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One dark and stormy evening in EF city, the shape changer Isa found herself wandering the dark streets when tragedy struck. The ground shook, she looked upwards, a shrill scream ripped from her lips, and in mere moments she found herself buried under a mountain of rubble, there was almost no sign that she'd even been there to begin with, save for a single lifeless hand stretched upwards from the pile of stone. It would seem this were to be the end of her story...
But wait.. who was this.. shuffling through the rubble.. collecting her broken pieces and taking them.. somewhere. A collection of small, green figures scampered about in the darkness, carting her parts to an undisclosed location somewhere in the docks of the city. On the outside, it appeared an assuming warehouse, like so many others nestled in the shipping district of the city.
On the inside however.. mysterious scientific instruments, devices to capture and harness the power of the sky itself, lightning in a bottle.. or in this case.. in the body of a certain woman that would not be allowed to rest just yet.
The work was done quickly, a flurry of hands, stitches, and staples made their way all over the broken parts, reassembly would have to be quick before rot and rigor mortis could set in, not to mention they would need to make use of the lightning in the sky. Once the stitches had been set, a commanding voice ordered the small figure to lay the formerly broken body on a table just beneath the open ceiling. A white-haired woman with a wild look in her eyes pulled a lever and the table rose to the sky, lightning struck at the coils on the table, sending unnatural life rocketing through the broken body on the table. The lever was released... the table descended from the sky.. the body atop it was motionless.. at first.. the same hand that had been sticking out from the rubble twitched once... then again.. and suddenly...
The woman rose from the table, her skin was green reflecting her unnatural new life, and her hair too, tinged green at the edges, her eyes shot open, their normal warm orange glow replaced with a far more unnerving and haunting hue. She shuffled up from the table, her mind still rattled from the experience of returning from death. She felt a strange stiffness in every movement, her body seemed to creak. A quick glance at her hands revealed the new tone of her skin, a rush of panic ripped through her mind as she ran to a covered mirror, ripped the cloth from it and upon pulling it back.. a wordless scream echoed from her lips..
The woman turns about admiring her new, stitched together amalgam of a body, an eye brow raised as she turns to the woman and says.
"Well Doc, as far as contingencies go, this wasn't a bad option. I have to say, green really looks good on me don't ya think?"
She strikes a series of poses in front of the mirror, trying out new outfits here and there that compliment her new, rather ghoulish appearance.
"Heh, what's that Mary Shelley story? Frankenstein or something? Well it's not really a clever wordplay, but I think I'll call myself.. Franken-Isa!"
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