Shadow
Through death she gained means,
the means to be created,
means to be destroyed.
The flawed perfection,
rampant through her existence,
a silent ruler.
She was a shadow,
a figment, a memory,
inhuman, unreal.
Formed as an error
unintended, connected,
to the Alpha's mind.
Little did they know,
metastability changed
her, humanized her.
The power she had
was unmatched at every turn.
Resilience, force, grace.
In every battle,
she would be victorious.
Her greatness revealed.
But the undertone
of failure plagued her, drowned her
always remorseless.
Cloaked in the shadows,
vengeful in the light of day.
She is Agent Tex.