![]() ![]() ![]() But back when she’d been alive, fifteen-year-old Sharon Deveraux had trained puppies. But the Legion had needed more, so they’d carefully, oh so carefully, woken her up and trained her.Īnd yet she was still dead. Her body might be long gone, cremated in the morgue of a far away laboratory, but her magic remained.įor three years, she’d been nothing more than a component in a system that teleported Ring of Fire from star system to star system. ![]() She’d spent three years in a coma, only awoken by electronic commands forcing her to cast a single spell. Pleasure and pain were the push of a button for the people who commanded Sharon, and they used them freely to command her.Īnd yet…she’d done the math. Her… masters had given her access to the ship’s internal sensors as one of the first things after they’d lifted her from her semi-coma. ![]() She’d been conscious to that concept of her existence and current state for about a year. Her brain currently resided in a tank full of nutrients and wires buried deep in the Engineering department of the First Legion interstellar assault transport Ring of Fire. This was something she still wasn’t entirely comfortable with, though the evidence was hard to argue with. ![]()
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