Only when the Female Doctor cried out did everyone begin to notice the resemblance between the two.
On closer inspection, the strange gelatinous figure calling herself Master Aphra looked like Doctor Aphra aged ten years.
The eyes, the nose, the black hair—they could almost have been made from the same mold.
The Female Doctor was rotten to the core but looked adorable on the outside. The other woman, meanwhile, had a sinister look in her eyes, as though she wore her malice on her face.
If this were a fairy tale, she would have appeared in some eerie forest, ready to lure children away for genetic experiments.
Everyone looked from Doctor Aphra to Master Aphra and back again, heads swiveling.
"Master, she might be your mother. She may have turned into a gelatinous substance, but you look far too alike." Zero Three raised a hand to speak, then offered his reasoning. "From the standpoint of human genetics, you share a remarkable number of traits. That may be proof of a blood relationship."
"My mother died when I was little. My father took the whole family to an archaeological site and called it a vacation, but all he could think about was work. In the end, he abandoned us on that planet. I watched alien insects tear Mom to pieces while she was protecting me. So whatever this monster is, she is not my mother. BT, open fire!"
Aphra rattled off her past, gave the order in anger, and drew her own little blaster pistol to attack.
Robots obeyed orders, of course. BT immediately unleashed a full salvo. Dozens of missiles streaked toward the figure with white trails behind them, while the Gatling Gun poured out a barrage of blaster fire.
"Chelli Lorna Aphra, you would hurt your own mother?" The