Chapter 2: Awakening
Unknown POV
(Darkness.)
(Cold.)
(Noise.)
(Ground feels uncomfortable.)
(!)
(Where am I?) A young woman around 20 years old opens her eyes and looks around. She was lying on rubble, in what used to be a laboratory.
(My head hurts.) (Head?) The woman shakes her head a little, evidently confused.
(What am I? [HUMAN] Human? ... I am a human ... a man ... I was doing some research ...) The young woman holds her head in her hands, pained expression on her face.
(My head really hurts! What happened? fragmented flashback No good, I can't make sense of that.) She examines herself and her surroundings.
(There are metallic patches all over my legs and my hands and my breasts are completely covered in metal.)
(Wait a minute! I'm a man! Men don't have breasts!)
(Or do they? ... I'm a man right? ... Or was it that women don't have breasts and men have them? ) "Ugh." (I ... can't remember.)
(It just somehow feels wrong to have breasts) The ?young woman? continues checking her body reaching between her legs as if to make sure of something. Her hand touches her male genitalia.
(OK. It's still there.)
(...) The man pauses and then decides to sort this out later.
(I should get up and find some clothes first.) The man thinks to himself as he stands up and nearly falls over as his big breasts take him off balance.
He frowns a little then adjusts his posture and takes a few steps. (I'm having trouble moving around. Something feels really off after all.) As he starts pondering again, about what exactly is wrong with his body, a gust of cold wind hits him.
(Brr, I really need to get some clothes.) Loosing his train of thought, the man looks around trying to find some clothes, any clothes.
The young man walks around the devastated city until he sees a woman lying on the ground in a pool of blood. Concerned, he runs over completely forgetting his own discomfort. Oddly enough he doesn't trip or loose balance at all.
(Blood. She must be hurt [NO LIFE SIGNS DETECTED]. What? ...) The man focuses on the body again, grabbing her hand and trying to find a pulse. (Nothing.)
Not feeling any he gets ready to perform a CPR when the rubble shifts and reveals a gaping hole in the back of her head. The man faints from the shock and falls over the woman.
([ELEVATED LEVELS OF STRESS DETECTED, ANALYZING ...], [ANALYSIS COMPLETE: STRESS CAUSED BY DEAD BODY NEARBY AND LACK OF CLOTHING, ADDITIONAL STRESS CAUSED BY APPEARANCE.], [RESOLVING ISSUE])
The man twitches, then he stands up, his eyes are completely blank. Tendrils of metal shoot out of the metallic patches on his body and attach to the dead woman.
Metal spreads over the dead body completely covering it, then the body shrinks to nothing and the metal tendrils retract. ([DEAD BODY REMOVED])
The metal patches on the man's body faintly glow blue, then they start to fade until all the metallic parts turn to flesh. ([APPEARANCE RESTORED, ACQUIRING CLOTHES])
The man moves unnaturally reaching for the clothes lying on the ground, he pauses. After a while he grabs the underwear and starts putting it on with a very unnaturally looking movement.
Even though his breasts are already big the bra is a designed for bigger size. The man pauses for a moment. ([ADJUSTING BREASTS SIZE TO MATCH GARMENTS])
His breasts grow larger until they fit the bra comfortably, then he reaches for the revealing dress that the dead woman was wearing and puts it on.
He pauses again once he is properly clothed. ([CLOTHES ACQUIRED, STRESS LEVELS SHOULD DECREASE TO ACCEPTABLE LEVEL, RESTARTING MAIN CONTROL SYSTEM])
The man regains consciousness. He blinks a few times and looks around confused. (Um, what's happening? ... I was naked ... looking for clothes ... found dead [SUPPRESSING UNPLEASANT MEMORY] looking for clothes ...)
He realizes that he is already wearing clothes. (Um, when did I get these? And why do I feel uncomfortable wearing this dress? [POSSIBLE MEMORY FLASHBACK, RELEASING SEROTONIN AND ENDORPHINS TO COUNTER EFFECTS] Wait? Did I just hear a voice in my head?)
"Hey, miss are you alright?" The young man looks in the direction the voice came from and sees a group of people approaching. (I probably heard those guys.)
"Yes, I'm alright." the young man replies completely ignoring the fact that he was called 'miss'.
"That's good, it would be a shame if something happened to such a beauty". The young man blushes hearing this, though he does feel slightly confused for some reason.
"You should not be hitting on young women in this situation. There are still many people that need our help." says another guy standing next to the one that spoke before. Then he turns to the young man.
"If you head straight that way, you will reach people from Association that are taking care of survivors. I'm sure they can take a good care of you, unlike my friend over here." Says the guy as he first points to a direction down the street and then to his friend.
"Thank you. I will be going there then." As the young man leaves he hears few more words from the group. "That lady had a really nice, big rack. Ouch! Why did you hit me?"
"I told you-" the group was already too far to hear the rest.
(This city is in ruins. What could have caused this much destruction? And why can't I remember anything?) Ponders the man as he walks toward the place he was pointed to.
(I need to focus on what happened. Think ... Think ... "research" ... "long time" ... "healing" ... "success?" ... "explosion" ... Is that all I can remember?) He stops and tries to figure out what that means and how will it affect him.
(Hmm, I can still recognize different objects around me and can understand what people say. I can also think about all of this. So apparently I only lost my memory but not my knowledge or intelligence) He resumes walking satisfied with the conclusion he arrived at.
(I may need some professional help to recover my memory but surely it will come back eventually.)
- Little did the young man known that his assumptions were incorrect. -
- He did in fact lose a lot of his knowledge and intelligence but since he used to be a genius scientist he only ended up being above average from the ordeal rather than a complete idiot. -
- And the memory was gone forever as it was caused by destruction of brain tissue leaving no trace behind, the pieces that remained were already recovered leading to his current state -
(I should live my life fully while I wait for my memory to come back. For that I will at least need a name.) Reasons the man as he notices the people from Association not far ahead.
(...) He tries to think of a name quickly as he was already noticed and a woman approaches him.
(Sam. Yes, that will do.)
-Sam did not know why he picked that name. Sam was unaware of his subconscious struggle between considering himself a man or a woman, Samuel or Samantha.-
After explaining that his house was destroyed in the monster attack, Sam was provided with food and shelter. Later a new home was provided for him in city B, looking like a sexy woman has its perks after all.
AN: While Sam doesn't have the memories of his previous 60 years of life as a man, no pictures and no story, he does have the conceptual knowledge. You could say that Sam doesn't have the book with his life story, but does have the tattered dictionary with all the world form that book
