Gissar scream at the top of her lungs the second she knew she was out of ear shot 
of Blake. She didn't even know what she yelled, but she knew it made alot of 
sense. She had been betrayed yet agian. Was love even worth this shit? Was it 
worth it or was it another one of the worlds great lies? Didn't matter, to her it 
was another set back in her miserable life. How could mortals deal with this 
shit, besides heartbreak, she could also feel guilte. It wasn't for anything she 
had done as a Phyrexian, but she knew that was soon to follow. This was a guilty 
feeling for takeing or attempting to take wasn't hers. 

She looked at her surroundings, at the clear crystals all about her. The glimour 
and shine off of each gave her a dull reflection of her form. She gazed at it for 
awhile sobing to herself as she did. "This isn't me!" She snapped at the image, 
"This is just a shell, what gives me the right to parade around in this form..." 

She stared longer into the darkness, she noticed the river of tears streaming 
down her face as she looked at herself. "IT'S JUST A F***ING ILLUSION!" She 
scream as she transformed into her insectiod body. She gazed back at the crystal, 
at the form that brought her all the pain. At the bing that brought death.She 
stared at it for a long time. 

"This isn't me ethier, I'm not a machine! I'm not a damn Machine! I can think for 
myself!" She stared at it agian before shattering the weak crystal. As the shards 
filled the air she could see her form stareing back at her, taunting her. She 
struck agian and agian. Each strike working her more into a frenzy. Hard and 
Harder, make small and smaller peices, until she could strike no more. When she 
was finished, shards littered the ground and on large peice of glassy metarial 
gazed at her and peirced her soul. She screamed as she looked upon her face 
agian. 

"WHY CAN'T I JUST BE HUMAN!"