Unwanted Apology

Well...for one let me say this is a hard letter to write. I have missed 3 weeks of story; I am not happy about it, but I do it with reason. Since March is the last month of school, and I've been rather bothered by the end of Febuary, I have a lot on my hands as well as a lot of stress emotionally. Its hard to manage this and have the determination to go on writing. This is not a cry of "im giving up" more like "I made a mistake, give me time to heal"

Once this month has past and things ease off, I'll certainly get back to writing my stories for this. The last one of "Silver and Natalia" is nearly complete, so for now, enjoy yourselves with this teaser.

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“Do you believe in fate?” Damnsel asked me an hour after we lifted off. Everyone had left their seats once the plane stabilized, but I dared not leave mine. The white wolf had been sitting with Cobalt and she and him had been able to get on a steady footing in terms of working together. It seems Cobalt and Damnsel had quite a history between them, trying to take the other down for who knows how long, now suddenly working together to save everyone…it was shocking
“Fate?” I replied “I…tend not to, whatever happens, happens, we can’t really judge it by something else” I huffed, remaining crouched on the webbing
“Then if that were try, why were we created for this task, I assume from the start all Spectrums had been designed for this kind of thing. Silver and yourself have proven how powerful you two are in combat, and even helping those mercenaries rescue those refugees to the settlement was instilling, I never would have guessed our skills were so fine.”
I sit up “My…creator told me one thing when he made me that we all have a purpose, natural or not, we all have something to do. Maybe they figured we would have to deal with this if it ever happened.”
“Or maybe they had made it prior and we are simply the custodians” Silver muttered as he entered the room
“You don’t think that really?” Damnsel asked, the robot nodded “I’ve been thinking the same thing, what was our purpose…but sadly I haven’t the faintest. However, when we met her…the pre-born…it was clear we had some reason to be there. How could she know of us when we were not even built?”
Damnsel sighed “That is a question I cannot answer, true I did know of her, but this…I never expected her to become this”
“I am ashamed the organics had changed our minds?” I said, trying to remember exactly what she had mentioned
“It seems we might have turned out like her, if our creators hadn’t learnt from their mistake”
Everyone nodded “So…someone who built her” I begin
“probably didn’t know that she would become like this” Silver ended