His previous master had locked him away for years. Kept in the dark from the rest of the universe. Fed information only his master wanted him to know. He saw the bravery of man on-board the Fateful Moment, witnessing their ability to survive and their depth of compassion. He had been wronged and lied to. The creatures that hungered for humankind were the enemy, not the heroic Titans and all they fought to protect. They had saved him from more than just certain doom, they had given him the greatest gift one can give a being such as him. They had given him a reason to fight, they had given him his freedom. Artemis had forged a new body for himself, melding his artificial mind into a construct of metal and anger, capable of unleashing his mighty vengeance on the Beast. But one question still remained in the minds and on the lips of his saviors. Could they trust him?
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About the Author
He is horrible at promoting himself. He is also well aware of is uncanny resemblance to a hairy turnip. One of the first men to ever eat his way out of trouble, he is a lover of all things Science Fiction, and would love to be abducted by aliens one day. Although he dreads the idea of anal probing, he realizes that he might have to take one for the team to get out of the galaxy. Can be found in his study, secretly drawing unicorns with his most favorite crayons. "Who has my blue crayon?" can often be heard echoing throughout his humble home.