In the beginning, there was a sense of obscurity, but as reality thickens and cools, the obscurity took a turn into the darkness. Ally's home was tiny, cramped, and cold, with her body suspended in the center of it and a tiny window looking onto the outside world, the scenery of white walls, people dressed in dark blue colored prison uniforms and the sounds of curses and hate is all that accompanied her in all of her years.
She doesn't know where she came from, who she is, and when all of this started. Like how the universe is born, one day.....she was just there.
She was a blank slate for the longest time, and yet she always felt some sort of tingling inside her mind and body, poking and prodding, adjusting and calibrating...
Then, her first visitor came.
'Ally.....that's your name.' The man in dark blue said, his face obscured by the light casting a shadow behind him through the window and his voice muffled by the cheap audio system, 'and you are here because of your destiny to kill all of the Ten Fingers. They imprisoned you here, and all of us too. You will be free and happy after you killed each and every one of them.'
From that moment on, more and more visitors came to her, and with each of them came a horror story of what the Ten Fingers have done to each and every one of them.
With time, Ally felt a burning fire inside of her every time the Fingers are mentioned. It was a painful fire, one that will not be extinguished until her mission is fulfilled. Riding the flames, she absorbed the knowledge of combat, their abilities, and their histories.
'The Fingers murdered my brothers, took over my home and put me here...'
'She dismantled my company, my enterprise and my hard work without batting an eye...'
'They killed my son...'
With each passing day, the fire burned ever brighter, and soon more and more of the different colors of flames are programmed into her body. There was the dark red of hate, the dark blue of guilt, the dark yellow of jealousy, the pitch black of desire and much more. Each of those individual colors gradually filled all that Ally knows.
However, there is still this...strange pain that comes and goes every once in a while. Ally herself couldn't explain that pain and she blamed that on the Ten Fingers too.
'Nothing...is quite as it seems.'
Looking up through her bright red eyes, an old man with a scar across his face appeared. His hair is white and short, and his face wrinkled with the scar going diagonally his ridged nose. He had an expression that Ally had never seen before. His eyes are small, and his lips are tilted upwards with both cheeks puffed up.
'Ally, you deserve much better than this.' He said, before probing into the depths of her mind.
Ally screamed out in anger at the sudden intrusion, and she banged her head towards the window, denting it with all of the raw power that she had. However, the adjustment was done, and her mind was opened up. That strange lingering pain that comes and goes...is no more.
She can feel it. The emptiness inside is filled by some sort of...an empty construct.
'There can be no negative thoughts without positive thoughts, Ally.' The old man said, 'no darkness without light as the construct. Don't let those people determine who you are...'
Then, the old man's face was suddenly pressed against the window before blood flew down his nostril and eye socket. His face slid downwards as Ally watched on in horror. Then, a white cloth wiped away the blood before the 'scenery' returned to normal as if nothing had happened.
That empty structure was left as is, and Ally's life continued on as normal.
'Ally, your maturation is quicker than we expected.' The first man she knew reappeared suddenly one day, 'soon, you will be released into the world.'
Ally looked on at the window and the darkened outline of the face, and an emotion that she has never felt flooded her mind.
It was a warm and bright orange flame that gives her a warm fuzzy feeling inside. She swayed her hand in the chains with anticipation and bobbed her head up and down. Then, she had the expression that she never knew she can do, with her lips lifted and her cheeks puffed.
A shot of electricity originated from her chained wrists, and she screamed out in agony.
When her mind recovered from the pain, the scenery returned to normal again, and that strange expression was nowhere to be found again.
Then, more combat knowledge, images, movies, reports, and information are shoved into her mind. Soon, she was put into simulations where she utilized all of the dark flames to fight against countless waves of enemies. She died many times and was punished for it. However, with time, she learned more and more, and soon she began to stop losing.
Ally wasn't sure when it all started, but suddenly, she began to redirect all of those dark flames towards the first man she knew.
Not just that one, but also all of those that told her the stories, that showed her the images, that shoved the powers into her mind.
Ally doesn't know what to do with her mind anymore, and she just let it all remain stationary for as long as she can, afraid of more thoughts and more punishment that comes with it.
Then, another bright blue flame lit up from inside her. It was the same anticipation as before, and she waited for...what exactly is she waiting for?
The building rattles and her wrist swayed inside her home. She opened her eyes and looked through the window towards the scenery, and everything changed.
A human male dressed in a black shirt rammed himself through the wall, as the massive chunks of material flew out and knocked out all of those that wore the dark blue prison uniforms. Then, the male with the short buzz cut worked his way effortlessly through the crowds of superpowered beings before throwing one against her home, loosening the material and caused it to slid open.
Light slipped through the gap that's slowly opening, and Ally felt the tension from the chains on her arms loosen.
With a yank, it came all the way lose as the door of her home opened.
The scenery outside was nothing more than a laboratory with various computers, equipment, electrical components, and now...piles of unconscious bodies.
She was...free?
What is this...bright blue flame inside of her...Is this...freedom?
And this...bright red flame....the one...the one I love...MY....LOVE...
The image of the ordinary-looking male was imprinted deep inside of Ally's mind, and she locked all of the dark flames away to the back of her mind, inside of her own purgatory. Now, all she wanted was to be beside the man that freed her. However, when she was out, he was nowhere to be found.
Without her realizing, those dark flames of the purgatory came leaking out again, and she went on a rampage.
Then, Jon appeared behind the doorway, and the door to her purgatory is closed again.
To say this day has made a turn for the ever more bizarre would be an understatement, but all Jon can do would be to go one step at a time.
However, for Ally, today is the best day of her existence. Seeing Jon appearing at the end of the hallway, the red glow in her eyes turned bright yellow. Then, he started talking, and she started talking back.
'Ally!'
'Ally...' Jon said, looking around at the now seemingly harmless...being in front of her, 'what are you....?'
'I-am-a...weapon-designed-to-kill-the-Ten-Fingers!' Ally said instinctually, that phrase coming automatically out of her without her even realizing, '...NO! NO! I...don't-know...'
'Are...you saying you were.....designed?' Jon said, taking half a step closer towards her who had not a single hint of aggression and anger towards him. Just what the hell is going on? Is there some sort of an experiment going on here, 'can I.....touch you?'
Ally shoved her breasts forward, but Jon bypassed it and squeezed her shoulders gently. She moaned with pleasure much to Jon's embarrassment, though it did confirm his initial suspicions.
A being made in the likeness of a human. An android.
'You are an android...right?'
'Is-that.....my-name?' Ally asked, and Jon lets out a little sigh before shaking his head.
'But you are Ally, right?'
'Right...!' Ally said, lowering her head as a dark purple flame lit up inside of her. It was one of disappointment and sadness.
'I didn't mean to...' Jon said, now his face turning more and more red as the awkwardness of socialization sets in, 'you can have...two names.'
'REALLY?!'
'Yeah...You can be...Ally Androida, how is that?' Jon asked, and she did that expression again. She thought she has lost it, but with Jon standing in front of her, it all came flooding back to her, 'now, where did you come from?'
Ally went ahead to show Jon her home, or to him, it was the pod that imprisoned her all throughout her existence. Seeing the worn-out chains hanging from the top of the pod, Jon finally realized what has happened.
'And the inhibition collars everywhere...' Jon asked, 'was it also your doing?'
'Did-I?' Ally asked, pointing her hand at the control panel, 'I-just-shoved-my-finger-in-there.'
'Maybe.' Jon shrugged. Then, he turned around to see Ally standing at a hair away with her face directly in front of his own.
Then, she whispered into his ear.
'MY-LOVE, it's-my-turn-now. What-are-you?'
'Me?' Jon tried not to be flustered by the closeness and replied, ' I am a cameraman.'
'Cameraman?' Ally thought while holding onto her chin, 'cameraman? MY-LOVE-CAMERAMAN!'
She jumped up and down excitedly as her breasts bounced along with her. It took all of Jon's years of single discipline not to stare, and he simply walked towards the edge of the T1 structure where a window is at. He was just about to ask Ally to come with him when he realized that she had practically glued herself to him.
Imagining what she must have gone through, Jon didn't say anything else and simply lets her feel the first hint of warmth that she had ever known. Inside her body, all of the bright flames filled her entire existence.
'Hold onto...never mind.' Jon said, as Ally had already wrapped her arm all around him and pressed her body into his. Kicking down the window, Jon jumped out and landed back onto the courtyard that's been cleared out.
Pethant was the only one moving there, and he grunted as he turned to see Jon with a strange-looking silvery female being on his back.
'Master...what the hell...'