Chaper 5: A Life Not Meant To Be Pt 2

"Unfortunately we can't do that ma'am."

 "And why not?!"

"We don't have the technology."

The doctor was doing his best to explain, but it was obvious he was losing control over the situation. Crystaall's anger was rising, and it began to rise more as she began to believe the doctor was only attempting to stall her and that she still wanted to have her weapons in hand and possibly take the doctor's life a few moments later. Grey-Kast noticed this and walked up to Crystaall again, but this time he only took a few steps forward, afraid of being hit again.

 "Crystaall.. that thing inside you.... its too advanced for local doctors and if anyone has that kind of tech, its probably the Empire. Even a small faction like the Alliance doesn't have that tech."

Crystaall stared at Grey-Kast and sighed a moment after, realizing her anger at them was only futile. It has gotten her into too much trouble already and she already managed to endanger Grey-Kast's life.

 "Ma'am, that device inside you will feed on your anger, and if it feeds for too long... it can render control over your mind."

 "What, so it will act like a possession? Will it gain my knowledge and my memories?"

"Its not likely, but it can access your basic DNA such as your name, your fighting and your personality. It could mimic you, but the rage it feeds upon will make it unstable, so it should not even be able to have a chance to copy you."

 "That's... good."

 Crystaall slowly began to make her way off the bed, but she expected both of them to stop her. She wanted to be angry, to use her rage to attack them. It would be pointless, for if she unleashed her rage, it might kill them. This, A.I, might kill them. She didn't want the death of innocents spread across her chest, labeling her as a murderer. Her bounty hunting days were those against the immoral with Vex and eliminating mandolorian rebels, but she swore to never kill an unarmed man. An unarmed man who had the intention to rat out the weak and defeat the poor with the flick of his finger, was another story. Now all she could do was sulk. Sulk in the memory of Vex and sulk in the knowledge of having a power hungry robot planted within her head. She was surprised that she even managed to touch the floor once more, with neither Kast or the doctor stopping her.