I seriously have a silly amount of awesome plans for this story. Glad I waited so long to start this, cause now I can take Rouge into account in making the character backstories, and I'm pretty sure she's the last character they're adding. Yay, less work for me to fix things later.
The three of us made our way towards where the cry had come from. Melting reasoned that we could help whomever had made the sound, and if they were already dead... well, we need all the supplies we could get. Rounding a corner, we finally came across what one could only assume was the thing that made the noise; embedded a foot into the wall.
It wore a full suit of blue and silver armor, though it was thoroughly ravaged. It's visor was cracked, and blood seeped out the right side. It was a sorry sight; I caught a few faded letters embedded on its helmet: IDPD. Melting sighed, crossing his arms.
"Well, would you look at that... Never seen one of these guys down for the count. Wonder what did it?" He shuddered. "Either way, it's not dead yet." I looked at him oddly.
"How do you know that?"
"Well... If I can't blow it up, it isn't dead. Pretty simple." ...Oh. Right. Crystal made her way over to it, being careful to watch for movement. She grunted, as she pried the crushed helmet off its head, the visor coming with it. She tossed it to the side, looking back at the person in question; only to double over in shock.
"Holy shit! How the hell?!" I was confused by her reaction, before I saw it. No, it was a she, and she was a human. She had brown hair that was cut pretty short. Melting whistled, hands on his hips; it sounded rather odd.
"Wow, didn't see that one coming. I mean, I guess it explains the need for all that fancy armor and shit. But how are there even any humans left?" As I closer examined her face, I found that her left eye was severely mangled. Blood poured out of the socket, and I shuddered at the sight. A bullet must have hit her in the visor, slowing it down enough to save her life; but not enough to stop it either.
"We're still helping her, right? Even though she's IDPD? I mean, she hasn't done anything to us, so..." He nodded slowly.
"Yeah, we'll help her. She better give us some answers though. And don't get your hopes up that she's too friendly; these guys are more vicious than any mutant I've ever met."
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?'s POV
My head hurt. My arms hurt. In fact, just about everything hurt. But... it was much less than before...? I opened my eyes, and found only one of them responded. I didn't even feel anything on the other part of my face.
I pushed it aside for now, taking in my surroundings. I hadn't died... which was a plus. I heard some people talking somewhere to the left of me, and a small fire crackling. My heart stopped. 'Bandits...?' I dismissed the thought immediately. 'No, idiot, you'd be dead already if they were bandits! ...But who are they then?' Taking my chances, I attempted to sit up, and turn my head towards the voices. I felt my heart skip multiple beats this time, as one of them noticed I was awake. 'Mutants... Shit.'
"Hey, guys, she's awake!" The other two turned to look at me, both with differing expressions. The one with a melted face seemed wary, while the one made of crystal seemed relived. The crystal one walked over, kneeling down.
"Hello there. Please don't panic or anything, we're not going to hurt you." I still scooted away a few inches from what I'm presuming was a her from its voice. I went to press one of the buttons on my helmet, only to find it was gone. Looking down, I found all of my armor was gone. In its place was what seemed to be many rolls of medical bandages wrapped around my body. There was less of it around my hands and feet, and none on my head; at least that I could tell. She must have noticed my panic, and placed her hands up to stop me from talking.
"Hey, calm, don't freak. We had to pry your armor off to apply the medical cream, and it was basically fused into one piece when we found you. I wrapped those bandages around you because you're probably uncomfortable about going without clothes." I blushed, before nodding only a bit. I finally found my words, fortunately.
"Um... thank you. I'm not really sure what to say right now. What happened to me...?" The green skinned one that kind of looked like a fish called out.
"We don't actually know. We just found you here; and let me just say, you were in much worse condition than you are now. We used a bunch of med-kits helping you out, and your eye still hasn't healed. Crystal wrapped a bandage over it to hopefully help it fix itself, but it might never heal completely, sorry to say." I raised my hand up to my eye, and found that there was indeed a bandage over it. I pressed on it slightly, and flinched in pain. There was a short silence, before I spoke up.
"Why did you save me?" 'Crystal' grinned a bit, placing her hand on my shoulder.
"Let's just say that all mutants aren't so bad." She held out her hand, looking me in the eyes. "Now, why don't you tell us a bit about yourself? We'll do the same." I stared at her hand for a few moments, before grabbing it, a small smile on my face. She pulled me upright, and helped me over to the fire. It was warm; and strangely, happy. It was an odd feeling.
I suppose you've all probably figured out who this is by now. If not, you have to wait another chapter. Hehehe.
