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Day: November 28th, Wednesday. Month: November. Year: 20XX.
This day I decided to visit my father taking advantage of the free week they gave me at job, it has been a lot of time since I last saw him.
Last thing I knew of him was that he was working on a new project.
I reached his house at the outside of Silicon City, he always prefers having his lab in zones out of civilization so people couldn't bother him for “dumb" reasons. When I entered the house there was no trace of him anywhere, except a blueprint on the table.
It said: Project Chaotic.
It must be that project father was speaking on the phone and when we went to watch the finals of the Running Robot Races Meteor Cup, which Quick Man took place and won.
Checking the blueprints I also found a schematic of Quick Man next to it.
Yes, I remember now, after the ceremony father asked Quick Man personally for a copy of his schematics who agreed to share it.
But something that got my eye was my schematics laying there as well.
At closer inspection “Project: Chaotic” schematics looked identical to me, just younger. I rather say it looked liked a teenager on it's 12-15, a very tall one.
I let out a screech when father entered the room and surprised me.
He was surprised of seeing me, I forgot to tell him I was coming for a visit for my vacation, then he apologized for looking dirty which I didn't care since it came with work.
(Stupid weather ruin hair…!)
I said that I was only looking at the blueprint out of curiosity, in response father was joyful of his later work getting my attention and invited me to his lab.
Father is a prideful person to say the least going into full exposition of his work around others at complete detail. It's interesting at first but… you get bored.
While he kept exposing I took a good luck at his project.
It wasn't finished yet but he already did most of the work having the upper part pretty much done. Her face was like mine, like looking myself at the mirror, skin was a different tone, hair was styled differently and also green.
Father said she was a soon masterpiece, but I say she is my little sister.