Freelancer fanfic MIA pt (17)

As Michigan opened his eyes, all he could see was the pale blue sky. The smell of burning laid thick in the air and smoke bellowed up into the once crystal clear sky. He sat up and looked around. He was sat in a hole, a crater sunk deep into the earth. As he rose his head burned, he felt like there was a fire blazing in the back of his skull. He slowly climbed up the mud walls, struggling to keep a steady foot hold as the loose material crumbled under foot. Once at the top, he froze, completely still. He was trapped in his own personal hell, he was back where it all went wrong.
In front of him, stuck frozen in time was Mississippi as the bullet stole her life away. He was back on that planet, however heavily tainted through pain and suffering. The forest surrounding the base was no longer made of trees but of flames. The fire tainted everything with a red glow. Michigan breaks out of his trance and slowly walks, step by step, towards Mississippi. "Why..... WHY HERE!.... WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY ACHIEVE!" He falls to his knees in front of Mississippi, he claws at the ground in front of him and lets hid head fall limp
"Control" Mississippis body moves slowly to look at him directly in the eyes. Her golden orange visor was no longer there, only flames lashed out as if it was a monster inside trying to escape.
"GUUUH... WHAT THE!" Michigan falls backwards and scrambles away as Mississippi stands up and slowly walks towards him.
"It's simple really... your training made you able to resist being taken over by an AI... However... You're emotionally compromised, broken and torn apart.... I own you... "
"You're nothing like her are you?..."
"Of corse not.... Im better.... I guess you can say I'm a lot like the Goddess I'm named after..."
"What?"
"They call me Hera.... I was based off of Amanda although something wasn't right... The lead scientist tried to delete me but I wouldn't let him... he ended up falling to his death in a terrible 'accident'"
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!!!" Michigan can run no further, his back is to the wall.
"We need your mind, all that knowledge locked in there, and your skills will be most useful. Oh and don't worry, I'll be sure to keep you up to date, maybe I'll let you watch.... For now though... welcome to hell" Mississippi's helmet cracks open through the visor and down to the chest. The flame inside explodes out and engulfs Michigan. " This is going to fun"