Prologue

Before the Great Conflict, The Mass Rapid Transit Station of Sun District was a bustling transportation hub for citizens, businessmen, and tourists from other nations wanting to see the sites, and experience this once remarkable crown jewel of Southeast Asia Region has to offer. Now, it is still busy area, but instead of the former, the MRT station is now filled with men and women filthy and stained, heavily armed from a variety of weapons, and hope and excitement in their eyes. Tonight was a great night for every Militia fighter.

A young woman was laying down on the floor resting her head on her backpack passing the time while reading old world comic books on a super hero known as Captain America. Like the rest of her brothers and sisters in arms, she was coated with muck and grime on her skin and monthly clothing, which consisted of a sports sweatshirt with the name Scotland displayed at the top with he nations flag taking up much of the middle and their year of triumph, 2019, shown at the bottom. Ripped jeans, and dirt stained slip on shoes are the rest of her attire. Her face had few decorations of scars from dangerous labor, and fewer from combat. She had brown long hair wrapped in a ponytail with long bangs that did not even reach her turquoise eyes. Her preferred weapon, a modified semi-automatic bolt action rifle, rested on top of her backpack next to her. If it was something less important, like a raid or a quick firefight, she would be working on her sketches. But this was different. This was the one invasion that could end the Great Conflict once and for all with the Her people as the victors.

A jaunty chime gave the woman her full attention as she brought her eyes up to the ceiling where the ringing came from.

"Your attention, please." A woman's voice echoed through the clamored station. "For your own safety, Please stay behind the yellow line. Thank you for your cooperation!" Instead of being switch off, another woman's voice was replaced on the loud speaker this time in Mandarin, and next in Tamil. No longer interested, the woman went back to her comic.

A smile crept across her lips when she can hear some of her brothers and sisters cheering about this invasion.

"We're going to do it! We're- We're going to win!"

"Time for us to run this island!"

"Oh my god! I can't believe this! I- I never thought this day would come!"

Me neither, sister.

"Hey!" A familiar voice called out from all the nonstop chattering from others. Before she could look up, a bag crashed on the ground next to her followed by an asian young woman about her age hopping down to her feet in a criss cross position with a beaming smile on her face. "Wow, Dot. How many comics have you scavenged up?"

Dot looked up at her friend placing the comic on her chest. "This masterpiece I got in last weeks raid." She answered plainly. "You'd be surprise what those MDC's are hoarding up other than meds."

"Makes me wish I came with you." She reached into her pocket and pulled out an opened ration bar. "Wanna bite?"

Dot tore off a small piece and chewed nonstop until finally swallowing it. "Best piece I ever had." She said. "Must be the big day."

"Wow! Even you won't shut up about it!" Her friend shook her head.

"You'd rather have me bitch about working in the pump tunnels, Ice?" Dot countered.

Ice sighed ripping a big piece off her bar. "Point taken." She noticed Dot's face filled with worry. "Hey." Ice jabbed her in the arm. "What's up?"

Dot sighed. "What if..." She struggled to form words. "I just get the feeling we'll be walking into a bloodbath is all."

Ice scoffed. "Really?"

Dot looked she was in no mood to joke. "We may have the element of surprise, but... I don't know. I just get the feeling this is too good to be true."

This was an unusual way of thinking for Dot. Her and Ice have been in almost every engagement against The Defense Force from small party raids to bloody firefights in the Harbor District, and even when situations looked hopeless, Dot displayed an indomitable will never backing down and never giving up. She is devoted to this cause as any other brother and sister.

"I'm never going to give up." Dot assured her friend. "But... God, Ice... Lotta the fighting took place back home. Now here we are. In freaking Sun District! Not even a fight!"

Ice wrapped her arm around the young woman empathizing with what her partner is trying to tell her. "I know the feeling, man. I really do. It's gonna be rough, I won't lie, but we WILL win this. And when we do, it's going to be one hell of a party."

Dot merely nodded inhaling deeply through nose not even picking up her comic to try to preoccupy her mind.

"Hey, guys!" A man's voice called out to the two women with a different dialect. Both of them glanced up to see a young man with olive skin and messy curly hair walking to them with an RPG hanging on both of his shoulders with his arms folded over it.

Ice grinned. "Saved a spot for you, KO!" She shouted patting down on the ground next to her.

KO claimed his spot and placed his weapon on the floor. "Ugh! Man I hate the waiting, just let us get into the damn train!"

Dot smirked. "We could... If they were here."

"Fuck sakes, how hard is it to hack into the systems?" KO fell flat on his back groaning.

"If you wanna help it go faster, you can always go help." Dot picked up her comic again but was did not dismiss herself from talking. "Is Mei okay?" She asked carefully.

KO bit his lip. "She got socked in the head good, but the doctors patched her up good." He smiled and rubbed his eye roughly. "She's going to be okay, so I'm so happy."

Dot gave him a friendly jab glad hearing the good news. "Did they find out what it was yet?"

KO let out a goofy grin. "It's a boy."

"Yes!" Dot pumped her fist triumphantly.

"Bullshit!" Ice brought her hands up like they were both joking. "It isn't really a girl?"

"Nope." KO said. "I'm gonna have me a little troublemaker."

Dot rolled her eyes. "Poor Mei. She has to put up with both of you now."

A distant whirring sound made itself heard, and the MRT came to a complete stop at the station on the right side. Everyone cheered and were getting themselves psyched up, and a good amount of fighters began to board the train, but a lot of them were giving them hugs, kisses, and wishes of good luck.

"Shit! I gotta go!" KO hopped to his feet and clumsily snatched up his RPG and backpack. "Good luck, guys! Save some the fighting when I get to the city, huh?"

"No promises!" Dot teased before turning serious. "For reals, KO? Be careful, okay."

KO scoffed and smile. "Dot, come on, man! It's me!" He nodded at Ice and rushed towards the others boarding the train.

Ice sounded less concerned and more confident. "Good luck, Papa!" She yelled teasing him with his new nickname.

KO quickly turned laughing. "I don't need any luck, guys! Papa was born lucky!" He called back giving them a big grin finally boarding.

"Too bad that's not our ride..." Ice groaned watching the train bullet it's way out of the station onwards to it's destination.

"Don't worry. It'll show up!" Dot assured her friend. "Besides, you wanna be on the airport invasion?"

"Hell no!" There was no hesitation in her answer. "City all the way, girl!"

"That's the spirit!" Dot turned the page of her book.

"Captain America?" Ice guessed.

Dot nodded then groaned in annoyance. "Freakin' cliffhangers!"

Ice chuckled. "Don't worry I'm sure they'll have a fuck ton of books in the city."

Dot smiled and looked up at the ceiling. "Once this is all over, I think I wanna go to America."

"Dot! This is our home!" Ice said sternly. "You just wanna bail after we fought so hard to free it?"

"We haven't won yet, Ice." Dot reminded her. "Besides, My family was from there. And so was yours."

"Uh no! They were from Oregon!"

"That's a state in America."

"I- That... whatever!" Ice crashed her head on her backpack blowing a raspberry and clicked her tongue a bit. "Besides, what about that place where Sun is from? With all those big mountains and people getting sick when they get to the top or something?"

Dot raised an eyebrow. "The Himalaya Region?"

"Yeah! That's the place! I think that's place is so much more awesome!"

Dot chuckled. "Yeah I think you're right. Yeah scratch America. Himalaya all the way."

"Just remember: When we win, I'm coming with you. Not planning on staying here forever."

"I thought you wanted stay here and help rebuild this place?"

Ice shook her head. "Nah. I'm just kinda surprise you have the same idea I have."

Dot grinned and followed in pursuit turning her head to the side originally planning to space out until their ride showed up, but something caught her attention. In the crowds of fighters, something stood out. Dot's eyes widened at the sight of a shimmering wolf looking right at her. Dot shot up in astonishment. She never saw an animal before, but she's read much about them in old books. The wolf is her favorite animal, and for one to be in the middle of the station is something truly amazing. The only thing that seemed off is that everyone else didn't even notice it. Someone walked across the station blocking the view for only a quick second, but that's all the time it needed for the wolf to instantly vanish.

Dot let out an almost inaudible "Woah." She didn't know what that was all about, or why she was the only one who saw it, but her train of thought was cut off when someone softly punched her in the arm followed by someone calling her name. Dot turned to see Ice rolling her head in the direction behind her.

"C'mon! Our rides here!" She told her already having her backpack behind her back.

Dot did not say anything but complied and collected her backpack and rifle and followed Ice entering the train already packed with many of her brothers and sisters. Unlike back on the station filled with eager spirits, the train was almost deathly quiet knowing that in about ten-fifteen minutes, they will be for the fight of their lives. And all of them know that many of them will not live to see the end.

A chime filled the train. "Doors are now closing." A females monotone voice announced followed rapid beeping. However the doors did not close because of more people clamoring inside. The announcement came on again followed by the rapid beeping and this time the doors did close.

An older Asian man was sitting down twiddling his fingers on the spine of his AK-74. His attire consisted of a worn down hard hat, a makeshift shoulder pad, makeshift leather armor. He brought his head down silently saying a prayer.

A Caucasian woman was silently crying covering her mouth hiccuping softly. A black bandanna was wrapped around her head, and she wore a ruined sports shirt with a wrap around it holding two small bottles. She pulled out a locker and smiled letting her tears fall at the sight of her infant son giving her hope.

A young weary man, heavily armored with all kinds of scrap and junk sat in his seat immobilized with his eyes fixated on the window, only he wasn't.

Dot was standing with one hand on a pole and the other gripping her gun tightly like her life depended on it. And so far, her life did depend on it through every engagement. She closed her eyes and silently prayed to... any god who would be listening to her. Praying they would win, praying she would live to the end, praying her friends would live to see it with her, and praying that they would bring a better tomorrow. She slowly opened her eyes letting her mind go blank.

Another chime went off and three words that made Dot tighten her grip on the pole. "Next stop: Orchard."

Later on in the week

Orchard District

Even during the Great Conflict, This district was a lively bustling area with people shopping, eating, and have a good time trying not to think about the war. All it took was a few hours to turn the upper class paradise into a warzone. Sleek buildings were now makeshift bases and holdup points for both sides, the streets once filled with cars and traffic were now a hotspot for savage firefights, civilians were trapped in the middle of this carnage, the whole island degraded into chaos.

While bloody fighting was raging across the island, a terrible rainstorm developed, which has been a huge help to the Hinnie's in their offensive, despite heavy losses. Though it looks like the storm was not in it's prime yet, and this was just the beginning.

It was much darker now, and the increased ferocity of the storm has forced sides to seek cover in buildings all over the wealthier district from shopping malls, to hotels with the brutal fighting being reduced to pot shots at each other.

Dot was laying down on a comfy leather couch with with a short pencil gently brushing itself on a crumpled piece of paper that was on a book as support. At a steady methodical pace, a picture of a young child sitting on the ground looks up at the Moon with trees, lakes, and grass blanketing the surface. Dot closed her eyes placing herself in the eyes of the child visualizing a beautiful moon that was only an atmosphere away in space displaying the peace and freedom she can only dream of.

A soft rumble shook her from her fantasy as she opened her eyes and sat up grabbing her Uzi pistol from the table and pounced off the couch with her weapon at the ready.

"Relax, guys!" One of her brothers shouted seeing the some of them were already armed and ready for an assault. "Thunder's getting more intense is all."

Dot sighed sitting back down and set her weapon back on the table reflecting her thoughts on what she was thinking.

A week ago, DF forces threw a lot at us hoping they could beat us. Now, we're hitting them hard everywhere all at once. It's been one crazy fucking week, but I think it's all good in the end. Thanks to the storm, we're holding up in this fancy hotel. Jesus the food and beverages they have, you can feed a hundred people, and you can fit a thousand people in this place! The view outside is truly crazy; I get the feeling that a car is just going to fly through the windows. Hasn't happen yet, so can't complain. I haven't heard from Ice when we split. Wonder if she's hold up in the same cozy situation I'm in. I better hear from you soon, KO. Mei will beat the shit outta me if you don't.

Dot stood up again grabbing her Uzi and strolled over to the lobby where a radios and video footage was set up with a few people at work. They seemed a little frustrated due to the storm causing interference, but with tapping into the local security feed has been a big help.

I think comms are going to be out for awhile, guys. Least we'll know if DF will be coming to knock on our door. Like they would try.

She carried on into the restaurant that turned into a makeshift hospital with dozens of injured in various conditions. Groaning and yells of pain filled the room with a five or six people trying to tend to the wounded. Dot hesitated before entering the premises wanting to help out, but was unsure how.

I wonder how much supplies we have left for them...

Dot looked over to one of her to see one man, much older than she is treating a young fighter that was trembling violently. She rushed to them hoping she could be of assistance.

"How can I help?" She spoke up getting the mans attention.

He looked up at her with a preoccupied look, but his face was wrinkled and roughed looking with a scuffled beard, spiked up greying hair that was thinning and sharp hazel eyes. "Hold him down! Shoulders! Grab the shoulders!" He said almost too quick, but Dot got the message crouching down and docked her hands on the suffering man's shoulders.

Dot looked down at the young man. He had a smooth ebony complexion, with small green eyes and a buzz cut his bare chest arched up a few times with quick rapid breaths.

The medic began to tend to his leg leaving Dot to comfort the man. "Shh... Take it easy. You're gonna be fine. It's going to be okay." She felt disgusted at the fact that she was feeding him empty words of hope. She did not wish for her brother to die, but lying to him is not going to help him either, maybe it might, but it didn't felt right.

He struggled to form words and when he did, they were barely audible. "Sergeant... D-did we win? Are we f-free?"

Dot was hesitant on how to respond to that, but mustered up her courage, and gently whispered. "We were free the second we too the fight to them, brother. And we will win. I promise."

He smiled like he believed her. "Good." His eyes gazed away from Dot and looked up at the lights. "Our f-father... who art in Heaven. Hallowed be thy name..." The spasms ceased and his head slowly turned away with his eyes still open. Dot exhaled through her nose and brushed her hand over his eyes closing them. "Be at peace in the next life, brother." She said her farewells to the the deceased.

The medic, solemnly accepting the grim situation placed his hands on his heart and covered him up with a rugged looking sheet. He looked up at Dot. "Poor kid needed that." He said nodding. "Thank you." The medic got up and walked over to see who needed his assistance. Dot stood up and exited the hospital back into the main lobby with the horrid sounds were now deftly heard. She still felt guilty that he couldn't be saved and that he would live to see the victory that was promised to all of them.

It's done. Just let it go.

Dot continued roaming the hotel coming across a huge portrait showing what seems to be a girl with her back turned facing the wall adorned with small photographs and lighted sky lanterns. At the bottom, was a display reading: "Every Great Artist Gets Rejected Before They Get Accepted". -Maxine Caufield.

Very unique tastes, Maxine. I love what you did.

"They're coming in through the tunnels!" Someone shouted as three fighters rushed ahead heavily armed and a few more followed. "Don't let them through! C'mon!"

"Lock down the entire building!" Dot barked to the radiomen. "I want a fireteam on standby and a sweep of the whole building!"

"Yes, ma'am!" One of her brothers acknowledged letting his voice fill the building. "We have a breach! Sweep the whole structure! Fireteam Misfit, standby at the tunnel entrance! Await further instructions."

Dot sprinted to catch up with the group gripping her Uzi tight as she joined the others going down the stairs where the sound of gunfire was already going off followed by a big bang. When Dot finally made it down the stairs she could see men in navy blue armor and assault rifles quickly gunning down two of her brothers that were taking cover behind a crate.

Dot quickly rolled into cover easily avoiding being hit and one of the fighters sprayed his weapon like crazy bringing two of the offenders down to the ground.

"Get to cover!" One of the soldiers shouted as they fired back while trying to get their wounded to safety.

Dot poked out and fired bringing one of them down but quickly got back to cover barely avoiding the bullets. She watched an ally get two in the chest closely compacted and one in the head hitting the ground with a bottle rolling over to Dot. The bottle was leaking alcohol but kept most of it in thanks to rag plugging the top. She quickly snatched it and pulled out a match scrapping it against the crate struggling to light it up.

"Shield wall!" A sister screamed as she continued firing at them.

Dot poked her head out to see that bullets were being deflected by MK II Riot Shields as they slowly advanced creeping closed and closer.

Fucking hate those guys!

A light finally lit and Dot quickly inflamed the rag quickly got up and threw at the DF forces. Their shields did not protect them from the molotov as they quickly scattered from formation with their hands up and running back in the other way screaming in agony making them easy targets for the insurgents who took them all down.

"Burned the poor bastards!" One man roared pumping his fist.

Dot was the first to move up picking up one of their rifles and packs of ammo.

SCAR H, Spec Op's favorite toy. 20 round mags, pretty accurate, and packs a good punch. Definitely my lucky day.

"Get their weapons and ammo!" A fellow brother barked. "Tell Green Charm that the threat has been dispatched and push forward, and three KIA's need to be recovered."

One of them complied informing the rest back up in the hotel what happened. "Hold up! Some guys are coming down!" She told them.

Dot turned at the sound of loud clanking to see five people bolting down the stairs all of them armed with automatic weapons. She looked over at the fallen and back to the newcomers. "Get them up and covered, and lock this entrance down."

Static went off on one of the Dead DF soldier's radios stitched on the top left of his armor. "Lantern Team, this is Jungle King, come in? Lantern Team, this Jungle King, how copy?!"

Dot quickly grabbed ahold of the radio deepening her voice to disguise herself as them. "Solid copy, Jungle King!" There was no hesitation in her voice. "Ran across a couple of stragglers, but their eliminated."

"Lantern Team, you are to fall back to base! Typhoon Juncture has been initiated!"

Everyone beamed at the sound of this. Leaked reports revealed the Typhoon Juncture is a general order for all Defense Forces to abandon a district in case of it being overwhelmed.

"I repeat! Typhoon Juncture has been initiated! Get to the extraction point, and get the hell out of there!"

"Understood!" Dot replied. "Falling back now!"

"Uploading Extraction point on your GPS. Chopper will be waiting for you! Good luck! Out!" The radio feed has been terminated.

"Sounds like Jacobs is running scares shitless." A gruff older looking man said. "Grab the GPS off one of them, Dot, Sonic, you two take point."

Sonic, Dot's partner during small scale raids was a tall slightly tan young man wearing makeshift armor covering his shirt and jeans. His left eyebrow was missing, and spiked sections of his brown hair up. Not to mention he can be very speedy and agile hence the name he chose for himself.

Dot nodded and the other responded, "With pleasure, Mack." Dot likes Sonic, maybe a little to excited for battle, but his hearts in the right place.

Not much is known about Mack other than he used to work for the DF until joining the Hinnies. He is a medium height scrawny man with greying black short hair and a scraggly beard. fatigue and brutal fighting makes him look and feel older than he actually is. Despite his appearance, Mack is known for his strength. Dot has seen lift up a 50 cal and attach it to a vehicle without any help and knocking a big burly man to the ground in a bar fight in only two punches. There is an tattoo on his arm with a sword pointing down but it's wings up and proud with a banner going across the sword spelling 'Who Dare Wins'

If anyone dares to win against Mack, you better bring a fuck ton of guns.

Reinforced and rearmed, the squad navigated their way through the wide and blue lighted underground tunnels to the extraction point.

The overwhelming forces of wind and rain blew the door of the underground tunnels right off being swept away. Dot was the first to set foot on the city streets and rushing behind a abandoned taxi setting up her SCAR H on the hood of the vehicle scanning for the enemy. Sonic rammed himself into the taxi.

"I fucking hate these storms!" He shouted directing it to Dot.

Dot laughed. "You don't get out much do you, man?"

Sonic shook his head. "Hey... Fuck you, sister!"

"Oi, numpties!" Mack barked at the both of them holding the GPS in his hands. "Keep your eyes open! Chopper's about to show up!"

A few more popped out taking cover behind stranded vehicles trying to shield themselves from the storm.

"Wait!" Dot glanced up at the dark stormy sky to see a white shiny object floating above closing it's distance revealing itself to be the chopper being sent to 'Extract' them out out the District. Only they're gonna have a nasty surprise waiting for them.

"Dot! Sonic! Selective fire only!" Mack ordered. "Need the thing intact."

"Got it, Mack!" Dot acknowledged.

The chopper struggled to keep itself stable, but it safely landed on the open road. The gunners were rotating left and right waiting for anyone wanting to take them. Only they didn't last long when they were quickly killed from a distance, and the pilots shared the same unfortunate fate.

"All of them down!" Dot confirmed.

With that out of the way, the group rushed to the chopper quickly disposing the bodies on the streets with Dot and Sonic manning the turrets, and Mack and a fellow brother piloting the chopper, while the rest were ordered to regroup back at the hotel.

"Hold on tight back there, kids!" Mack shouted through the headset. "Gonna be a little rough on takeoff!"

Thank fuck for Mack's piloting skills! Otherwise we would be screwed.

The helicopter carefully elevated itself off the street and slowly up until it reached the height of the buildings, the wind made it shake from both sides making Dot and Sonic holding on to their seats for dear life.

"I swear to god, Mack!" Dot yelled. "You and this insane idea of yours!"

"Relax, Dot. Just a wee bit of turbulence." He laughed whooping for the wild ride. "Not the end of the world."

The Chopper carefully evaded the skyscrapers and made to the outskirts of the island overlooking the untamed ocean with something unreal and terrifying off in the distance. A massive typhoon that formed from the thick dark clouds and began swirling itself in the sea as it expanded it's width.

"Are you guys seeing this?!" Sonic's mouth was wide open.

"Holy hell..." Dot whispered in fear.

"Christ that's huge monster!" Mack's voice filled the headsets. "No wonder everyone is pulling out!"

Mack's copilot spoke. "Hey! Theres a ton of vehicles down there!"

Down below on a cleared street, a long column of vehicles paraded the city varying from makeshift technical trucks to heavily armored carriers.

"Shite! That's a fucking convoy!" Mack Alerted. "I bet once the storm dies out they're going to launch a counterattack!"

"Then let's take them out!" Dot yelled with her whirring up.

"Roger!" Mack acknowledged. "Taking her down!"

They all felt themselves jolt up from the instant dive towards the retreating convoy is at, and lucky for them, the vehicles think they are friendly. For now.

"Alright, Dot! You're up, girl!"

"Cover your ears, boys and girls!" Dot yelled releasing a punishing reign of extraordinary firepower from the gatling gun easily sending a few vehicles up in flames and caused the whole column loose up and delay itself due to the burning vehicles in front of them, but still kept going, and this time, They were now firing back.

"Enemy fire!" Mack shouted.

"Dot!" Sonic cried a little freaked out. "You okay?!"

"I'm good!" Dot assured him. "Just keep your head down!"

Dot easily took out more armor cars and humvees that failed to retaliate from the lone chopper hijacked by the insurgents.

They could hear radio chatter from the convoy giving Dot the advantage and also send chills down her spine.

"Sgt. Benson's humvee is burning! I- can't move!"

"This is Hawkeyes 55! We're under heavy fire from... Shit! Foot on the gas! FOOT ON THE-"

"Do we look like fucking terrorists!"

"Make a left here! Go!"

"Oh... Fuck... I got an oil leak... AHHH!"

"I can't bail! The doors are stuck! We can't bail out!"

"Mama... MAMA! AHHHH!"

"Strickers! Right there! Right there! Take it out!"

"Woooo!" Sonic whooped over all the destruction Dot unleashed. "Hit em where it hurts, baby!"

Dot's brows furrowed but carried on firing away.

"We're coming up on the bridge!" Mack updated. "Give em everything you got, girl!"

"No need to tell me twice!" Dot shouted still delivering blow after blow to the severely depleted column who busted through the checkpoint and flooring it.

"Shit! They've locked onto us!" Mack growled. "Hang on!"

A few second later Dot felt the chopper violently and was spinning out of control she held on to the gun for dear life not wanting to fall into the ocean. She lost her grip and was threatened to be thrown out, but Sonic seized her by the arm.

"I gotcha!" He grunted her pulling her back in closing the doors on both sides making a low rapid beeping sound going off.

Mack came through the comms panting heavily. "Choppers ass has been blown off! I can't see damn thing! It's too dark! Everyone okay back there!"

Dot crawled to the cockpit shocked to find Mack bleeding profusely in the gut and the co pilot is dead. Everything in front of them was almost black and there was some violent rumbling banging on the beat up chopper.

"Mack?" Dot gave him a quick slap in the face. "Hey look at me!"

Mack complied struggling to keep his eyes open. "Get the doors... open..." His eyes fluttered and his head was brought down.

"Shit! Oh shit!" Dot slid back into the compartment hitting her back. She looked over to Sonic glued to the back. Dot climbed her way to the chairs pulling herself towards Sonic and the doors and with one click of the handle, the door flew off the chopper.

"Are you nuts?!" Sonic shrieked.

"We have to jump!" Dot told him. "On the count of-"

She was interrupted when water instantly filled the chopper forcing Dot to hold in her breath, but she could not escape because it was still spinning out of control. She let out a muffled scream holding onto the bars until she finally was spat out of that metal deathtrap. Dot quickly got her bearings of where the surface was at and pushed herself up blowing out every bubble to make her float to the top faster with the risk of suffocating to death. She plunged her head from the water wheezing all the air she can handle to help her breathe.

Her vision cleared up to find that it was still really dark, but the tropical storm has been reduced pouring rain and small uneven waves. She can see the wreckage of the chopper floating above water with the waved beating against it.

"SONIC!" Dot shrieked as she kicked her feet and swam the metal carcass climbing on to of it looking into the glass to see only Mack and a brother gone from this world. She looked back up scanning the sea hoping to catch of glimpse of where her friend might be. She can see a large piece of metal afloat and she can make out a figure dangling on top.

"Sonic!" She assumed and leapt from the chopper into the ocean free styling her way to the metal and was relieved to see that it was Sonic on top of the part. She slid right next to him shaking him. "Sonic? Hey, wake up!"

He groaned and coughed giving Dot the impression he's conscious. Dot looked up trying to catch any sign of land. Her lips curved into a big grin catching what looked like land with a tall tower illuminating light from the top.

"Alright..." Dot murmured. "That's where we need to go... Hang on, man. Almost there..." Dot spread her legs pushed the metal part forward with the waved assisting her to shore. It felt like an eternity, but with one final push from the ocean, the piece of metal was plunged forward onto the shoreline evicting Dot onto land. She groaned feeling small little particles in her mouth spitting it out. She freaked out finding her hand underneath the land causing her to plunge back yelping.

"The fuck?! What the hell's this?"

She quickly put the question aside and went to Sonic's side spinning him on his back gasping to find his gut was impaled by metal shrapnel.

Sonic moved his head slightly grunting painfully. "Dot.." He coughed out blood opening his eyes. "You're alive..."

Dot nodded smiling. "Hey there..." Gripping his hand tightly.

Sonic grabbed her arm. "Not the best landing out there." He joked groaning in pain.

"Shhh... Don't talk." She whispered softly placing her other hand on his chest.

"Dot... They were going to... comeback... take us by surprise... You didn't let..." He inhaled sharply. "You stopped them... You won this war for us, girl..." Uncontrollable spasms possessed the gravely injured young man. "Do me a favor... and push my body back out to sea? Atlantis and hot mermaids don't hang on land you know..."

Dot forced a laugh out. "You are such a jackass." Her eyes widened in terror watching him losing his ability to live. "Brother..." She shook him hard. "Hey look at me!"

His eyes opened slightly with a small smile. "Meet me at the bar... I'll save a spot for..." His eyes shut and his head leaned away to the side not moving a muscle.

Dot shook her head. "Sonic..." She murmured shaking him again. "Hey... come on, man. Sonic?"

It was no use for her deceased friend was gone from this world.

Realizing it was no use, Dot let that a teardrop drop from her face, closed her eyes sighing, and clutched onto her fallen friend. "Be at peace in the next life, brother..." With that she got to her feet and pushed the piece of large metal with Sonic's dead body on it back out to sea with the waves quickly pulling him away from the shoreline. Dot just stood there and watched before bringing her head down and closed her eyes having a moment of silence.

I'm gonna leave it here. So me having some of the whackiest ideas ever felt like coming up with this woman about Max's age or a year younger who's tough and somewhat ruthless, but eager for an adventure, and now she has it. I know some of these names aren't what you would name people, but they sound cool lol.

Is this from the future? An Alternate Reality? What about the island? How will Dot meet Max, Chloe, Warren and the rest? And how will she fit in trying to save the day? Will she have a love interest? What's the deal with the wolf? Feel free to leave out suggestions and theories, because I would definitely love to hear them.

So the first chapter was inspired by the video game Brink, where it's kinda like the war that was going on: the working class living in horrible conditions fighting against the rich owners and it's Security Force.

Anyone curious on what Dot looks like she's like an older slightly tweeked Ellie from The Last of Us.

OC Cast

Dot- Ellie From Last of Us

Ice- Hannah from Battlefield 4

KO- Rahim from Dying Light

Sonic- Ryan Lee from Super 8

Mack- Hugh Jackman from all sorts of movies

Thanks again, guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and more will be on the way. Life Is Strange is obviously AWESOME!

Quotes: From Life is Strange episode 3

DeltaSandman out :D

Edited 2/11/16