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Maby.. — Description
4 traveled down the spinal disks that were the path way to the main cavern which just so happend to be the chest.
She had decided to take a look at the ravanged and mangled body of what was once her counterpart. The heart.
After years of abuse , neglect and just pure tourcher it had finally gone numb and then died. She padded through the empty hollow space, her metal attachments and replacements clinking as she went. The green fire that went from between her eyes to the tip of her tail illuminated the pitch black space with an eerie toxic glow. Her ears flicked up as she both heard and senced a movement. Her Mechanical wings spread and she flapped them to give her self a boost as she jumped menecingly over twords the limp and bloody body. The sound of metal scrapeing across metal echod and the loud thudding clang of metal hitting the ground sent a boom through the room. She tillted her head and looked intently at the body. Something that she hadent noticed before had happend....the ribcage was wide open. The stitches had seemed to pop and let it loose. She stepped a bit closer and peered closer into the innards of the poor creatures remains. there was a movement. A small white thing was inside it. It looked up to her. It's little blue eyes of purity stareing into her own hardend and firey ones. She moved out her left hand and reached over to it. The small creature stood up on its back legs and reached out a little hand twords her own much larger one. She knew that she could crush it with a single clench of her cold mechanical hand but no.....not yet. She helped the small creature out of the bloody ribcage. The creature its self was a small white dragon. A girl...she had come from her preceeder like a pheonix from the ashes. And so she was named.
"Come along Pheonix. You have much to learn. Maby YOU will have a chance." 4's cold and slightly metalic voice gave a slight echo and she picked up the small dragon in her toothy jaws and then took to the air. She flew back to the skull that was her home. She was the brain of the operation so the skull is where she belonged. Maby she would let this one live. Probably not. It was more then likely going to become her knew punching bag to abuse and suppress as she pleased. Any trouble from this thing and it would die. No questions asked.

4: Me
Pheonix: Me

Just a little derpy vent.