Kristen looked at the small human doll with snowy white hair and cold pale skin. It was a young boy no doubt, a very tiny young boy. He wore a black headset and an outfit Vocaloid singers would wear. Everything on him was black and white, even his soulless eyes. He hadnâ€™t weighted much when she held him in her arms. The man she was talking to was a bit creepy when he smiled down at her. She wanted to ask the man many questions, but she was too shy to speak up. All he did was snap a pretty bracelet on her and handed her this doll. Explaining to her that the accessory was her life line and the doll would help her, the tiny thing was her mentor; or so he had said.<br/><br/>She sighed and looked at the horrible outfit she was wearing; cargo pants and a dull black shirt. She wanted to get out of these clothes and into something more comfortable, like a skirt and short boots with a graphic tee shirt and short sleeved jacket. Luckily when she had awoken her lucky hat was still with her. It was the color of gray clay and it had bunny ears that fell to her knees. The hat had a skulls face and the rim of the hat had lines indicating teeth. You could say it was like a security blanket for her.<br/><br/>Her lavender colored hair, put in short braids, moved slightly in the small breeze. Her big timid teal eyes stared into the direction she had come from. Scared yet excited in the new world. The other day she was sitting in the corner of her large bedroom.<br/><br/>She hadnâ€™t wanted to sleep in house that night. Not after what had happened moments ago in her fathersâ€™ study. She just wanted to forget what went down. Ashamed of what her father did to her and she felt abandoned when her mother just stood there videotaping it. With that toothy smile of hers; but her father gave more of a disgusted look, not at her, but at himself; for what he was doing.<br/><br/>Kristen left the large home in shame. Wishing to leave this world and enter a new one with better possibilities. She walked and walked when she rounded a corner and blacked out. The next thing she knew, she was waking up in a tiny room and in clothes covered in dried up blood. Someone at the door welcomed her to the World of the Story.<br/><br/>Stepping outside she recognized these people. They werenâ€™t her friends because, well, she had none. But they were some of the nice people in her private school. She thanked them softly when she entered the temple like building and received her other things.<br/><br/>Now she was on her way down the trail looking for others. Having a good memory she retraced her steps to the place she had awoken. It was a large cabin on the outside with several other doors that possibly led to rooms like hers. Looking at the small motionless doll she wondered if she should see if there were others.<span style="font-style: italic">But what is they are mean?</span>She didnâ€™t want to think about that. To her left was a forest, Kristen looked to explore forest. Something about the mysterious air in it and the enchanting atmosphere made her want to barge into them.<br/><br/>Taking a couple of steps she stopped.<span style="font-style: italic">But what if there are monsters in there? Maybe I should stay closer to the cabinsâ€¦</span>She sat down and looking into the gigantic trees that loomed over she wondered what animals lived in these parts. Setting the doll down she looked into its eyes and waited for something to happen.<br/><br/>â€œâ€¦ Are you awake?â€ Poking the boysâ€™ cheek she smiled nervously. â€œPlease answer me, so I donâ€™t sound crazy, little doll.â€<br/><br/>A beeping sound came from her wrist. It startled her suddenly but she let the feeling pass. Looking into the screen it asked her in a feminine voice, "Would you like to activate your SI_F56D Droid?" A yes and a no appeared on the screen. Kristen pressed yes.<br/><br/>___________________________<br/>"Testing system ................ damages:minimal, Preparing to clear memory;scanning ................. system found data, the memory wipe has been successful. Restart.............. Restart a successâ€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦ Booting up."<br/><br/>The doll came to life before her eyes; and she realized it wasnâ€™t a doll, but a robot. She blinked several times. She even pinched herself; which only got an odd look from the boy. â€œUhâ€¦ Hi, thereâ€¦ermâ€¦â€<br/><br/>The robot cocked his head and blinked at her. The robot said to her in an annoyed, know it all voice, â€œHello,â€ and scoffed at her. â€œI cannot believe my new master is a small child. Well, master, what is your name, and do tell, what is mine?â€