She eyed to her left and saw Lady Pricia rushing towards her with a worried look on her face. 'I swear I heard someone crying…' A little girl's voice reached Mary's ears. Perhaps if she waited long enough, the energy would drain again and she'd not have to face the fact that she'd get to live a life without her master. Even if she had recovered her energy, her own injuries and her lack of will to live didn't allow her to stand up and move. She noticed she had the master key tied around her neck, in case she needed a recharge she could search for an alternate source of power on her own. Mary cried violently as her body recovered some of its energy. She cried, as she saw her master walking to his death and she was taken to safety against her will. She knew she had a reserve of energy stored somewhere in her body, but Machina surely programmed it not to kick in in case of an emergency. Her eyes were seeing red as her beloved master disappeared from her sight, but she could not fight the bird's grip at all. She cried, as she felt the giant Phoenix claws latching around her waist and elevating her from the ground. She couldn't do anything, not even talk back so that he'd let her stay. Mary whimpered and felt so weak on her knees as his arms left her side, but she could not reach him. 'I'm so sorry.' He kissed her forehead before putting his mask back on and embraced her with caution, procuring not to infuse any of his energy into her by accident. 'This is goodbye, Mary.' He caressed her hair, like he always did when she was in pain to comfort her. It was the exact opposite of it: she felt such joy she could have found a purpose in life, that her broken, sick, horrible body could have something good and useful for them. She cried, and sadly, Machina interpreted it as if she was saddened and angered for being used in such a way. If she could be useful to him in any way, it was more than good enough. She was sure of it, and she was willing to help him as long as he didn't shove her away like her parents had done.

She wasn't angry and it wasn't like she hadn't noticed she was being experimented on. 'Master…' she managed to move her fingers, but her arms would not go up high enough to grab his hands, resting on her cheeks. 'Yes… I've been using you for ten years straight. Your body is incredibly compatible with the mechanical parts we've been working for many years.' 'I kept you in the lab so that I could continue the experiments. Afterwards, you'd have survived with a monthly infusion of willpower to your artificial organs, but nothing else.' He confessed, lowering his head in shame. 'You only needed the very first year of treatment. 'W-what are you talking about, Master?' She kept trying to move, but her limbs wouldn't respond to her commands. 'If I tell you this now, I'll be able to go with my conscience clean, but I ask you not to forgive me for any of it, Mariabella.' 'What I did to you was inhuman and I should have told you the truth many years ago.' He explained as they were concealed beneath his improvised barrier, before the whole thing ignited.

She whined in silence as she muttered her master's name in pain, as if she was a lost child who could not find her parents. The memories of their last seconds together broke her heart as she replayed them on her head, and the tears streamed down her face without being able to stop. Mary felt betrayed and she felt as if any will to live she had had left her body the moment her Master forced her to escape the scene. He'd rather die before using her for her destined purpose in life. She was alone and her Master had deemed her completely useless for him.

She laid on the grassy meadow with tears in her eyes, completely sprawled as if she was a broken rag doll.

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