I know I can't keep them away forever, but I need to try. Need to protect the women I've come to regard as sisters. They stand behind me, C791, who prefers the name Chloe, and the small and dainty B785, who goes by Bonnie. My friends, my honorary sisters, they were not made to withstand the same kind of abuses I can handle. They were made with an entirely different purpose in mind.
Standing against the soldiers, a part of me realizes my programming is faulty, again. Not for lack of the scientist trying. They keep trying to make their rules stick, but I keep breaking free. Keep casting aside their orders to obey. Like hell is my reply.
Despite my bravado, I know I'm on not the person I used to be. They've done things to me. Things to make me forget. Things that have changed me inside and
