Lies Created

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He lied to me. Said I'd be released. Now, how do you explain this? My body? All they know is I'm a creation. Phantom and animal- with a toss of robot. They mad me, created this brilliant creature. Its all their fault. But then, Its their fault I'm living. No, I'm not able to talk. Not really. I'm just intelligent. To them, I am. To me, I'm a mess. Yeah, I am. A messy, splattered creature. To whom am I beautiful? No one. Don't talk to me, don't look at me. Again- that idiot! I wish I could speak, wish I could talk. No, I can't. Well, I heard them call me Project Zeka. So just call me Zeka. "She's too intelligent, has found a way too communicate. Watch. Zeka!" I glared at him, eyes sparking. The embers fell on the floor. Then I opened my metalic jaws. "Hate. Hate you. Hate lab." I hissed. Finally! Freedom, to speak! They stepped back, as I waved my wings. "Will regret cooping me. Will die, will kill you." I spat in rage. "Duke, get the Master Scientist." I knew. "Will no speak to Master." I hissed under my breath. "Sir, look. Zeka, SPEAK!" I looked at him. "You talked before, I know." My lifeless eyes looked back calmly. Then I swung forward. "Will regret. You will regret this. and you will die for your sins!" I snarled. The Master gasped. I heard a pounding of paws. ''MY Master! ''I thought in happiness. As he entered, I dashed to him, and wrapped my wings around him. "Like Master. Like real Master. Not like phonies." I mumbled to him, as he scratched my ears. I wagged my tail, to show my glee. He clipped a bow to my ear, and I snuggled him. He walked over, and said something. "I'm leaving, and I'll leave my daughter here. My wife needs air."