For Earth Head Scientist

He was sitting there, quietly fiddling with the latest thing he had made. Though that seemed to become the norm for him. Always fiddling with this thing and that, never taking a moment to see what was going on around him. No his projects were of much more importance then what others were doing, safer too.  He continued work on this hand he was making, it was one of two that he needed to make for his creation to be complete. Looking over to the draped figure in the corner of the room he got up to walk over to it. Pulling the tarp off of it , the figure was that of a figure with both robotic and living tissue, he smiled softly at it as he looked over the hand he had be working on. The thing covered in synthetic human skin and similar blood channels. Placing it at the stump of the cyborgs left hand, it snapped on and began to fuse with the rest of it. His creation was complete,he looked at it and was reminded of why he had made this thing. . . no this person. His younger brother had died only a year ago when their lab had been invaded and nearly every one working there had died, he shook the thought out of his head, not wanting to relive the though for the billionth time, no. . .  that was behind him, his brother now stood here in front of him, sleeping if you would. Walking over to the central computer he began entering the code to activate the Cyborg. Looking at him one last time he watched as the being came to life and opened his eyes and gaspped for air. Mike watched as his younger brother looked around, still with the memories of his younger sibling. He watched his brother take his first steps before falling forwards, the sound of internal damage could be heard, the systems inside the younger brother hadn't been built for the feelings that the being was feeling and overloaded his hard drive. Mike frowned slightly as he walked over to the fallen Cyborg “D. . .Don't worry Matthew. . .  I'ill fix you. . . it. . It just takes time, you'ill see” he said heartbroken as he placed the cyborg back into it's stand and covered him “I will get it right eventually , I always do”