And so she waited.
Everything after that pivotal moment was a blur. Maybe she had been sent to Oblivion Bay, resting place of Jaegers and gateway to the afterlife. Or maybe she had been left in the sea. Or did she make it to shore?
She couldn't remember much before they brought her to Hong Kong for the operation.
New arm. New eye. New armor. New muscles. New reactor.
From the outside, the operation had been a complete success. She probably looked better than new.
But part of her died that day. What she had lost could never be given back.
People and Jaegers came and went around her, but she was only dimly aware of it. She was a living corpse, a wreck with new paint.
And so she sat, comatose, for an eternity.
But nothing lasts forever. Not even eternity.
The first moment was confusing. She was active. Aware.
She brought up her hands, stared at them for a moment, and made them into fists. Yes, this was no dream. She was awake again.
But how? Part of her had returned, that much she could tell. But what was this other part of her that she had never experienced? It seemed so new to her. But how could she not have ever felt fully half of herself before?
And that was when it all came rushing back to her. The ocean. The boat. The arm. The claw. The cannon. The part of her that was gone forever.
The Kaiju.
Her cannon roared to life.
He was here. Somewhere. She knew it. She had killed him enough to know that he wouldn't stay dead. Or perhaps he was dead, and there was another one. There were always more. That was why she existed; to kill them. That was why they had awakened her again. So where was it?
The cannon charged up.
Was it in front of her? Part of her didn't see anything unusual, but that unfamiliar part of her could have sworn there was a Kaiju right in front of her. And even if it wasn't there, it had to be somewhere. With danger appearing to be all around her, the best place to start was right in front of her.
She gave the order to fire, but nothing happened. She tried again, but her body refused to obey.
Slowly, her arm lowered to her side. Why couldn't she shoot? Why couldn't she see the Kaiju? She didn't understand any of this. Why was she...
...feeling so...
...tired...?