Straggler Turned SuperSoldier

by VividVivification

An unknown straggler has been developing constant curiosity for the dataDyne Corporation. Inspired by CEO Cassandra DeVries, this person would end getting caught up in one of the most improbable opportunities ever: Work for Miss DeVries. But of course, it does come with a price... A price that would cost this person's life... TG

1. Chapter 1 - J's Introduction

Warning: The following story is rated Mature for TG transformation content and nudity. Reader discretion is advised.

Perfect Dark its characters, weapons, items, and such are ownership of Rare and Nintendo. Main protagonist is the sole creation of RLC aka VividVivification (V-V). All rights reserved.

Chapter 1: J's Introduction

The year was 2020 in the month of May and here I sat in a well known deep dish pizza restaurant and bar in the heart of downtown Chicago. Savoring a slice of pizza from the remaining pie half and a glass of red wine, I had been aware of my existence to this world. I was a straggler in the city, no longer associated with the depths of society, living on my own. My 33 year old male, 5'10 tall and athletic structure with dark hair and caramel complexion was considered a 'ghost' in this city, with the exception of a select few that were willing to interact with me. I never really knew my real name nor origins of my existence. As far as I could remember, I was born in an inner city hospital that suffered a destructive incident and became a forgotten survivor. It wasn't until a 60 year old man found my infant self under the rubble and took me into his life and became my benefactor through my adolescence.

I took out a small picture out of my pocket. It was a closeup shot of my 14 year old self and the old man who had "rescued" me since I was born. What was eerie was the resemblance that we both had. Underneath his gray combover hair, his asian-esque eyes were very similar to mine and we both shared a similar closed mouth smile. My appearance back then (and even now) was very effeminate in appearance. I had an oval-ish face with high, prominent cheekbones, as well as the thin and arched eyebrows and the longer hair worn in the ponytail struck a highly feminine appearance. That man who was next to me told me something that I would never forget: that we was my beloved grandfather. He took care of me and taught me many things before he passed away after I just turned 18. From then on, I was on my own to fend for myself. Without any federal documentation to prove my birth and true identity, it was tough throughout those 15 years. I spent my time working "underground," "under the table," and even some mercenary jobs. Luckily, many paid very well and was able to still live in the downtown studio apartment that I was raised in. But still, there was something inside that I really wanted to let out: who I really want to be in this world and find my place where I really belong to. These days, I've gone by the name of "J" or "J. Mitchell," just another straggler in this city.

Finishing up my last slice of deep dish pizza and glass of wine, I caught myself staring at the top of the renowned Lucerne Tower, the home of dataDyne Headquarters. The giant "dD" logo can be seen illuminating at the top of the tower for all the city dwellers to see. Since the corporation's exploding success, I constantly became fascinated with dataDyne and many of its intricate details (even details that were considered company classified). But the one major item that struck me was none other than CEO Miss Cassandra DeVries. A powerful woman of that nature constantly inspired me to always strive for the best and accept nothing less. Eerie enough, it's like our personalities seemed to mesh in a way, sharing similar views in all aspects, especially being a proud as the woman she is. Despite being born male with an athletic figure, my appearance was very androgynous, yet borderline feminine. Even most of my clothing were more feminine, as I sat wearing a black cap sleeved blouse, black bootcut slacks, and matching ankle boots with a 1.5in heel. Lucky enough, there were times that I could easily pass for being female. I never keen on my male self, yet there were many times that I despised it and the majority of males in today's society. Whenever I interact with the females, I often feel more comfortable and connected as if I was really one of them. Just as I was finishing up my last slice and glass of wine, I left a wad of cash to pay the bill, put on my trench coat and walked back into the city streets.