[] Ling Xia
Your vision wavers a bit, the edges blurry despite the bright light shining into your cornea. Your head is still a hazy mess of thought and sensations that you haven't felt in a long time, but you force your way through the mess and find the answer to what you've been asked.
"Ling... Xia..." you breathe. "Captain... Ling Xia."
"Correct." the woman's lips twitch upward, pleased. "Remarkable rate of cognitive recovery despite prolonged time spent in stasis. If such recovery speed continues, subject will be back to combat-ready status within a day."
"Get a wheelchair." the barret wearing man barks to one of the other armed men. "And a towel and a set of clean clothes. I don't want her stinking up the ride home." he turns away, a hand reaching up to his right ear. "All units, this is General Houston. Package is secure, prepare for dustoff. All personnel..."
"Undo the restraints, Professor." the woman orders. "We must get her moving. The sooner, the better."
The scientist nods and scrambles to you, undoing the large set of locks and metal clamps that encase your limbs and parts of your midsection. You look down and realize that you're naked, with various wires and tubes connected or taped to your body. You find it strange that you can't feel them, since quite a few of them clearly pierce your skin at certain parts. The scientist pulls them out one by one, slowly and carefully.
"Where..." you rasp. "Where am I?"
"Containment Facility Prometheus." the woman tells you without preamble. "A small mobile prison and proving ground for prototype medical equipment. It was built in the aftermath of Operation Wasteland..."
Operation Wasteland. The words strike a chord in you. It means something to you, something significant. Important. You search deep in you mind for answers and find-
Fire.
Death.
The screams of the dead and dying. A battle fought in the shadow of a weapon that could bring the world to its knees, against a mad man who had nothing to lose and everything to gain, with a group of misfits turned heroes by your side.
You remember winning that fight; killing the mad man and deactivating that dreaded weapon a second too late. Half a nation turned to ash. Hundreds of thousands dead. But better thousands than millions, you reasoned. Better late than never, they agreed. It's okay, you did the best you could and that is more than anyone had any right to ask for.
You remember the journey home, anticipating at least a quiet welcome and pat on the back for a job well done. Intending to retire and start a family like you always wanted. Instead-
Spotlights. Loaded guns. Shouting and ridiculous orders. You and yours were placed under arrest for the crime of being who you were.
You resisted. They fired. They died. They all died. All of them. ALL OF THEM-
You blink and find the General talking with the other woman in hushed and heated whispers. Half a dozen armed soldier surround you, their weapons aimed at your mostly restrained form. The scientist, Professor Pierre, is nowhere to be seen. You can't hear anything the General and the mystery woman say, but you don't have to. You know enough to form your own reasonably logical conclusions.
You reach in yourself and find that screaming, railing voice in your head that's been trying to reach you. Trying to get you to listen. Trying to tell you that you aren't alone and that the others are still here. Waiting.
You take a deep breath, and focus.
The floor rumbles and then bursts as a dozen pipes rupture at once. Various kinds of fluids, from coolant to fuel to sewage explode and send shrapnel flying with concussive force. Those in the way are peppered with shrapnel and die before their bodies hit the ground. Weapons are ripped from tight grasps, some destroyed while some are sent flying. The once pristine walls are painted a menagerie of colors and the room is permeated with every horrible smell imaginable. The restraints holding you down malfunction and open without a hitch.
You grab one of the intact weapons from one of the downed soldiers and make your way to the two prone individuals in the room.
"My team and I were put into stasis under majority vote of the United Earth Government." you start. "I was not to be released for a long time, and yet here you are letting me out of my cage. And boy do I have questions for you both."
Choose one:
[] General Houston
- [] What's been happening while you were in stasis?
- [] Where is the rest of your team?
[] The mystery woman
- [] Who is she?
- [] Who sent her here?
[] Escape
- [] Fight ouy
- [] Sneak out
Gained: 1x Gauss Rifle
] Noh Yu
