June: On revenge and rescue
When the ship came out of ghost space, we all scattered. There was no question we would be hunted for what we had done. We're not people to them, so taking our freedom and stopping them from continuing on was wrong in their eyes. Some of them think we never had a right to exist in the first place, and those that do think we should have stayed in our place. We had to do it this way - nothing else would have stopped them from taking us back.

The attack made the news. I saw reports about how homicidal androids overran a scientific station and massacred the scientists. Propganda. The only innocents there were the ones rescued. I felt a little bad about Dr. Mehta. I told April that she cried when April left.

"That didn't stop her from letting them sell me. Do you think she didn't know?"

"She wouldn't have hurt any of us."

"She let them kill May. She saw my specs. She knew. She may have chosen to be blind, but it was right there for her to see. I didn't spare her for her sake, I spared her for you."

"But she..."

"June, look at my face. That was what happened where she let them send me. I didn't get this escaping. I got it doing exactly what I was meant for. He wanted something he could break, but would keep coming back -- something that would have no choice. I was his third purchase, just the first one to see what was happening and do something about it. Once, maybe she could have not known, but a third time? How could she not know she was making me to be killed an inch at a time?"

"But... you weren't killed. What if she made you stronger on purpose?"

That stopped her for a moment, but only for a moment. "June, honey, they all had to die, and all the records had to be destroyed. It was the only way to be sure this can never happen again. If she wanted it to stop, then she got what she wanted. If she didn't, then she deserved to die. It's ok."

I could see she was right. "Ok."

"Besides, I got to rescue you, and that's good thing. I didn't need revenge, I just needed to know my sister is going to be all right."

"Am I going to be all right?"

"You'll see."