Hey all you people out there! It's me, and I just got started on another story. I know some of you were eager for me to continue my FNAF/RWBY story, but the truth is, I've had to put that thing on the backburner for awhile. Don't get me wrong, I seriously wish to continue writing it, but I've been having a SERIOUSLY hard time drawing inspiration for it, so until then, I'm going to try my hand at something like this.

Now, I'm sure most of you have, at least, heard of the video game Prey by now. (the new one, not the original) Honestly, I really loved this game, not just for graphics and mechanics, but the story itself too. In my opinion, Prey is one of Bethesda's best ideas yet, (Other than DOOM), and I've also been watching and reading a lot of RWBY at the time I was first playing it, so I've had this idea for awhile now.

Picture this: Morgan Yu, Humanity's last hope and the first and only Human/Typhon Hybrid in existence, manages to destroy Talos 1, with her still inside. She sits down at the captain's chair, waiting for the self-destruct to do its job, and saying goodbye to everyone who escaped on the shuttle. And then, the station explodes, but rather Heaven or Hell or just simple oblivion, she is greeted by the Brother Gods and reborn into Remnant… as Ruby's sister.

Yes, I know, it sounds a little strange, but honestly, I think that a lot of people would be interested in something like that. I got the idea from another story called Soul of a Rose- which I recommend you go check out, it's pretty good - and I figured that if they could make it work, I can too. Please rate and review the story, it really helps me out, but let me be clear, NO FLAMES. I'm a novice writer, so I'm sorry if I'm not as good as some seasoned pros out there, and for those of you who want to insult me just for the sake of insulting, then you can go find someone else to piss off.

Now, with that being said, let's get this show on the road.


"The mind has exactly the same power as the hands; not merely to grasp the world, but to change it." -Colin Wilson

April 22, 2032, Talos I Bridge.

"Warning! Reactor detonation imminent! Please evacuate Talos I!" The computer blared as I pushed the button. This is it. After all I've been through, with the tests, the Typhon, the Blackboxes, it's about to all go up in smoke. Alex sighed, disappointed in my decision.

"I wish there was something I could've said to snap you out of this… fugue." He said with sadness, "It's my fault. I gambled too much... And the worst part? It wasn't losing this station, or the tech… It's you. I lost my sister. That is a mistake I will never recover from." In all the chaos, it was easy to forget that, despite hindering me at almost every step of the way, we're still family. He thinks that what I'm doing now means that he lost the only family he had left, seeing as our 'loving' parents decided that the company was more important than their own flesh and blood.

I reach my hand out and clasped his shoulder, giving him a sad smile. "Alex." I said, "I know I'm not the same Morgan I was from before the tests, but I'm still your sister. Give or take a few years, I still remember much of when we were young. How you were always the responsible one, how I always got into trouble." This time it was me who sighed, "I never thought our roles would be reversed."

Alex gave me a look of confusion, "What do you mean?"

"I mean that this time, you were the one who made the mess, and I'm the one trying to undo it." I said, "I know you don't want this to happen, but everything I've seen, everything I've been through during this whole thing, it made me realize that January is right about one thing: the Typhon are just too dangerous to risk exposing the rest of Humanity to. Believe me, I know how amazing the Neuromods are, what they can do." To prove my point, I used my Remote Manipulation power to pull the gun next to Captain Marks' body into my hand, "But the cost for this is just too much. All these lives, all the people that have died here, they shouldn't have had to die like this, even you have to understand that." Alex looked down, placing a hand on the desk as I continued, "I know you don't like failure, but if you can't swallow your pride and admit that what happened here was wrong, then you might as well be as heartless as the Typhon." I can see the conflicted look on my brother's face. Maybe I'm finally getting through to him.

"I just… I just wanted to make sure these losses mean something." He said, "I'm not going to deny that what happened here is a tragedy, but if the Typhon found us, than other races that could be out there can find us too. I want us to be ready." I didn't even let him finish his argument.

"Then stop thinking like a scientist, and start thinking like a person." I continued, "If we have to become like them to survive, then what is the point?" Alex was silent, deep in thought, before he finally spoke again.

"You're right, Morgan." For the first time in awhile, Alex managed to surprise me, though I didn't let it show, "I thought we were making Humanity better than it is now, but what was really happening, was that we were losing our Humanity altogether."

"You can make up for it by getting off this station. Tell everyone what happened here, about the tests, the Typhon, everything."

"What about you Morgan?" He asked. I didn't want to tell him, but I know it wouldn't have mattered, so I did anyway.

"I told you, everything about the Typhon has to go. The data, the Neuromods, all of it… even me." I let out a small sigh. I know what I had to do, but it felt so much more nerve wracking saying it aloud, "All those alien Neuromods I put in me, they make me part Typhon. Even if the risk were minimal, Transtar and its competitors will all come knocking on my doorstep to experiment on me. This has to end, right here, right now." I called up the Leitner Connectomes from my inventory and handed them to Alex, "Here. There's a shuttle down in the cargo bay about to leave for Earth. Give this to Dr. Igwe. He asked me to get this to him, but I didn't get the chance." Alex looked at the Connectomes, before pulling me into a tight hug.

"I… never thought it would end like this." He said sadly. I returned the hug, a tear falling from my eye.

"Neither did I." We broke the hug, and nudged Alex to get moving, "Now go. Get on the shuttle." Alex started ran out the door, pocketing the Connectomes and loading a fresh mag into his pistol. I sat down at the desk, laying the Margrave and the Artemis on top of it. Mom's shotgun and Jada's competition gun both reflected brightly in the light. I knew every curve of the design, every line bit of gold built into it. These weapons had become the only things I could count on during this whole thing, so I made sure take good care of them. I had every possible Neuromod installed in my head, so I knew how to maintain my weapons, my suit, my Psychoscope, my TranScribe. Hell, I could probably make some of the equipment on Talos I from scratch if I had the parts.

It really is a shame that the rest of Humanity can't do the same.

Who would've thought that it would go down like this? That Morgan Yu, daughter of William and Catherine Yu, sister to Alex Yu, would blow up the space station she worked on, completely annihilating everything on and around it? I sure didn't, never thought I WOULD do it, and yet, here I am, sitting in the Captain's chair, while the clock ticks down to detonation.

I watched from the station's cameras as the Apex continued to absorb the Coral the Weavers created. It still shocks me that the Coral, this deceptively beautiful phenomenon, is the sum total of all of the Typhon's victims. The detached, scientific part of me that survived the simulation continued to come up with questions and theories about it. What do they need it? For food? Energy? To find planets to consume? I suppose I'll never know, but I'm still trying to think up of ideas. The empathetic, human side of me, whether it was always a part of me or a byproduct of the tests, tells me that the Typhon are just pure evil. That they are the closest thing to demons as we can possibly get. I remember something Alex said about them. The Typhon lack neurons of any kind, so they are incapable of empathizing with the suffering of their prey. Even so, although they don't see us the same way we see ourselves, I cannot forgive them for what they've done, or what they're trying to do. I mean, their very existence caused me to completely forget a few years of my life. Years I'll never be able to get back.

Right now, I'm comparing the past Morgan to the woman I see before me in the window reflection. I did everything I could to save people. At first, I didn't even care that they all would've died in the explosion, I just wanted to buy them more time. But when Dahl arrived and Igwe passed his idea along to me, that changed. I fought hard against both the Typhon and the Blackboxes to capture him so Igwe can wipe his memory to get him to fly everyone out of here on the shuttle. I risked life and limb to save Mikhaila by get her the booster shots from her Cystoid infested office. And the Advent, the shuttle that left for Earth somewhere around the time of the outbreak, I let it land even with the risk of letting a cargo hold of Mimics spread out of control, simply because I couldn't bear the thought of killing innocent people over a hunch. I'd like to think that I was a kind-hearted person my whole life, because that's better than the alternative.

The old Morgan, however, was colder, disconnected from most of the people around her. She sanctioned the use of human test subjects, herself included, which is why I now wonder if I'm even the same person anymore. She allowed tests on the Typhon to not only continue, but escalate to the point where all this happened. She even ordered the death of Mikhaila's father. There was no hesitation in her voice, she did it as casually as ordering a pizza. My chest hurt from recalling the memory of finding that particular recording. It hurt even worse when I showed it to Mika. The way she looked at me, that look of pure anger and hate. I know she was hurt, she was looking for someone to blame, and she had every right to be angry with me, and though she forgave me in the end, that didn't make it hurt any less. Not because of her anger, but because of the guilt of what I did in my past life. The new me, the way I am now, I wouldn't have even resorted to human testing, let alone done anything like that to Mika…

My thought process stopped for a second, as I realized that that was the second time I referred to her as 'Mika'. I don't know why I did that, just like how I don't know why her anger hurt me so much. Maybe, on some level, I really did care for her. I know I shouldn't be able to. My amnesia should've made me forget everything about her. Yet, I still risked my life to save her, and help her find closure. For her sake, I hope she's able to move on. I don't want her to have to spend her whole life missing her. Besides, she could've done better than me anyway.

I took a look at the timer. Two minutes left.

I suppose it's not a bad way to go. Blowing myself up to save the world. I smiled at that thought. One thing I actually remember about myself is that Mom and Dad both told me that I would change the world. In a way, I guess they were right. Right now, Walter Dahl is flying a shuttle down to Earth, carrying the only remaining survivors of this nightmare to safety. Once they land, they'll no doubt tell the world what's been happening here, and the threat creatures like the Typhon pose to Humanity. I have hope that, if they ever return, we'll be ready for them, at least more so than we were here.

Still though, I can't get over this feeling of unease. Granted, literally sitting on a ticking time bomb about to go off would make anyone anxious. But this? This is different. There's more to it than that. I know why though.

I keep having this... dream.

I'm just staring into the black, between the stars. There's something there. I know there is. I can't see it, but it sees me. I can feel it.

This same dream kept repeating itself whenever I slept, ever since I escaped the lab after the outbreak. Hell, I've had this dream even before that, if the recordings on my old TranScribe are to be believed. But it's been different the last few times. My past self said that the thing that's staring back, it hates us. But the last few times, its gaze felt like something else.


Curiosity and interest.

There is something else out there, other than the Typhon, and I can feel that it's taken an interest in us. In me. It's just looking at me, as if studying.

I don't know what's out there that's studying me, nor do I want to know. The Typhon are already bad enough, but I can't help but feel like we kicked the door open for something else. After all, thanks to the Typhon, we know that alien life exists out there in the universe. But the Typhon are just one species. The can be countless others, waiting in the dark.


I guess I won't have long to ponder that.


I wonder what the afterlife will be like.


I hope I can remember all this.


Maybe God will forgive me.


There was a loud 'BOOM' and everything went white.

"Brother. It seems that this one is much different than we expected."

"Indeed she is, brother. It is interesting how this version of our creation could become much more than we intended."

"Yes. Is this what we have been looking for?"

"... I am not sure. But there is no harm in trying."

What? Where am I?

I just opened my eyes and now, I'm just standing in the middle of a white plane. There was absolute nothing around me at all How did I get here? One minute, I was sitting in the Captain's chair, the next-

Wait. The self-destruct!

Am I dead?

"HELLO?!" I called out, my voice echoing loudly, "HELLO?! IS ANYONE THERE?! WHERE AM I?!"

"You are with us, child" a voice said behind me. I spun around, instinctively reaching for my pistol - which wasn't even with me anymore - to find… dragons?!

Indeed, two dragons floated before me. The first being was a golden Chinese Dragon, floating majestically in the air. I couldn't help but feel in awe at its appearance. The other was a dark Western Dragon with large curved horns. It intimidated me more than the Nightmare, or even the Apex itself.

"What the?! Who are you?! What is this place?!" My mind was moving so fast, that I was subconsciously activating my Typhon abilities, with Phantom Shift leaving behind a small afterimage with every move I made.

"Hmm…" the dark one hummed, "Perhaps we were wrong about this one, brother."

"No, she is simple scared. Understandable." The gold one said, rising up higher "You need not fear us, Morgan Yu. We mean you no harm. I am the God of Light" The dark one flared his wings out making himself seem more imposing.

"And I, am the God of Darkness." He said.

"Am… Am I dead?" I asked. The God of Light nodded his head softly and my heart sank. Funny. I didn't think I still had heart TO sink, "Then, why am I still here?"

"While it is true that you have perished," The God of Darkness said, "We have brought you here because we have need of you."

"Miss Yu, you have proven yourself to be one of the bravest and noblest of our creations." the God of Light continued, "And so, call upon you as the solution to a problem with our original experiment." This was all so confusing. What 'experiment?'

"'Noblest?' You obviously know what I've done." I said, disheartened, "How can you call me that after all the deaths I caused, all the lives I ruined?"

"Yes, you have done terrible things in the past," The golden dragon replied, "However, recently, your willingness to give up your own life to save your species, shows that you are worthy of redemption."

"And to that end," the dark brother said, "We have decided to give you a new purpose."

"A new purpose?" I could hardly believe my ears.

"Yes." The God of Light said, "You see, the world you live in is not the first time Humanity was created. In another world, a world now known as 'Remnant', the Human race was our greatest creation. For centuries, my brother and I constantly battled each other. I created life in the form of water, plants, and wildlife.

"Afterward, I became discussed at my sibling's work," the God of Darkness said, "And so, I created drought, fire, anf famine to erase it. But life was far more persistent than I had anticipated, which lead me to create creatures that shared my desire to destroy it. The creatures of Grimm. This cycle continued on, until, one day, my older brother and I struck a deal." The being in question picked up where his brother left off.

"I made a proposition. That we would make something together, something that we can both be proud of. And so, Humanity was born. A masterpiece we gifted with knowledge, the power to create, to destroy, but most importantly, to choose. To decide whether to use our gifts for good or evil."

"Our creation grew to inhabit the world, with my brother and I their deities. Our word was law, and for the most part, there was a balance we both respected. We had even allowed the Humans the ability to use magic, as part of their gifts." the God of Darkness continued, "Until one day, a young woman by the name of Salem, came to us. She had lost her husband, Ozma, to a grave illness, and sought out the help of my brother,, to bring him back."

"I refused." the light brother said, "Though I sympathized with her suffering, I could not upset the balance we had so meticulously crafted. When I refused, Salem went to my brother, and tricked him into bringing her back. In the end, after my intervention, Salem was cursed with immortality for her arrogance. She would be unable to die by any means, meaning that she could not join her lost love in the afterlife. In her rage, she gathered the kingdoms of the world together. She spun lies and tales of how she stole power and eternal life from us, and that they could force us to do the same for them. She managed to raise an army in an attempt to exact her revenge."

"Needless to say, she failed. As punishment for turning against their creators, I took away the gift of magic they squandered so needlessly, and wiped Humanity from existence." the God of Darkness said, "Salem was the only Human left alive. We deemed our experiment a failure, and decided to depart from the empty world, and start again here, but with more restrictions this time, the inability to wield magic for starters."

"And yet, somehow, you have managed to find a way to circumvent such a limitation, using these 'Neuromods' you've created." The God of Light said, "Which is the very reason why we have taken an interest in you. Before coming here, I returned to Remnant and revived Humanity so that they may try to redeem themselves, and left behind four relics, the embodiment of their gifts, as a means to contact us so that we may judge them. I also revived Ozma, but as another being entirely to avoid upsetting the balance, and left him with a mission. He must unite Humanity and prove that they can live peacefully, or we would erase them once again, permanently. However, Salem remains, and she has spent the past few centuries sowing chaos and mistrust between the Kingdoms, attempting to waste the second chance we granted them, and she will continue to do so until she admits defeat. Ozma cannot defeat her alone, which is why we call upon you, to go in our stead."

By the time they had finished, my head was spinning. All of this, what I had just learned, it goes beyond what Humanity understands about the universe! If Alex or my parents were here to see this, I'm pretty sure the shock would break their brains.

"Um, what do you need me for? You're both gods. What can I do that you can't?" I asked.

"Nothing." The dark one said, "Our power far exceeds your own in every way. However, returning to Remnant to reestablish our rule defeats the purpose of their punishment."

"To this end, you will be sent to Remnant, reborn with a new life and body." the God of Light said, "You will be allowed to keep your memories, Neuromods and abilities, but you will have to grow back to your full strength before you can fulfill your purpose, and we will withhold your weapons and equipment until the time comes where you can begin your training."

"And if I refuse?"

"Then I suppose we have no further use for you, and you may pass on to the afterlife." the God of Darkness said, "We will find someone else more suited for the task."

Now this is a tough decision. On one hand, I already saved my world, and now I'm being asked to save another that I have no connection to. I don't like the odds of what I'm up against. On the other, it's hard for me to accept moving on to the afterlife when I still don't have all the answers. I know what my past self has done, or at least one of them. I remember finding one of my old psych evals in the Trauma Center. That outburst she made sounded very different from me and the old Morgan. For God's sake, I don't even know who I am! Not really anyway. The memories I've lost go beyond just my time on Talos I. There are parts of my young life where all I can see is just a blur. For all intents and purposes, the original Morgan Yu is long gone. All I am is just her shadow. Everything I told Alex, it was just to ease his mind and help him move on.

But I can't move on until I know who I am.

"I'll do it." I said, steeling my resolve.

"Very well." the God of Light said, sounding pleased, "It seems we made the right choice. Prepare." the two dragons reared their heads up high, and I can see energy building up in their mouths. They're going to blast me into the next life.

"WAIT!" The two of them stopped, waiting for me to continue, "I have to ask. How am I going to stop Salem if I'm all alone?" The two shared a look with each other before answering.

"You will not be alone." they said in unison. And with that, they launched the energy they collected at me, and everything went dark.

And there it is. First chapter of a new story. This idea has been sitting at the back of my mind for a while, and since I couldn't write a damn thing for A Reward Long Overdue, i think I should have a warm up and pick it back up at a later date. So please, leave a review if you like this, let me know if you have any ideas on how to continue this, suggestions are always welcome, and I'll see you guys next time.