### *Tobias: The Mirror of Blueberry*

Tobias stood in the center of Virtuoso’s base, his heart racing as the evidence from their infiltration uploaded to the console. Blueberry sat nearby, her blue eyes flickering with faint light as her systems worked to repair the damage she’d sustained during the fight with the rogue nindroid. 

Virtuoso moved quietly around the room, her sharp red eyes scanning the data on the screen. “The rogue escaped, but the information we recovered should give us a lead.”

“Yeah,” Tobias said, his tail flicking nervously. “But who are they really? Why do they look exactly like Blue?”

Blueberry straightened, her movements slower than usual. “I have a theory,” she said, her voice calm but edged with tension. “And I think you’re not going to like it.”

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### *A Shocking Revelation*

Virtuoso turned toward Blueberry, her gaze narrowing. “What are you talking about?”

Blueberry tapped the console, bringing up a schematic of the rogue nindroid. It was an exact replica of her design, down to the smallest detail. She gestured to a logo faintly imprinted on the nindroid’s internal architecture—a logo Tobias recognized immediately.

“That’s... Miyu Industries,” Tobias said, his voice low. His ears flattened as anger bubbled up in his chest. “Miyu’s company? She made that thing?”

Blueberry nodded, her voice steady but grim. “Miyu Industries was once contracted by Starfleet to develop advanced nindroids for logistics and security. I was the result of that project. But before Starfleet discontinued the program, Miyu secretly created a second prototype—an ‘improved’ version of me.”

Virtuoso’s claws tapped rhythmically against her arm. “The rogue.”

“Exactly,” Blueberry said. “Starfleet rejected the rogue nindroid’s design because it was too independent, too dangerous. They shut down the project and ordered all prototypes dismantled. But Miyu kept the rogue and reactivated them after the project ended.”

Tobias’s claws dug into the console. “So Miyu made them? And now they’re using that thing to frame my parents and sabotage Starfleet?”

“It’s more than that,” Blueberry said. “The rogue nindroid isn’t acting alone. Miyu’s company is using them to destabilize the Grand Cross Trade Route. Controlling that route would give Miyu Industries unimaginable power over intergalactic commerce.”

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### *A Growing Threat*

Virtuoso paced the room, her red eyes glowing as she processed the revelation. “This isn’t just about your parents, Tobias. Miyu’s targeting Starfleet itself. If they succeed, they’ll control trade, logistics, and security for the entire sector.”

Tobias’s fists clenched. “And my parents are just pawns in their game.”

Blueberry’s gaze softened. “I’m sorry, Tobias. Miyu’s been pulling strings for a long time. Your parents were an easy scapegoat because of their involvement in Starfleet logistics. But this isn’t over. We have enough evidence now to expose her—and the rogue nindroid.”

Virtuoso nodded. “We need to get this to Admiral Castor immediately. If she sees this, she’ll have no choice but to take action against Miyu Industries.”

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### *A New Determination*

As the team prepared the data for transmission, Tobias felt a wave of determination wash over him. The rogue nindroid wasn’t just a shadow of Blueberry—it was a weapon created by someone who had already tried to destroy everything Tobias cared about. 

“This ends with Miyu,” Tobias said, gripping his war hammer tightly. “She’s hurt too many people already.”

“And she won’t stop,” Virtuoso added. “Unless we stop her first.”

Blueberry placed a hand on Tobias’s shoulder, her blue eyes glowing softly. “We will stop her. Together.”

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### *A Clearer Path*

As the data transfer began, Tobias felt a flicker of hope. They had uncovered the truth about the rogue nindroid and Miyu’s role in the conspiracy. Now, it was time to bring it all to light and finally clear his parents’ names.

“This isn’t just about me or my family,” Tobias said, his voice steady. “It’s about everyone Miyu’s hurt. And we’re going to make sure she doesn’t get away with it.”

Virtuoso smirked. “You’re finally thinking like a hero, Tobias.”

Blueberry nodded. “Because he is one.”

As the team set their sights on their next mission, Tobias felt a renewed sense of purpose. The fight wasn’t over, but for the first time, the path forward was clear—and he was ready to face whatever came next.