~The Bride~

The evil doctor Vulnavia shouts as her bride eyes opens. Unclasping the metal restraints she helps her creation sit up on the bed of the molecular reconstruction animator device. Eyes and head darting back and forth in quick short bursts like a bird. As her motor coordination improves, her staccato like movements become more fluid. Helping her off the device she stands shakily. Quivering on unsteady legs at first, but its not long before she is moving, walking, with what can only be described as the gracefulness of an aquatic animal.
"Betta", Dr. Vulnavia whispers, looking on as her creation sees her mate for the first time and glides towards him.
"Betta is what I will call you", she says, "as you remind me of the beautiful Betta fish".
"My beautiful Siamese Betta Fish".