What would you do if you were to realize that you have another person inside of you? What if the person was supposed to be a dead person? Well, anyone will definitely be scared out of their wit.
Emera knew that the person inside her was just an avatar...okay! a clone should be a better word to describe her, but what the hell! Fifty percent of infinity is still infinity.
A golden avatar sat beside Emera while looking at Emera as if she were a rare breed...it made Emera feel uncomfortable
"How much of the original's power do you still have? " Emera asked. If Orton clone still maintain as much as even twenty percent of the original's power, then...
"Do not worry. I would not want to harm a rare specimen. I still want to see how far you would grow but are you sure that you want to ask that? You only have three chances of questioning to ask though" The clone asked with a mocking glint in her eye.
"what the...i thought we would be having a conversation, a lengthy one at that" Emera wanted to yell out with all her might at the provocative b*tch but she couldn't, she did not have that much strength do that. She could feel her inside breaking and rebuilding it self, 'this is painful' she moaned in pain but slightly for anyone to notice
"yeah, I agree. I hope you survive through this though, if not, I will have to take over this body of yours " The avatar said poking her finger at Emera's belly button
Emera was speechless, 'how could a person be this shameless' Emera was having an headache talking with this avatar.
"be careful, I can hear all your thoughts, even your deepest one" The avatar said when she read Emera's thought.
"what? are you supposed to even be able to do that? " Emera asked in shock.
"sigh...i am Orton, the mother and creator of the purebloods and furies, all the power used by them came from me. Even though I currently hold just fifty percent of the original's power and strength, it is still something you can't comprehend" The avatar boasted proudly 'feel awe at my prowess' .
"ha...i am fucked. If you are this powerful, then it certainly means I am in trouble" Emera resigned her fate to the bitch called life.
"I have answered two of your questions though " the avatar said while picking her nails that does not exist, only when she was done did she turn her attention to Emera "your last question".
'she is so fucking shameless '. she wanted to curse out only to realize how fucked she really was "you heard that right? " Emera asked.
"mmhm...i heard it loud and clear. I should extinguish you from existence but I won't...for now" she made Emera realize that she was just a puny existence that could be extinguished like a flame at anytime.
"I understand ma'am" Emera did not dare refute her or think otherwise " Thanks for your grace ma'am". She said politely.
"well...now you know to be respectful " the avatar nodded in approval "here, a little gift" she stretched out her hand.
"what are you doing? " Emera asked in shock.
"Be quiet" the avatar ordered. Just then, blue energy twired around her hand like a snake into Emera "have you ever wondered why the original me place Ether outside of the planet and Astral inside of it? " The avatar asked.
Emera wondered where the question was going, but she still answered "No... "
"Do you want to know? "the avatar asked.
Emera could feel her body healing faster as the blue energy entered into her. " would it be my third question if I answered with the word 'yes'? " Emera traded with caution. The last time Emera asked a question which she really did not consider a question, Orton's avatar said she had used two of her chances to ask questions.
Orton's avatar raised an eyebrow "getting smart aren't we? " she asked "No, it would not be your last question" the avatar assured.
" Then why won't you say it without me saying 'yes' to your question? " Emera asked.
"argh...forget it. " The avatar really did not want to tell Emera any secret again so she tried the art of manipulation on Emera, but it did not work on her.
" what about the space, who will be in charge of it now that you are no longer there? " Emera asked.
"Another will be put in place " she answered Emera with a short reply
" Can I call you another name? " . Emera was tired of calling the same 'avatar' or 'Orton's avatar'
"No...i am Orton's clone, I don't think I need another way to be addressed and besides, I will be in your body almost all the time. Changing my name...well, I will think about it later on". She said before stoping the blue aura from healing Emera further.
" Why did you stop? " Emera asked "I was healing well, if you continued, I would be completely healed".
"Don't be greedy" the avatar stood up from the bed, she wanted to look around the room first and maybe outside when Emera is fully healed "I can heal you instantly just like you wish, but that will definitely cause hidden problems in the future. What I did just now, was to limit the pain you feel while accelerating the breaking and rebuilding process your body is going through" the avatar explained.
"yeah, yeah, sure. The great Orton's avatar could not heal me totally. I wonder if she is any different from the royal family healers" Emera had a mischievous smile on her face. She was taunting the avatar.
"Are you sure you really want to act smart with me?" The avatar asked calmly.
"what? Me, pfft, I wouldn't dare, you are the great clone of the mighty Orton. I would not dare unless I have a death wish" Emera taunted.
"ha...i wanted to heal you a little for your own good, but now. You have pressed the wrong button! " surge of Astral energy started gathering around the clone, it was so great of an energy that it even made Emera scared of healing " prepare to heal in an instant! " the avatar had a devilish expression on her face. One could tell once they see this expression that she was not planning anything good.
"argh...i am sorry okay! I was only joking, joking you hear me! " Emera pleaded in panick.
"No, no, I want to heal you now " The avatar refused.
"damn. How come the guards aren't noticing this? " Emera screamed.
"They can't. I placed a spell around" the avatar answered.
"what are you not good at?! This is unfair, how can you bully someone not even half your age" Emera cursed at no one in particular, she believed the world was jealous of her talent.
"ohh...now I am an old hag" the avatar was surprisingly feeling emotions, it can only mean...
"wait, are you independent of the original? " Emera asked. She was absolutely surprised 'how can a clone be independent of it's owner' it doesn't make sense.
Immediately, the swirling energy stopped as if it was a lie. The scattered room and broken things, returned back to how they originally were as if the whole thing was just a dream.
'damn. This is beyond power' Emera acknowledged that even fifty percent of the original Orton's powers was overkill.
"yes" the avatar answered "I was supposed to have stopped existing but she placed me there to guard. I was in there for thousand of years making me free from her in the process " the avatar explained. She wasn't happy when she recalled her freedom from the original.
"I don't understand. Isn't that something to be happy about? You have your free will, could do what you like without waiting for command, heck, you even have all the power the original has" Emera was confused at the avatar not being happy about the whole thing, who doesn't want to be free.
The avatar smiled at what Emera said "yeah, I think you are right " she seemed to just realise how lucky she was, the other clones would just puff of in smoke if they go too far from the original's main body.
[the prince of planet Orton, Lucian Ray is entering] The guard announced the entry of lucian as the door to Emera's chamber flung open.