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Lol originally I was going to have it that she was just unconscious or critically wounded but what with the head smashing I had to improvise.
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For better or worse? That's the real question.
DMA HQ, Upstate New York
October 29, 2029
3:00am
First came the pain, the incomprehensible pain as an insane amount of pressure was felt in her skull. A burning feeling followed, it was as if her entire body was in a fire. She was practically screaming as she trashed around in agony. The operating table restraints stopped her from flying off the table. What was strange was that she couldn't see out of one eye. Suddenly a group of doctors rushed into the room, one of them began shouting orders to the others before checking on her to see her status. "She's not supposed to be awake, quickly! Inject the anesthestic!", the doctor ordered to his assistants. Mallory entered the operating room with a concerned look on her face, Mallory held her hand as she screamed so hard until she made no noise at all. Suddenly a stabbing pain jolted up her arm, she looked to her arm to find the anesthetic had been introduced into her bloodstream and in a matter of moments she was unconscious again. She had no dreams, no memories, only fragments of fragments, feelings felt from past events however she could not associate them with a visual representation. She felt fear, pain, and sorrow at first. Then came anger and hate but she did not know wat causes it. Finally came pain once more but unlike the first, here it was worse but shorter.
When she awoke she was restrained to a hospital bed but it was clear she wasn't in a hospital for the facility was too high tech. She struggled to get out of her restraints but to no avail instead the noise signalled those outside the room to enter. Mallory burst into the room with a straight face but with worry in her eyes. She didn't know who Mallory was but she had the feeling they had some sort of relationship. Finally, after looking her over, Mallory spoke,"Its been months how do you feel"
"I feel like shit but who are you? More importantly, who am I?"
"I was told you'd have no memory, I'll have you given a run down of what's happened and who you are later. Right now you need to rest, the facial reconstruction isn't complete yet?"
"The fuck do you mean 'facial reconstruction'? What happened to me?!"
Mallory was hesitant at first but after a brief moment pulled out her phone and turned on the front camera. Her face was destroyed. What they were able to rebuild was perfect but the part they hadn't completed yet showed everything. Her skull, or at least the exposed portion of it, was replaced with metal. The exposed site was bloody and she looked like a monster. She quickly threw the phone and it shattered upon colliding with the wall. Mallory sighed but quickly got over it as shed simply have another one provided for her. "What happened to me?!", she screamed in rage before breaking out on tears. The tear droplets felt lke acid burning her as they slide down her face. Mallory aid nothing at first but finally spoke, "You are a DMA agent. You were, technically killed, but I pulled a few favors and had you brought back...you're welcome"
She shook as soon as she heard that statement. She had died?! How? And why was she brought back? "Why?..", was all that she said before attempting to feel her exposed skull. It was strange, the metal skull could feel pain and she felt every agonizing moment after touching it.
"You're important to the DMA. To important to let die when your work has just begun. It took three months with the best minds combined with the best in cybernetics to bring you back. Even so you'd never gain your old memories, that section of the brain was destroyed. Despite that you should still have all the skills you learned so once you fully recover you'll be put back into the field. This time with a competent partner"
There was a long silence as she stared down as the hospital bed. She died but was brought back to do what? Why? She had no memories of who she was, a second chance at life the question was if she wanted a second chance. "What's my name?", she asked without looking up. Mallory didn't reply immediately but after some thought so answered, "Your name is Pariah".
October 29, 2029
3:00am
First came the pain, the incomprehensible pain as an insane amount of pressure was felt in her skull. A burning feeling followed, it was as if her entire body was in a fire. She was practically screaming as she trashed around in agony. The operating table restraints stopped her from flying off the table. What was strange was that she couldn't see out of one eye. Suddenly a group of doctors rushed into the room, one of them began shouting orders to the others before checking on her to see her status. "She's not supposed to be awake, quickly! Inject the anesthestic!", the doctor ordered to his assistants. Mallory entered the operating room with a concerned look on her face, Mallory held her hand as she screamed so hard until she made no noise at all. Suddenly a stabbing pain jolted up her arm, she looked to her arm to find the anesthetic had been introduced into her bloodstream and in a matter of moments she was unconscious again. She had no dreams, no memories, only fragments of fragments, feelings felt from past events however she could not associate them with a visual representation. She felt fear, pain, and sorrow at first. Then came anger and hate but she did not know wat causes it. Finally came pain once more but unlike the first, here it was worse but shorter.
When she awoke she was restrained to a hospital bed but it was clear she wasn't in a hospital for the facility was too high tech. She struggled to get out of her restraints but to no avail instead the noise signalled those outside the room to enter. Mallory burst into the room with a straight face but with worry in her eyes. She didn't know who Mallory was but she had the feeling they had some sort of relationship. Finally, after looking her over, Mallory spoke,"Its been months how do you feel"
"I feel like shit but who are you? More importantly, who am I?"
"I was told you'd have no memory, I'll have you given a run down of what's happened and who you are later. Right now you need to rest, the facial reconstruction isn't complete yet?"
"The fuck do you mean 'facial reconstruction'? What happened to me?!"
Mallory was hesitant at first but after a brief moment pulled out her phone and turned on the front camera. Her face was destroyed. What they were able to rebuild was perfect but the part they hadn't completed yet showed everything. Her skull, or at least the exposed portion of it, was replaced with metal. The exposed site was bloody and she looked like a monster. She quickly threw the phone and it shattered upon colliding with the wall. Mallory sighed but quickly got over it as shed simply have another one provided for her. "What happened to me?!", she screamed in rage before breaking out on tears. The tear droplets felt lke acid burning her as they slide down her face. Mallory aid nothing at first but finally spoke, "You are a DMA agent. You were, technically killed, but I pulled a few favors and had you brought back...you're welcome"
She shook as soon as she heard that statement. She had died?! How? And why was she brought back? "Why?..", was all that she said before attempting to feel her exposed skull. It was strange, the metal skull could feel pain and she felt every agonizing moment after touching it.
"You're important to the DMA. To important to let die when your work has just begun. It took three months with the best minds combined with the best in cybernetics to bring you back. Even so you'd never gain your old memories, that section of the brain was destroyed. Despite that you should still have all the skills you learned so once you fully recover you'll be put back into the field. This time with a competent partner"
There was a long silence as she stared down as the hospital bed. She died but was brought back to do what? Why? She had no memories of who she was, a second chance at life the question was if she wanted a second chance. "What's my name?", she asked without looking up. Mallory didn't reply immediately but after some thought so answered, "Your name is Pariah".
Both me and Liocalset are stuck until smartly returns Aaaaaaaaaaahh!
"That so? Well we'll have to put that to the test. Later though, for now we find ourselves a place to relax with a pint in hand. That is if you can handle your drink?", Irisara glanced at Cypher with a mocking tone in her voice. She didn't doubt that Cypher could drink, gods knew she was drinking at his age. Looking around the room Irisara spotted a table with a keg sitting atop it, almost charging through the mob she made it to the and quickly filled a mug. Unfortunately it wasn't to her liking as she poured the rest of it onto the ground. "What is this? Might as well be puss!", letting out a sigh of disappointment she looked back towards where she left her team. Waving them over she waited for them to get to her. "If there's nothing here then it looks like we're going out for drinks", she smiled at the thought, it'd be just like a night on the town with the crew.
Ok thats it I'm posting something to get us moving again, if it's shit I'm sorry.
It wasn't long after Cole returned from his walk did Jessica come over to talk to him. He knew she wanted to get back into the fight, to be honest Cole wanted to do the same. However he knew the risks if they got into another fight with the DMA, it was this same reason that he got put on their high-priority tatget list. He smirked at Jessica's question before answering, "75% of the gifted population in the city has been killed. The other 25% is either hiding or in the process of being hunted. Our little group isn't strong enough to take on a battalion of Wardens. To be honest I'm surprised Cia took the one at the blacksite out so quickly. No, while I'd love to help I doubt we can actually free the city. We'd be better off smuggling the surviving gifted out of the city but even then we'd need a big enough group to orchestrate it. We could try going to The Conclave, they must have some agents already trying to relocate the survivors". It was all so frustrating, if he could he'd put that plan into action right now if he could. Unfortunately, Ace was sick and he wasn't going anywhere till she got better. He made a promise to Jack and he was going to keep it, besides Cole looks after his kin unlike the Wardens. The thought of Pariah and the amount of Gifted she captured and killed caused an anger to rise in Cole. He clenched his fist but focused on keeping his powers powers down, he didn't want to accidentally drain Jessica if she got to close. Calming himself he spoke again, "Once Ace is feeling better we can work on getting into the city. The bridges will still be up by the time she gets better...anyways, how've you been? Can't imagine that time in the blacksite was pleasant"
Perhaps collab?
Now the wait for smarty begins...
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