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Dossier #1024
[i]Augmentations: Synthetic Vessel, Endocrine suite, Reaction suite, Cognitive subroutine network, Quantum tunneling Interface, Zero G multi-tool grabbers, Libido regulator.[/i]

Before Darkwitt discovered the [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/darkwitt/folder/1271863/The-Dimensional-Zyla/]Dimensional Zyla,[/url] Darkwitt came across a vigilante who labeled him as her number one rival.

Stormwave. Heroine, Rogue, Nuisance.

She was a street level hero, celebrated for tackling bank robbers, pickpockets, and other n'er do wells who crossed her path. However, she was not as accustomed to dealing with the kind of encounters Darkwitt frequented. The moral gray area he frequently found himself dealing  with  wasn't something Stormwave understood nor bothered with the nuances. To her, Darkwitt was a villain beyond villains. Defeating him would be a nice feather in her cap.

Much to his chagrin.

Puzzle solving was not her forte, so for months, here was little more than a rumor. . However, what she [i]was s[/i]killed at was electromagnetic tracking. She only needed to catch his hologram once, she kept arriving at the worst possible time to interfere. No matter how he kept trying to convince her of his true objectives, she was convinced he was up to 'nefariousness.'

So a change in strategy was required.

Inch by inch, Darkwitt would lure Stormwave to traps more fitting to the kind of challenges she expected. Each time he would lure her to his 'secret base,' a trap would spring. She would be captured, imperiled, and after a few hypno swirls, or broadcast signal, or droning apparatus,  She would fade... and wake up in her bed with no memory of how she escaped.  It was a fun game of cat and mouse. It kept her occupied so he could keep working.

But something happened Darkwitt didn't expect: She grew addicted to the loss. He wasn't sure if it was a natural proclivity towards submission, or if her willpower was truly weak, but her behavior changed the more she went after him.

Time after time, she would pursue, she would lose, and inch by inch, she would feel herself growing more conditioned.  The fight in her waned until she was practically sauntering to her doom. Eventually she had no qualms about submitting to Darkwitt. Comfortable in relinquishing her will. Even fetishizing it. By the time she completely submitted to his will, It wasn't enough. In his service, she would repeatedly blunder into his experiments, his hypnotic chambers. Finding more creative ways to sink deeper into conditioning. By the time she had learned of Code, she was so fixated on becoming a puppet on strings, she willingly submitted to lengthy augmentation without Darkwitt's knowledge.

Now she exists as an artificial platform connected to Darkwitt's AI, Code. Possessing slightly more autonomy than a base level drone, and capable of being piloted by Code herself when desired. Code doesn't normally require using Zyla. But that doesn't stop her from regularly insisting that Code take control.

No matter how much therapy or conditioning to discourage it, They can't seem to get her to stop.

At some point, when Darkwitt learned of the existence of multiple dimensions, she asked a question that would send him down a rabbit hole.

"If there are other dimensions, aren't there more of me we can capture, Sir?"

Now THAT was an interesting thing to consider.

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Zyla and I are like orbiting stars. Constantly affected by each other's pull, yet always just missing each other for various reasons. We have a blast conceptualizing various theories and ideas of what we could do together. But we have so many it's hard to pin down.

Even so. It's always fun to see her squirm with a new concept to fixate on.

Stormwave, and Zyla, is owned by Stormwave.

Artwork by Sabri