Of course, that was a long time ago. I have grown older and with the waves of time I have come across unnatural horrors that reploids face now if they are not one of the maverick hunters. Me being a child reploid though I didn't notice these things until my curiosity got the better of me. I remember not long after this event I had been rebooted from a long period of time being unconscious and almost forgetting the name she gave me. Tranquility. My own name even holds an underlying chill to it even today. After I woke up though I was alone for awhile, forced to go into hiding from the outer world that was out to kill me. Ignorant to knowing what a broken world I lived in, I only followed my father's orders for awhile.
The first rule he put in place was that I was no longer to call him Father but rather just our last name, Kur. I asked why and he said it was only for the better at the time but in reality, it was so that when we needed to go out someone wouldn't attack us. The second rule was that I couldn't ever go out or be seen alone. The last rule was that I wasn't allowed onto the mainland, where the maverick hunters were.
Those were the three main rules set in front of me. It wasn't long until my curiosity set in though and try as I might have, I always got caught the first few times. Eventually, after a few months of being alone and feeling isolated, Kur kept disappearing into his new built lab and left me to try and entertain myself. I had not a bloody clue as to why he left me alone all the time and I felt myself becoming extremely depressed when it happened. More months passed, still being alone in the house to the point where I would force myself into a coma-like state to find some escape from all the memorized rooms of my new home. Many times I kept my windows closed too because looking outside was not much better.
Outside there were even darker things. A carbon monoxide-like fog hanging over the city outside and creating a bubble around it to where you were sectioned off from the real world and only looked to a lead-colored sky. Inside this bubble there was a place that one would assume was a post-apocalyptic site. The city being a mix between rust and mud color on every building and even on the ground where decaying grass. Upon the ground and broken asphalt, there was glass crystals from the windows, both high and low along with trash humans left behind from their consumption of things needed to sustain life. To put a long story short, it was dead, like her.
Winter came and passed that year slowly and painstakingly, but when the spring came around to show the unchanged state of what I thought was the entire world, I was called out to come down to Kur's office. Now, Kur's office always scared me back then, seeing him always come and go out of it with new injuries or acid burns. I wasn't so keen on going in but, Kur wanted me to come. Reaching up to the doorknob I grabbed the handle, turning it slightly before walking in to see Kur and this other small girl.
Being confused, I tilted my head slightly, seeing the girl facing me that seemed displeased with me already. Her face was wrinkled up into a pounting like face of which made it hard for one to see her bright blue eyes unlike mine which were mint green at the time. We both had jet black hair but hers was cut into a bob-like style rather than outgrown and ragged like mine might have appeared at the time. I also took note in how she towered over me and had to look down to me like I was a peasant or she was a queen. Her frame was wider than mine due to her being taller than me. I could just feel the horrid vibe pouring off her that made me quickly look away from her and up to Kur.
Kur looked down to me and moved his head in a fashion to silently tell me to say hello first. That wasn't any help to my confidence. I then turned my attention back to the younger, but fierce looking girl with no enthusiasm.

"H-Hi. M-My name is Tranquility." I heard myself say in a weak voice.

"Name's Lily." She said back in a deeper, feminine timbre.

Trying to maintain a calm appearance, I smiled a bit and slowly put my hand out. Lily only looked down to it with a shake of her head so that the longest threads of her hair would lightly tap her face. She then pushed my hand down and walked around me. I was nothing to her. She could care less about me. That was clear enough. This is where it all started, the part where the family was being pulled apart thread by thread until it would soon unravel into a personal battle in the middle of war. The very thing that came to an undoing.