"If I wanted to, I could make you unstoppable. The biggest and the baddest is what you could be. But also, if I wanted to, I could crumble you into a thousand tiny pieces. That's our relationship, creator and creation. You were nothing before me and you would be nothing without me." That's what he said, my master, right before he threw a broom at my feet and told me to sweep the place spotless.

He was right, of course. There was nothing of me before him. I remember opening my eye, sliding out of the test tube I was created in, and meeting him for the first time. Immediately, I loved him and he loved me too, I think. At least he was nice to me, that is until I solidified. I grew to tower over him with impenetrable skin and claws like steel. I couldn't talk, you need a mouth for that, but I could follow direction. That's all he has found me useful for recently.

As always, I took the broom and headed to the other room to begin sweeping. This room was abandoned before I was created. Master said that the experiments of this room failed so he closed it and started anew----with me.

Master hated this room. He said it represented failure. He and I were the only two beings in the lab, actually on this entire planet so the room was never used.

It happened so fast. One second I was sweeping and the next I was knocking over a flask. I didn't even hit it that hard, I don't think. But I tried to grab the flask. I reached out my claws to grab it, but instead I punched an even bigger beaker. The neon green contents exploded onto my fur and I panicked.

Frantically I brushed the liquid off of my body. Fur balls flew off in a flurry all over the room. Spinning from one side of the room to the next, I smashed every piece of glass in my way. A chunk of the glass popped up and sliced me across the forearm. If I had a mouth I would have screamed. Instead, I stopped moving.

Once the dust settled, I was surrounded by shards of glass and multicolored liquids that we're mixing together on the floor. I couldn't let Master see this. He would beat me for making such a mess. There was a trash bag by the door that I grabbed. Using everything at my disposal: the broom, the dust pan, my claws, and my feet; I collected the mess into the trash bag.

"Monster!" My master called to me from the other room. Quickly, I hid the bag under a table and exited the abandoned lab.

"What took you so long?" He asked, annoyed. I made a gesture that indicated sweeping. He sighed heavily in aggravation.

"Fine, fine just get dinner ready asap." He says as he waves me off with his hand.

The next morning, after I made breakfast, I rushed to the empty lab to figure out how to get rid of the trash bag.

"Where are you headed, moron? Someone has to do the dishes." Master said before I could slip away. I hesitated. I knew I had to do the dishes but I wanted to get rid of the evidence of yesterday's misdeeds.

"I said do the dishes!" Master yelled as he raised his hand to hit me. I shrank away from him and rushed to the sink to get the dishes cleaned.

Once I had scrubbed every pot and pan, I slipped into the other room before Master noticed me. The trash bag was right where I left it, of course. My current plan was to throw the bag out of the window. The atmosphere on this planet was harsh and the bag would probably burst into flames as soon as I pushed it out.

Dumping the bag out, however, would break this planet's dumping laws. That's what Master told me. Even though we were the only two living things on this planet, there were laws. He told me many of these laws like how all creations must serve their creators unconditionally. Master also told me that although the environment of this planet is toxic to him, he created me with the ability to survive it. I loved my master.

"H-help me" came a voice from nowhere. No, it was a voice from the garbage bag. I opened the bag and found a pulsating purple goo. 

"T-touch." The goo glowed as it spoke. A makeshift mouth appeared at the center of the pulsation. I felt an urge to touch the goo that I just resist. As soon as my claw pierced the jelly-like being, a tentacle formed and grabbed my arm. I tried to pull away but it was like the tentacle  was fused to my arm. The rest of the goo stepped out of the bag in a form extremely similar to mine. The only difference was that where I had an eye in the middle of my face, this thing had a mouth. 

"I'm free." The mouth stretched as it spoke.

*I'm stuck! Help me, Master!* I thought loudly in my mind.

"Master!? You mean that human who keeps you here as a slave?" The goo creature screamed at the top of its lungs.

*It can here me.* I thought in shock.

"Of course I can hear you! I'm Telluva, your other half!" The goo thing screamed. It reached out another tentacle and tried to touch my head. Instinctively, I ducked to avoid his touch.

"Listen to me! I am Telluva! You are Kapswell! We are partners!"

*Partners? My master is my only partner.* I think with confusion.

"I can't stand it! You must remember!" Telluva yells again. This time I can't dodge his tentacle and it lands on the top of my head.

The goo is cold and it feels like a brain freeze. Suddenly, the memories come rushing back. I wasn't made in a lab 2 years ago. I was born on this planet 10 years ago.

My name is Kapswell and my species has a symbiotic relationship with Telluva's. My species, lacking mouths, can't communicate with each other so we rely on the telepathic. Sludge beings to give us voices. We also have horrible memories. If we are separated from our sludge partners for even a day, we forget everything.

Then there are the Sludge's who can't keep a solid form or protect themselves without my species. I remember it all. Telluva and I were on patrol 2 years ago when a ship landed from the sky. Master, along with others, stepped off of the ship and began shooting at us.

I fought for our lives, killing all of them except for Master. The last shot did it. It separated us and I forgot. Master did this. No! That Person did this. He must pay!