Well, hello there, how do you do?
I'm not Mark Twain or something so don't except too much from me. This story will undoubtedly end in a way you will hate me for so, just warning you.
A brief overview, there are two characters; only two characters. The story revolves around them.
Anyway...
Prologue
2056 AD, a large mansion on the outskirts of a large city
A door creaked slowly open and a figure dressed in all white stepped through it. The figure flipped a switch on the wall flooding the room in light. They stood in a large laboratory of which the centerpiece was a tall tank filled with a dark liquid. Pushing back their hood as they approached the chamber, the light revealed a young woman with strikingly cold electric blue eyes and silverish hair. She placed a hand on the tank staring intently into the liquid, in which there was a dark mass that twitched as the light filtered in. She muttered to herself before turning and leaving, hitting the light switch as she left.
YOU ARE READING
You Better Love Me...
Science Fiction"You better love me 'cause your just a clone." I suck at writing ~blurbs~ so read to find out.y(￣ー￣)y
