical whirr as doors from her side seemingly opened. Two more people were pushed in, and seamlessly locked into place by their own set of tubing.

Danika faced her reflection, the same face she was used to every day. The dark auburn hair that was shoulder length, pale skin and purple eyes with the blue and silver flecks. But then she faced the two new people who now floated beside her, trapped by tubes and chords as she was.

One looked exactly like her. And the first person that came into mind, was Amelia.

How did Amelia come into her dream? She wanted to call out, but nothing came out. She didn't even feel her mouth open, despite the big urge to call out Amelia's name.

The second, however, had similaritites.

The dark auburn hair. The irises, the exact same structure and colour pallete of blue, purple and silver. Her skin, the same pale skin shade, with the freckles as well.

But other than the first mentionings, nothing else remained the same...

The girl had horns that potruded out of her head and curled forward, almost the same shade as the hair colour. Her eyes were surrounded by grey scleras. And her neck was riddled with scars from dots to lines.

"Begin shock sequence to subject LKO."

The zapping shocks of pain caused the odd one out to close her eyes and squirm in agony. Her screams were ear-splitting, shattering. And what amazed Danika in her dreary state came next.

The person, who she assumed was named LKO, had blue coming onto her skin like veins and lines. When her eyes opened from time-to-time, her eyes now glowed, and her mouth was an abyss of black, the teeth turning from their pearly white to a sicking ink black shade. They sharpened as well, like canine teeth or tusks. Then her skin was finally the pale shade of blue that had once appeared as streaks. And it frightened Danika.

Danika woke up in a frantic state, and had to cover her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. Danika was scared, full on scared. This nightmare was alarming, and contained possibly more signs to prove she was a clone. Nightmares manifested into things that scare us, right? Well this did the trick.

But she couldn't take her mind off of the glowing eyes, that stared into her own as if she was really there...