(this section contains graphic imagery, it is meant as a satirical attack on the common science fiction "blonde bimbo" female stereotype and hopes to bring the serious implications of the trope to light)
Pierce stood in his new Star-destroyers medical bay. Around him white walls spotted with benches and cupboards surrounded a table on which lay the stunning female, now covered in only medical bandages, in which no knives or devices could be hidden. Pierce had not been present for the changing of clothes, droids were efficient and besides, even now with the turmoil of this galaxy, Sylvie stayed in his mind always. He smiled, she would have laughed at him saying "Haha i'm sure you didn't peek, not one bit". His Smile didn't last.
Angel had now fully integrated into the local systems, and thus could project a holographic avatar of herself into any space in the ship. Now it stood next to the captain, tall, slim, and crested with straight black hair. Angel's avatar radiated power, a radiation helped by the visuals of sharp cheekbones, a straight nose, and pursed lips. Perhaps she deserved that radiance, after all, the star destroyer was at her command aswell as Pierce's, a thought tinted with leaden consiquences. The avatar turned, one blue glowing finger extended to the softly lit x-ray screen displayed above the body. More then just x-rays appeared as the finger touched the surface, and as ripples on a pond can reveal vast depths, the screen shifted revealing a visual analysis of major organs, arteries, and anomolies. "she is human" echoed the voice of Angel, "However she has been extensively modified" There was next to no bruising on the strangers stomach.
"How much damage did I do?"
"Directly after the skirmish, she was suffering from bruised organs, internal bleeding, and a fractured lower spinal cord"
"Was?" There certainly didn't look like there was any damage, either on her smooth flesh, or the screen above.
"There are no signs of any serious damage at the current time, However she still is suffering from previous...bodily alterations"
Pierce remained silent, Angel had perfected speech patterns, he could feel the unspoken words soon to come, from a display of photons and electrons being excited by wavelengths of energy. Of course, she did continue.
"The scans we ran show that she is surely human, however her bodily composition has been modified to heal her stomach by expending energy from her natural cellular regeneration. This has been, I will say 'Used' For a very evil purpose, Hote her cellular age is roughly twenty seven, however her Hip structure suggests she would be 19 traditional years old at most."
At this point, Angel's new gift for human behaviour was now upsetting, her lips were curling downwards at their edges, and perhaps the space below her eyes trailed a lighter streak then before. "She, has aswell, a metal, an alloy....a ring creat..." Angel, appeared to flicker for a moment, before the lip curl disappeared. "Her vaginal tract has been sealed with a titanium and chromium alloy, However the seal is not permanant. It is controlled by an electronic circuitboard made into the inner layers of the alloy". Pierce, whose eyes had began to wonder over the body, now they saw the feint lines, the scars as each one stretched across her stomach, they marked another score against the new world in his mind, a dark stain on his soul. Each line a new life being cut free. He felt the words bubble from his lips.
"She wa..She was made to breed superior children, to someone who paid the..the owner."
