Man how tempting it was to acquaint their faces with your fist. But Iris would never forgive you if you end up causing war between her people and the Maverick Hunters. Then Zero would slice you to pieces. Then the Colonel would kill Rufus. Then Berkana would get away with murder. Then Sigma would rise again!

"Alright alright!" you raised your hands in the air (but didnt wave them around cuz you do care!), "dont shoot! I'll come quietly." You sensed relieved intel as they cuffed you and dragged you along with them as their prisoner. One of them constantly poked your back with his gun every once in a while as a sign to move faster. You didnt like it, but you didnt do anything about it. Besides, the data you read from these guys told you they were scared shitless of you! They were worried that when they least expect it, you'd break out of your cuffs and tearing their limbs apart!
'Heh! Dont tempt me!' you think to yourself.

On the way to godknowswhere, they gave you the third degree.
"How long have you lurking around here? Are you still with Sigma? Is Sigma still alive?"
"Are there others like you? Where are they hiding?"
"You still got your ride armor? Can I take a ride in it?" Yep. Third degree.

Before you could answer ANY question, you picked up more vibes headed your way. BAD vibes.

"What in Sam Hill do you fools think youre doing?! Release him at once!" ordered the familiar female voice! Sadly, it wasnt Iris. It was someone much much worse. Yep... the black mage herself. The woman responsible for ruining Rufus's life!

Sure enough, the soldiers stopped dead in their tracks from her voice!
"P-P-Professor Berkana!" one soldier started giving her the military salute as she put a hand to her hip and tapped her foot. The soldier was shivering! The vibes read 'PLEASE DONT KILL ME PLEASE DONT KILL ME PLEASE DONT KILL ME' over and over again! Understandable, since HER data read 'I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU SCRATCHED HIS PAINT!'
Fortunately for him, your paint wasnt scratched.

"P-Please keep your distance," the soldier pleaded, "this is Vile, the Maverick who-"
"You ignorant waste of perfectly good scrap iron!" she snapped, "That is NOT Vile! Get out of the way!" And with a wave of her psychic hand, she sent that poor little soldier flying! Yikes, she's tough. Thankfully, she had no animosity toward you. Heck, she approached you with a calming smile. But you werent relieved when her data read 'Got out of your cage, have you? Such a naughty boy.' Naughty boy sounded uncomfortable!

"Are you alright, my dearest child?" she started talking all motherly to you, "dont worry. Those can-openers cant hurt you now. Not while mommy is here."
Oy, she thinks she's your mommy?!
"You... you know this thing?" one of the soldiers asked. Berkana gritted her teeth fiercely at you as her data read 'DID THAT SONOVABITCH JUST REFER TO MY CREATION AS A -THING-'?!

"He is NOT a THING!!" Berkana turned her head to the rude soldier and shouted. Then turned her head to you and smiled sweetly, "He is my greatest masterpiece. Well, ONE of my greatest masterpieces anyway. Oh, my dear boy, you had me worried sick. I thought I had lost you the way I lost all my other sons!"
You wanted to say something, but you dare not mutter a syllable out of fear of offending her.
"This diamond is the rough is one of my few surviving creations that made it through the attack on Neo Dominia. He is part of the result of a superb experiment I had planned for years with the help of blueprints I had uncovered from Vile's corpse. He wouldve been just one of many Perfect Children created by yours truly that I was going to mass produce! He wouldve had hundreds, thousands, maybe MILLIONS of brothers... if SOMEONE didnt come along and ruin everything! So many years I spent on this project... tossed in the garbage!"
Oh crap! 'MURDER DEATH KILL' vibes! Run!!!

Suddenly, the vibes quickly changed to relief, "Thankfully, THIS son managed to survive that horrible incident. The BEST one!"
Berkana finally stopped admiring your 'beauty' and turned to the others, "Allow me to introduce you. This adonis is 'Sin Gaze', the Perfect Ideal super-soldier the world will ever know." 'Sin Gaze'? "Along with unmatched combat abilities of grand champion, he also has within him the mind of a great seer! For he is equipped with the ability to see not only into the mind of those around him, but also the soul. Any and all secrets hidden beneath your cold hard exteriors are easily revealed to him. There is nothing that the tiny bright spark inside all of us can hide from him!"

When you think about, 'Sin Gaze' does sound fitting. Especially considering the loads of 'sins' you've been seeing lately!

"So you saying he's like a psychic or something?" said one of the dumber soldiers.

Berkana's face and spark became enraged from hearing him refer to you as a 'psychic'. 'I SWEAR I'LL TEAR THE SKIN OFF THAT GODDAMN BASTARD AND MAKE A LOVELY NEW CHESTPLATE FOR MY DARLING!' Obviously, her sin is wrath. Lots and lots of wrath! If you could pale, you'd be paling right now. You'd also wet yourself even if you already went to the bathroom! You'd end up peeing blood due to the fear of Berkana!

Thankfully again, Berkana calmed herself, "Sin Gaze is more than a 'psychic'. But would you care to test his capabilities?"
"Ok! Yo, Sin Gaze! I'm thinking of a number between 1 and a zillion! What is it?"
You read... oh c'mon! That aint even a number!
"Eleventy-four?"
"Whoa! He's incredible!"

Berkana smiled smugly, "You see? My beloved child is spectacular! Despite the mere Vile shell, he is a creation of unlimited potential matched by no one! And not only does he succeed in physical and mental strength where Vile has failed, he even has the face of sheer beauty that a Maverick failure could never dream to have!" The witch reploid put both hands to your helmet and pulled it off over your head! "Modeled completely after the world's most perfect face down to every last skincell!
All of the soldiers gasped and dropped your jaws in shock! Guess you do have a face! Perhaps one too handsome for their mechanical minds to comprehend?

It's gotta be yes if Berkana's data is reading 'Oh... my... '

"Wow! Amazing! He looks exactly like that orphan's old man!" shouted one of the sol-wait what?
"What did he mean by that?!" you finally broke out of your silence to speak up!

Berkana smiled sweetly. "Isnt it obvious, my precious Sin Gaze?" she pulled out a mirror and showed you your reflection!
That reflection you saw was your dad! You were looking at your dad in the mirror! Your face was HIS face!
Worst of all, it looked EXACTLY like him. Not almost, not sorta, not mostly, EXACTLY! It looked more like him than that Van Helsing freak earlier! The only existing difference was the 'Berkana' signature written on your cheek!

"H...h...h..how d..did...."

"You are incredible, Professor!" a soldier cheered, "you got Rufus's dead dad to a tee! I bet that moronic fleshbag wont tell the difference!"
Damn! You even look like Rufus's dad! Oh, Rufus is gonna FREAK when he sees you like this!
Berkana smiled and stroked your cheek. You actually felt her warm steel hand across your cheek! She even gave your face feeling!
"To let such a gorgeous face as his wither away would be a tragedy. Like I always say... true beauty must always be preserved!" as if her sick obsession with Rufus's (your) dad wasnt sick enough, she emitted tons of data. It wasnt in words, mainly symbols. Actually, the symbols formed a careful outline of your dad's face! Your dad's text picture repeated over and over again!

"So my dear 'son'..." Berkana smiled, "shall we pay your half-brother a visit?"
You wanted to see Rufus, but you couldnt imagine how he'd react when he saw you! This would scar him. DEEPLY.
But it was now or never, right? This may be the best chance of seeing Rufus again!

...Then again, it might be the worst!

Whatever will our hero, Sin Gaze do?