Head Hunting - Alternate Angles (Patreon)

She barely remembers whom she used to be before. The city, the people - unforgiving. Adapting was the only option - the only way. There was only one thing - one purpose - what they took from her. She worked her way up - upgraded. Dirty jobs, low pay, used chrome, experimental womb. She'd take it. Whatever to get herself on her feet - survive.

Tonight, she's on a mission - a target. One step closer to those who wronged her, and her child. Tonight, one last log - one last name - would flash before the target flatlines: Mik-e.

~SA