The Tegan Chronicles Sanctuary Style 2:
Prologue
In the weeks immediately after accepting the job she let Helen perform the procedure to ablate the nerves in her stump and hadn't had any phantom pain since. She'd also turned her biomechanical arm over to the resident geek, Henry, who was able to reprogram the arm so Helen, Kate, Will or himself could remove her arm if the need arose. Unfortunately the thumb reader wouldn't cooperate when it came to the Big Guy. Henry was also working on fabricating a back up arm and Helen had found someone who could replicate the seamless protective sleeve. Tegan currently had twice as many of them as she did underwear.
Since Tegan had accepted the position Helen offered her, Helen had been testing her by sending her out on simple missions. A few had even been staged with willing residents brought in from other Sanctuaries. At every turn Tegan had impressed her with her skills. Not only was she extremely intelligent, beautiful and modest to a fault, she was also strong, fast and always on her toes. She had even called Helen out for setting up missions to test her. Her level five hand-to-hand combat training came in handy before Helen had allowed her to start carrying a gun. When she tested her firing skills, she'd asked Tegan to shoot with her biomechanical hand. The results were better then Magnus herself shot with her dominant hand. What she lacked in street smarts she more than made up for in skill.
In the last week Helen finally liberated the zat gun from her safe and Tegan showed Henry how it worked. He planned to retrofit it with a renewable power source, but so far he'd been unsuccessful.