'Silver's POV'

After we get back to the hideout, we tell dad and the others what happened.

~In The Morning~

We get into the same clothes we were in yesterday, since we don't have a lot of 'fancy' clothes down here in the hideout

"Kadence, I already told you that you can't come, you've got to stay here with grandpa Wu." Kadence has been calling Wu grandpa ever since I started calling him dad

"But I wanna come with you!" He stomps his foot on the ground and crosses his arms over his chest. I sigh and crouch down in front of him

"Kadence, why won't you just stay here without a fight?" I ask, he almost immediately looks at the ground

"Be-because I don't want you to get hurt..." A tear runs down his cheek

"I don't want you to get hurt either, that's why you've got to stay here." I pick him up

"Silver, we've got to go!" Kai calls

"I'll be there in a second!" I speed walk over to my father, Misako and Garmadon

"Goodbye, I'll see you when we get back." I kiss Kadence's forehead and hand him to my father

"We will be awaiting your return." Dad says, I smile as I turn to catch up with the others

"Bye mommy!" I hear Kadence call as we walk out the door.

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"What is it?" I ask, staring at the giant contraption that sits one floor under Mr. Borg's office

"It is a Cell Manipulator, it can completely change the way something looks and acts." He answers

"And you want me to get in it?" I point to myself, then to the tube-thing

"Silver, I have already told you that we're only going to change the way you look, so that you can blend in when Vanessa arrives."

That's our plan, they're going to make me look like a robot, put a microphone or something onto my clothes, and make me wait on Vanessa and Mr. Borg with Pixal so that the guys can hear what's going on.

"Silver, it's the only way to get our information." Cole looks at me with pleading eyes. I sigh, defeated

"You can change me back after, right?" I ask, stepping into the tube

"Of course."

Pixal an Mr. Borg begin typing at the control panel

"Silver, you will feel a slight pressure in three... Two... One..." I almost scream as I feel my body shifting into a new body, my clothes forming new ones around me "...And it is over." The door opens, and I hear a chorus of gasps as I step out of the glass tube

"Silver..."

I race to the full body mirror that sits against the wall. I feel myself gasp as I stare at my reflection. The machine definitely worked, I look completely different

My hair is short and blonde and my eyes are a cold grey-blue colour, instead of their normal bright blue. My skin is still pale, but not pure white, like Pixal's. I wear a headband that is connected to large headphones that cover my ears, maybe they are my ears. I have a droopy red bow tie around the collar of my white dress, my arms are made to look robotic, but also to look like the sleeves to my dress, they are golden and attach to the dress top like sleeves would. My dress is tight until my hips begin, then it flows around my legs and stops just above my knees. My legs look very robotic, like my arms, but are made to look like golden tights. I wear white high heels on my feet.

"Silver, there are a few things I need to tell you." I turn around and focus on Mr. Borg

"What is it?"

"You are not a robot, that's why your skin does not look robotic. Your arms and legs look robotic, but, again, are not. The program wouldn't let us remove your wings, so we made them transparent, meaning that they are still there, we just cannot see them." I nod as he speaks. He wheels himself over to me and looks at the boys

"She will feed the audio through the headphones, and visuals will be tapped into her eyes. You five will sit down here while we are upstairs." The boys nod and Pixal begins to set the computer up

"Silver, your disguised name is Ava, and I created you shortly after I created Pixal." I nod. So, if she asks, that's what I tell her

"Silver, could you come here, please?" Pixal calls me over to her and I quickly make my way over to her

"Stay still for one minute, please." She slides something into my left headphone, and the speaker next to the computer fills with the things I'm hearing "now for the visuals." Pixal whispers to no one in particular

She types something on the keyboard and my vision suddenly pops onto the computer screen

"Whoa..." I'm still not a real robot, yet they're still -somehow- able to do all of this. Their technology really is amazing

Mr. Borg checks his watch "we need to get upstairs, Vanessa will be here very shortly." I nod and follow them into the elevator

When we arrive in his office, I sigh and lean against the wall. I feel myself begin to get nervous

"Silver, your anxiety levels are extremely high." Pixal states calmly

"No doubt... Why couldn't they just listen and see through you?" I ask, genuinely curious and not just trying to get my mind off of the fact that I'm about to be face to face with Vanessa. I know, I'm disguised, but what if something goes wrong?

"Because, Mr. Borg made me so that nobody could tap into my sight or hearing. The only way I could be hacked is if the entire system was corrupted." She states calmly "Silver, Vanessa is not going to know it is you, just try and calm down."

"Girls, Vanessa is on her way up, get to your spots!" Pixal and I quickly walk to stand on either side of Mr. Borg

The elevator dings and Vanessa steps out

"Vanessa, welcome."

"Thank you. It's so nice to see you again, Cyrus!" She exclaims, leaning down to hug him

"You too. So, shall we sit?" He motions to the table that his been set up in the centre of the room

"Just a minute, I want to see your robots." She examines Pixal

"Hello, Vanessa, I am Pixal." Pixal smiles and shakes Vanessa's hand

"Hello, Pixal." She then moves to me

"And what's your name?" She examines me a lot closer than she did Pixal

"My name is Ava, it is a pleasure to meet you, Vanessa. Mr. Borg has told us great things about you." I smile, just like Pixal showed me earlier

"Oh, really? How flattering. It's very nice to meet you too, Ava." She holds her hand out for me to shake. I shake it and she smiles and follows Mr. Borg to the table.

I look at Pixal, she gives me a thumbs-up. One of the guys must have taught that to her.

I let out a quiet breath of relief as we walk over to the table to accompany Vanessa and Mr. Borg

"So, Vanessa, would you like a coffee or a tea?" Mr. Borg asks

"A coffee would be great, thank you." She smiles warmly

"Pixal, two coffees please." Pixal nods and rushes over to the coffee machine in the corner of the room. She returns quickly

"Here you are." She sets the tray of coffee, milk and sugar down on the table

"Thank you." Vanessa takes her coffee off of the tray and brings it to her lips. She likes black coffee? Ew...

"I see you've done very well for yourself. Mayor." Vanessa smiles sweetly -that's a smile I've never seen on her face before- and sets her mug on the table, keeping her hands clasped around it tightly. Mr. Borg chuckles slightly and stirs milk and a sugar into his coffee

"Well, I can't deny that fact. If you don't mind me asking, how has your work at the Veterinary office going?" Vanessa seems to avoid his eyes for only a second

"I can trust you, right Cyrus?" She asks, her grip on the coffee mug becoming tighter

"Of course, Vanessa." His voice is soft, comforting

"I lied. It never really was a Veterinary office... We're an institution dedicated to mutating humans into better versions of themselves, in order to create a better world." She looks away from him, almost as if she's afraid to see the expression on his face

"That's... Amazing. It is truly amazing." I feel my heart rate get quicker when I hear him praise her.

It's an act, Silver, get ahold of yourself.

"You really think so?" Her face lights up in excitement

"Definitely. I think it's a great idea. How are things going?" He asks, even though he knows very well how things are going

"Well... Not great... We have this one mutation, one that I created... She's starting a rebellion to try and fight against us..." She bites on her thumb nail

Mr. Borg takes a sip of his coffee "I see..."

"Yeah..." She sighs "Her name is Silver. She's such a pain, but..." She hesitates again "I'm actually really glad that she escaped last time. Our superior, Mr. Skies, was going to kill her, but she escaped the night before... D-don't tell anyone, okay?" She looks up to him with trusting eyes

"I wouldn't dream of it." Another sip of his coffee, she takes one too.

"I assume you're trying to end the rebellion, how is that going?"

"Poorly, we found their first hideout, but they've moved and we can't find them anywhere..." She sighs again "They seem really strong. They forced us to kill all of the mutations that were supposed to live in our new world. We can't even hope to kill 86% of the humans on earth off with them on the rise." Her voice seems angry, but her face does not

"I'm very sorry to hear that. I hope things get better."

"Cyrus, we're supposed to kill off all people with a political position or a position of power, but I think I'm going to request that we keep you alive." Mr. Borg looks surprised before he smiles

"I am very honoured. I thank you with all of my heart." He touches her hand with his. She blushes and looks away

"O-oh, no need to thank me."

"Are you feeling hungry? I can have Ava fetch us some snacks." She nods

"That would be great, thank you."

"Ava, please prepare snack for our guest and I." I nod

"Yes, Mr. Borg." I turn and begin to walk over to the counter Pixal got their coffee from

"What nice manners." Vanessa speaks cheerfully

I have no idea what to do!

I begin to panic, Mr. Borg seems to notice

"Oh Ava, I'm terribly sorry. I forgot that we're still training you. Pixal, could you help her, please."

"Yes, Mr. Borg." She quickly makes her way over to me. Quick, what would a robot say

"My apologies, Mr. Borg." I bow my head

"No, it was my fault, Ava. Do not fret." I lift my head and see him smiling apologetically

"Thank you." I turn to Pixal

"You're so good to your robots!" Vanessa's tone of voice makes it sound like she admires him for that. Might she?

"You must order food from the cooks on the fifth floor." She takes the phone off of the wall and dials a series of numbers.

In a matter of minutes many snacks and treats are sent up in the elevator. We serve them, and they eat.

They eat, talk, laugh. Soon, she has to leave

"I look forward to seeing you again." Mr. Borg says, smiling

"As do I." She looks at the floor, as if contemplating something. Suddenly, she leans down and presses her lips to Mr. Borg's

I let out a small gasp.

"Goodbye, Cyrus." She smiles, light pink dusting her cheeks, as well as his

"G-goodbye, Vanessa." She steps into the elevator and waves at him as the doors close.

"I see you two definitely have some history." I cover my smirk with my hand

"I didn't think she felt that way."

"Mr. Borg, it was totally obvious that she likes you."

"Oh, was it? Well, I've never been great with women. Come on, let's go see the boys." He quickly changes the subject, pushing the button for the second elevator.

I sigh, they can't fall for each other... What if they do?