Xolvar
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Kaijuko opens her eyes. Her head is still woozy from the explosion. Such a foolish decision to dive in by herself into such unknown water, even with her powers. She was lucky that the blast didn't kill her, again thanks to her durability. She tries to move, finding it hard to do. Guess she's still too weak for that.
She forces her groggy head to remember what had happened. Oh yes, she was in the control room when a mini sub containing her subordinates suddenly disappeared from radar, so she decided to dive in herself. Her powers gave her some confidence, despite knowing that it's a desperate and stupid plan. She fought a squid monster thing, got caught in the ink cloud, and accidentally hit a sea mine. Should've repaired the drone, she tells herself. This crap won't happen if we were better at keeping our stuffs together. Now her blurry eyes have regained their function. She looks around. She's in a stark white and clean room, with a smell not unlike a medical bay. She looks to her side, and sees several medical apparatuses and a monitor displaying heads up vital statistic display.
I'm being cared for. Cool displays, by the way, she tells herself. But why is this place so cold?. She leans down, and her eyes widens. She's not dressed in a comfy gown and tucked in a sheet. Instead, she's dressed in two piece swimwear she wears under the wetsuit and lying on a bare metal stretcher with straps winched tight around her body. Her arms and ankles are held on place by futuristic looking handcuffs melded into the stretcher. On her left arm are red needle marks. She growls, her strength seemingly returning, but she's helpless against the cuffs. She takes a better look at the heads up display, and sees some of her personal infos and a DNA diagram. A blur confirmation appears in her head, and she doesn't like it.
"THIS AIN'T HOW YOU TREAT YOUR PATIENTS!!" she shouts. No replies or signs of life. Suddenly, she hears someone's coming.
[This is a SFW superhero/sci fi story, so consider this as such. Thank you and I'm waiting for your reply. Let us learn together, for I'm new in this. P.s. Sorry for the inaccurate picture. I can't find the correct one]
She forces her groggy head to remember what had happened. Oh yes, she was in the control room when a mini sub containing her subordinates suddenly disappeared from radar, so she decided to dive in herself. Her powers gave her some confidence, despite knowing that it's a desperate and stupid plan. She fought a squid monster thing, got caught in the ink cloud, and accidentally hit a sea mine. Should've repaired the drone, she tells herself. This crap won't happen if we were better at keeping our stuffs together. Now her blurry eyes have regained their function. She looks around. She's in a stark white and clean room, with a smell not unlike a medical bay. She looks to her side, and sees several medical apparatuses and a monitor displaying heads up vital statistic display.
I'm being cared for. Cool displays, by the way, she tells herself. But why is this place so cold?. She leans down, and her eyes widens. She's not dressed in a comfy gown and tucked in a sheet. Instead, she's dressed in two piece swimwear she wears under the wetsuit and lying on a bare metal stretcher with straps winched tight around her body. Her arms and ankles are held on place by futuristic looking handcuffs melded into the stretcher. On her left arm are red needle marks. She growls, her strength seemingly returning, but she's helpless against the cuffs. She takes a better look at the heads up display, and sees some of her personal infos and a DNA diagram. A blur confirmation appears in her head, and she doesn't like it.
"THIS AIN'T HOW YOU TREAT YOUR PATIENTS!!" she shouts. No replies or signs of life. Suddenly, she hears someone's coming.
[This is a SFW superhero/sci fi story, so consider this as such. Thank you and I'm waiting for your reply. Let us learn together, for I'm new in this. P.s. Sorry for the inaccurate picture. I can't find the correct one]
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