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.