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Champions of Battle: AD7 – Awakening #6

AD7 had some doubts about them.  It was apparent that they were responsible for her being here.  Why she was here was still a mystery.  All but one of them wore cloaks completely hiding their form from her, not a good first impression.  She could only tell their heights.  The shortest one seemed to be their leader.  She had spoken for the group before and the other cloaked figures seemed to flank her.

AD7 looked at the leader to address the group on the other side of the glass, “What do you want me to,” AD7 moved as she addressed them and only to noticed she had the barest of coverings, “Where are my clothes?!”  She covered herself as best she could with the sheet provided but it was really thin.

The short one handed the microphone to the one without the cloak.  “They must have been destroyed in the explosion,” he said calmly.

“What explosion?”  She remembered no explosion, only sitting and enjoying a drink.  A sudden fright to her left, then she was here.

“You’re waking up in a Rejuvenation Center.”

That was a possible explanation, a Rejuvenation Center.  Then she was killed in an explosion.  That also explains the machines and why she was so thirsty.  She was never one to take dangerous missions.  What could cause the explosions?  She could not remember!

The leader says something to the others.  The two larger cloaked figures and the uncloaked male leave the room.  The leader takes off her cloak while she and the other female go into the room with AD7.  AD7’s suspicions were confirmed.  This lady was really short, much shorter than average.  Her skin was black as soot with large golden spots everywhere.  She had a normal looking grey tunic.  The only thing strange about it was that it was covered in large black characters.  They seemed familiar but she could not read them.

Without her cloak, her guns became much more apparent.  Her muscles were unnatural for the average woman.  She had to be a dangerous fighter.  She also had four blasters and two daggers holstered to her body.  Her serious gaze radiated beauty and her eyes glowed slightly with an electric blue hue.

They walked into the room and the leader placed her cloak onto AD7.  Now covered and slightly more private, AD7 felt a little more comfortable talking to her.  Their leader continued, “My name is Tirzah Hang.  We represent the city of Sanity.  Our best builder has gone and you are the best suited to help us,” she paused reading the look on AD7’s face, “I’m sorry for your confusion.  We will help you piece your life together.  However, we really need your help if you are willing.”

AD7 still had her doubts but was quick to decide.  They had already helped her so much and have promised to help her more.  Maybe the cloaks were just some kind of uniform.  The least she could do was to help them as best she could.  “Okay, sure.  Consider it a ‘thank you’ for bringing me back.”

“Thank you Aa Dee Seven.  We will see what we can do to help you discover who you were and help you get used to the changes.”

“Changes?”

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Champions of Battle: AD7 – Awakening #5

AD7’s body was stiff, cold.  Royal could see why Cyd described her as a mannequin.  She felt AD7’s skin; it did not feel at all like a living person.  Her eyes locked in horror, were still looking in the same direction.  At least she wasn’t looking in their direction anymore.

After marking her location in the computer system, Cyd signaled the retrieval network and walked GarDNAnge1 back to the lobby.  There was another employee there now.  He saw them all and gave a questioning look.  It seemed as though patrons were not usually allowed in the back room.  However, the worker was busy with other patrons.  He did not have time to ask about them.  Cyd lead them around the counter and into the employee area.

By the time they reached the reanimation area, AD7’s body was being prepared.  They could see her through the window that separated them from the recovery room.  Large machines surrounded her.  They scanned her body for the most likely places to monitor her vitals.  Once found, small devices attached themselves to her.

The group was surrounded by machines too.  These machines read her vitals to make sure everything about her reanimation went well.  Cyd directed them to stand in a corner where they would not be in the way.  With all the machines and information around them, it seemed like he would need help, until they saw him at work.

He hovered around all the controls with expert precision, mumbling slightly to himself.  “Machine retrieval complete.  Alright, vital scanners in position?”

It made since what he was talking about.  There was obviously an order to this process.  They looked at AD7 through the window.  Her body was still in the same position.  However, she was hanging by her legs with her back towards the ground.  The machines had a hold of her joints and supported her back.  Monitors were stuck to her head, fingers, and feet.

“Tissue relaxer,” he said while pushing a few buttons on another control panel.  AD7’s muscles relaxed at his final tap on the machine.  Slowly at first, then they suddenly went completely limp.  She laid hanging by the machines grip for a short while.  Cyd rushed to another machine where he used the controls to lay her down softly.

“Fluid replacement.”  The machines that held her arms for so long retracted back to the walls.  They were replaced by other machines with needles.

“Oh Kay,” Cyd said with ease.  Clearly in his element he looked at Royal, “Princess was it?  There is a red lever on the machine right next to you.  When I give you the signal, I need you to raise it slowly.”

Royal looked at Tirzah for permission.  Tirzah instead had the other two back away from Royal slightly giving her the distance she needed.

Royal found the lever and held it, “I’m ready.”

The needles pierced her skin a little at a time.  Cyd was very careful.   Obviously this was a delicate step.  He gave Royal the signal and she obeyed his order to the letter.  AD7’s body showed notable difference as blood and water filled their places.  It became thicker and looked much more like a living person’s.

“Blood pressure is optimal,” he said working levers of his own, “Water is also optimal.  Thanks Princess, please lower the lever.”  Royal nodded as she obeyed.

“Lower level brain functions reboot,” at this she received light electric shocks from the table.  It seemed odd until the machines monitoring her circulation and brain functions started beeping.

“Heart rate, circulation, brain activity, alright,” Cyd said turning to them quite pleased, “we’re done.  She will be quite disoriented for a while.  Please try not to push her too hard.  Make sure she drinks plenty of water.  She will have a great deal of lost memories.  Her brain was almost completely destroyed when they picked her up, but items from her past could remind her of who she was.”  The machines beeped again.  This time Cyd seemed surprised.  “She’s regaining consciousness faster than normal.  It should be only a little time before she…”

“Aaiiiiaaaah!!”  Cyd was cut off by a blood curling scream.  AD7 was awake and seemed to have had a terrible dream.  Her hands and legs instinctively went back to the sitting position as she screamed.  She looked to the left expecting to see something.  Then her limbs lay back onto the table.  Her eyes focused and confused, were now conscious of the world around her.  “How did?  What?  Where am I?”

Cyd handed Tirzah a microphone.  She used it to speak with AD7, “Madam Aa Dee Seven.  We are team Guardian Angel.  We humbly request your aid.”

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Champions of Battle: AD7 – Awakening #4

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GarDNAnge1 had explored five levels below the lobby, thinking they had seen most of the stores.  Once in the elevator, they saw just how big the building was.  There were fifty levels below ground, and they were going to the bottom.

The elevator door opened.  In place of the reflecting metal doors they were presented with a cold, dimly lit room with bodies everywhere.  Not alive but not victims of a killing spree.  They were organized in neat rows; and with no glass, close enough to touch.

These bodies were much like the others upstairs, in the position of their demise.  However, these were completely whole.  Most were laying down, perhaps the victims of a battle.  Others seemed to die while doing normal activities; running, eating, playing cards.  Frozen in motion with nothing but basic coverings, they looked so alive but, not.

Royal couldn’t help but stop and stare to make sure they weren’t breathing.  It seemed as though any of them could move at any time.  Then a thought crossed her mind.  What if one of them gained consciousness while neglected down here?  They would be hungry and want to attack and eat anything they came across.  Who knows what horrible changes they would have gone through to survive in this place?

Cyd lead them trough the level.  The waxed black marble walls and large windows mirrored the rest of the building.  “This is where we keep our oldest entries.”  He sounded like he was giving a tour, “These entries have been completely repaired so hardly anyone comes down here.  We’ve been waiting for them to be retrieved but it’s been so long.  Maybe they’ve been forgotten.”

Oyintsa took up the rear.  He saw most of the party in front of him.  He turned to check on Royal to make sure she was doing well.  She was falling behinds again staring at another adventurer.  “Princess,” he shouted, startling her out of her daydream.       “Keep up!  We’re all here together.”  Soon after, she jogged to catch up.

Cyd continued to lead them to the rear of the massive level.  “They look alive don’t they?”  He said with not little pride as Royal caught up to them.  “These adventurers are more like mannequins in this state,” Cyd continued, “There are several steps in the reanimation process before they move and breath.”

They approached the rear most wall and turned to the left.  At the end of the pathway was an average looking young lady.  Slightly below average height, it seemed as though she had finished drinking out of a cup.  Her orange, yellow-spotted skin looked alive but like all others there she wasn’t breathing.  She looked to the left in horror, distantly in their direction.

“Here she is,” Cyd said as they approached, “She was found in the remains of a nasty bombing accident.  Rubin’s Trail was trying to bombard the Metal Fortress.  Unfortunately for her, there was a protective energy shield.  Most of the bombs exploded on the shield.  A few of them bounced off of the shield into town.  And well, here we are.”

“That was forty five years ago,” Tirzah said calmly almost to herself.  She looked at her handheld to pull up an image of AD7.

“How long have you worked here, exactly?”  Hachiro couldn’t help but ask.

“Not that long,” Cyd said, “Sometimes I get bored and read up on the entries.”

“IMAGE MATCH.” Tirzah’s handheld told them all they need to know.

“This is her,” Tirzah said satisfied, “How do we prepare for the next stages of her regeneration?”

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