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"And now you will have to take care of yourself..."
"But I'm not ready Master! I can't... I won't! YOU WON'T MAKE ME!"
That was the last thing the ill tempered red head had screamed towards the one she loved... Right before he died in her own arms. She had lost someone she would have spent the rest of her days with... Every waking moment would have been spent with him, and she would have made it so.
But now she had no idea where she was... She threw herself into the void of all realms, letting herself be tugged towards any place she found fitting... But, being unconscious is kind of hard to find where you are, is it not?
The ill tempered rer head lifted herself in a groggy fashion, then cried out at the pain she felt in her chest... It was all irrational. She touched her chest and found no open wound, but her breath sped up and her eyes snapped open. The vibrant emerald was washed to a gray, and she had trouble breathing. Casting her arms around of herself, she held her ribs together so she wouldn't burst like a warhead would once set off.
Pulling herself into reality, she whimdered and bit at her lower lip out of bad habit... Even if she was bio-evolutionized and created to be the "perfect fighter" she had argued to keep her emotions and her eye color and hair color... The only things changed were her abilities and her skin tone. She was extremely pale. If she dyed her hair white, stripped, and closed her eyes and kept her mouth closed, she could hide by just laying down in the snow.
Breathing kept getting harder so she made herself smack herself in the face. She gasped and felt the skin turn bright red. She knew she was awake, but the pain pulled her away from the memories. Standing, she winced.
"I must have been out for a while... My legs feel like jell-o..."
Chuckling at herself, she sat back down and stretched out her legs then laid down and stretched out the rest of her body. It felt marvelous, and she wasn't about to move so she let herself lay there until someone came across her or she felt like moving.