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It is the anniversary of the March on Washington.
>The maimed, charred, and broken body of the Human being before Uzi Doorman's pure yellow optics does not move a inch as the words his consciousness slowly and deliberately emits are rasped, more felt than heard. "You dare come back here after I whooped your ass the first time and turned you into a smear on the ground, maggot?"
>Uzi chokes and balls her fist in front of her, though carefully in such a way as to indicate that she is not a threat. "I--I want to make amends--"
>"AMENDS?!" The Emperor's psychic voice howls from all angles at the reborn Captain Twilight, clad in a miniature replica of the uniform of her father in this life.
>"You want to make AMENDS?!" He repeats Himself, audibly even more in abject disbelief than he was when His Specters informed Him that Midnight had finally found the prize the weary old wolf had spent millennia searching for.
>"I SEE NO WAY TO OVERCOME NIHILISM, AND I WANT TO SEE IF THERE IS A WAY IN YOUR ORDER!" Uzi screams, now barely sixteen, visor displays shot wide, her cracking pubescent voice filled with weariness and hopelessness.
>"You should have done what I told you to in the first place," He pauses as his psychically emitted voice turns to a hiss filled with disgust and betrayal, "James."
>"I--I--" Uzi hics, "I don't even remember any of that!"
>"And does that change any of this?" Metal wiring and tubing extends to and from the body kept alive through simultaneous medical miracle and raw psychic power.
>"One thousand psychic mutants a day, to keep me alive," again, He hisses, "Elliot."
>"I'm sorry," Uzi blinks and nods.
>"I repent," she rapidly follows up, a single finger raised upwards, slowly, carefully, so as to not come even close to making the sign of the Absolute Solver, "even."
>Uzi audibly swallows.
>"They could be rooting out rebels," The Emperor draws out that last word, "enslaving aliens, and bringing the Void and its spawn to HEEL!" He is angry.

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