PIERS' POV.

I laid Minnie down gently on the ground of the cave. As her warm body made contact with the cold ground she stirred a bit. *She's conscious, just asleep.* I thought.

- You should get those wounds bandaged up. – I heard Captain's voice. He walked past me and kneeled down next to the girl.

- First explain everything to me. Sir. – I argued, but then remembered that I'm talking to my Commanding Officer and regretted my words.

- First you take care of those wounds. – He answered sternly. – I don't need for you to catch an infection. – Then he turned to the other soldiers. – Eric, you guard the entrance to the cave and, Miles, you – the exit. We'll be moving out soon.

I took off my bulletproof vest, jacket and T-shirt. I stood there naked chested as I took the bandage from my first-aid kit and bandaged up my shoulder and arm. Actually I bandaged only my arm and as for the shoulder… I put a lot of bandage material on the cuts and stuck it with a huge band aid. I put my T-shirt back on and I draped the jacket over my shoulders because first I wanted to check would the bandages come off.

- You're done? – Captain asked and I turned to face him. I nodded and he led me out of the cave and onto the bridge again. We walked a bit to the side so that we would stay out of the hearing and seeing reach of Eric. – So, what do you want to hear? – He asked calmly as he stopped and turned to face me.

- How about everything? – I answered as I crossed my arms on front of my chest. – What's the story with that girl?

- It's not my job to tell you her story. If you want to know everything, you'll have to ask her yourself. But I can tell you this much. I met her 15 years ago. At that time she was only 7. My sister found her locked up on Rockfort Island while she was imprisoned there as well. The poor kid had experiments conducted on her for 3 years of her childhood. – Captain stopped there, because my eyes felt like they will jump out of their orbits. – Her parents died when she was 4 and her older sister put her in Rockfort Island.

- What?!

- I don't know why nor who her sister was, or is. So, after Minnie, my sister and I finally got through every shitload of mutants and zombies we went home and looked after her for some time because we had absolutely no idea if she has any relatives. Finally we were able to trace down her relatives and they took her in. Since then she was living with them in England, but we always kept in touch.

- What did they do to her in that Island, exactly?

- You'll have to ask her that yourself. – Captain replied curtly and I nodded.

- So, that inhuman strength is the result of those experiments? – I asked carefully.

- And the strength isn't the only result.

- What do you… - But before I could finish the question, he silenced me with a look that said "you're asking the person". – I'll have to ask her myself, right. This didn't answer all of my questions, but now I understand why you care so much about her, sir.

- At the moment I'm talking to you as a friend and not as your Captain, Piers. – He smiled reassuringly at me. – She's like another sister to me. I'd do anything to keep her out of harm's way. But when she gets a mission like this, my hands are tied.

I wanted to ask about her current mission, but decided against it. *He'd probably tell me to ask her.* At that moment a voice came through our earpieces. It was Finn.

- Captain, she's awake and wants to talk to you.

- Copy that. – Captain said through the earpiece and started moving towards the cave. – You're coming? –He asked me.

- I'll stay here a bit longer, sir. – I answered and he just nodded and entered the cave. I leaned against a metal structure of the bridge and looked into the water, thinking about everything the Captain's told me.

MINNIE'S POV.

*Oh my God. What happened to me?* I thought as I was lying down with my eyes closed. I could hear faint noises around me. My body felt like it was weighing a ton and I had a huge, HUGE headache. *This is what a hangover probably feels like.* I thought as I sat up, still with my eyes closed. I heard people start moving and coming closer to me. I gripped my head in order to make it stop spinning and maybe relieve the headache a bit.

- Are you OK? – I heard a soft male voice say. *Do I fucking look OK?!* I thought and opened one eye. In front of me I saw a lot of soldiers. *Edonia…* I remembered and noticed Finn kneeling beside me, a worried look plastered on his face. *He's probably the one that talked.*

- Yeah, I'm fine. – I answered. – What happened?

- You were shot on the bridge. – He answered. *Shot? I don't remember that.* I thought and moved a bit. I felt a sharp pain in the right side of my back. *Yup, definitely shot.* I noticed how Finn's expression changed and became more… worried? *If that's even possible.*

- Ain't it a bitch, how you don't feel any pain until you notice the wound? – I laughed a bit. – So, how did I get here? – I asked, finally noticing that I'm not on the bridge.

- Well, after you got shot we took out the bullet, bandaged you up and brought you here. Captain's orders. *It seems that I missed out on quite a lot of action.*

- Speaking of which. Where is he? – I asked, not seeing Chris around.

- Captain? He's outside. I can call him for you, if you want.

- Yeah, that would be great. – I said still holding my head. The headache was decreasing slowly, but the dizziness and the spinning weren't about to leave me alone.

- Captain, she's awake and wants to talk to you. – Finn said into the earpiece and a few moments later Chris was by my side. The soldiers moved further away to allow us to talk peacefully.

- How are you feeling? – Chris asked me.

- Honestly? Like shit. – I said annoyed a bit. Hey, the dizziness has an effect on my behavior. – Care to fill me in on some of the details?

- Well, you were shot while protecting Piers from the sniper. – Chris answered calmly. *Piers! That's right!* My expression probably changed a lot, because Chris continued. – He's fine. That was a heroic but stupid thing to do, Minnie.

- Yeah? Well to me, that was the only thing to do at the time. It was the right thing to do. We are comrades after all.

- You sure that's the only reason you did that? – He asked with a smug smile. I glared at him.

- Yes, Chris. – I said getting annoyed again. – Anything else I should know?

- Don't you remember anything?

- No. I'm pretty sure I was unconscious. Why?

- Unconscious, you say? You looked pretty conscious when we were trying to get the bullet out. You put up quite a fight.

- Oh, God. – I said burying my head in my hands. – Did I…?

- No. – I pulled my head up hopefully. – But you did scratch Piers up quite a bit.

- Oh, God. – I buried my head in my hands once again. – How bad is it?

- Not too bad, but enough to draw attention to you.

- Oh, God. – I said through my hands. – Did you tell him?

- A few things. He deserved at least a few answers. – Chris was silent a bit. – He was worried about you. – My head shot up.

- Nivans? Worried about me? Don't make me laugh. – My eyes met Chris' glare. – What?

- You're talking bullshit and you know it. He helped me take care of you. I think this is a good argument to prove me right. - *Not really.* I thought. Chris was looking with disapproval at me. I knew what he wanted me to do. And I knew that if I don't do it, I won't hear the end of it.

- Fine, I'll talk to him. – I spat out. I did agree that the pup deserved answers after what I did to him, even though it wasn't intentional. I stood up and stumbled a bit because of the dizziness, but regained my balance.

- On the bridge. – Chris said and I moved towards that direction. While walking away, I heard him murmur something about "acting like an adult', but didn't pay much attention.

When I walked out onto the bridge I saw Piers sitting a bit to the side, looking off into distance. *Here goes nothing.*

- Mind if I join you? – I asked when I approached him. He looked up at me with surprise, shook his head and I plopped down beside him. His right arm was bandaged and I could see bandages showing from under the left sleeve of his T-shirt; his shoulder was bandaged as well. I could see blood on the bandages coming from the injuries.

- How are you feeling? – He asked still gazing off into distance.

- I'm fine. A bit dizzy, but that's it. How about you? – I asked lowering my head a bit.

- I'll live, don't worry.

- Chris said that he told you something about me. – I cut to the chase. – What was it?

- Not much. – He answered shrugging. – He told me how you two met, that you spent your childhood as a lab rat and that your super strength is the result of it all.

- That's not the only result. – I mumbled quietly, but he heard me.

- That's what the Captain said, too. Want to explain more? – Seriousness and curiosity were mixed in his face. I smiled.

- I'm a genius. – I told him with a grin.

- What? – He was confused. Probably didn't understand if this was a joke or not.

- I am a genius. – I repeated. For a few moments Piers looked at me as if I had 3 heads. Then all of a sudden he started laughing hysterically. – Hey! I might get offended! –I joked.

- I didn't mean it that way. – He said as he finally stopped laughing. – It's just that this statement was much unexpected. What do you mean exactly?

- Because of the experiments I'm capable of retaining my full intellectual capabilities.

- Again with the experiments. What did they do to you?

- Let's just say it involved Umbrella. – I said as I lowered my head once again. Piers knew perfectly what Umbrella is, or was. Obviously he understood that those experiments had something to do with the viruses. He must have noticed my not so happy expression, because he tried to lift my mood up.

- Life's a piece of shit, if you look at it that way. But on the bright side, you're super smart and strong. No need to be gloomy. Keep your chin up, kid. – He said as he brought his fingers to my chin and lifted my head up.

- You know, Nivans. – I said referring to the "kid" part. – I'm not that much younger than you. So, stop calling me a "kid". – He just laughed at my annoyance. I noticed that blood was sipping over his bandages even more. – Thank you for helping me, and sorry for those.

- I'm the one who should be thanking you. If it weren't for you, I'd be with a bullet in me instead of a few scratches.

- Show me the wounds. – I said as I sat up.

- What?

- Come on, show them to me.

- Why?

- Just do it, Nivans! – He just rolled his eyes, took off the jacket off his shoulders and took the bandage off of his right arm. There, I saw a huge gash and blood was starting to run down his arm.

- Happy?

- Not yet. – I said as I took off my left glove. I looked around searching for something sharp and remembered that I still have one knife left. I took it out of my boot and put the sharp blade on my left palm, making a cut deep enough for blood to show.

- What the fuck are you doing?! – He yelled shocked.

- I'm trying to kill myself, can't you see? – I said sarcastically. – Come on, give me your arm and we can make it a double suicide. – I added, sarcasm flowing freely.

- What?! Are you crazy?! – I didn't have time for this again, so I just grabbed his right arm and put my cut palm against his wound, so that my blood would make contact with his injury. – What are you doing?! – He yelled as he yanked his arm away from me. I motioned for him to look at his wound. He did and was bewildered. – What the fuck? – The wound was closing up right in front of our eyes.

- Another result from the experiments. – I said matter-of-factly.

- May I get more details? – He was still shocked, looking at his now healed arm. I just laughed.

- Maybe some other time. Come on, show me the other wound. – This time he didn't fight back. He took off his T-shirt and was pulling off the bandages from his left shoulder. What caught my attention wasn't his wound. Oh no, it went far beyond that. I noticed his well-toned body and muscles. *Damn, he's hot* was the only thought that went through my head. I thought he was cute the moment I saw him, but now… Hey, you can't judge, I'm a normal girl who is attracted to men, and it just happened that a certain good-looking soldier was sitting next to me, bare chested. It took all of my willpower not to gawk at him and treat his wound.

- Does your blood work the same way with illnesses? – He asked.

- No. – I shook my head as he started putting on his T-shirt. *Such a shame.* - Somehow, my blood can only heal the wounds of others and my wounds heal faster. Of course, there might be other benefits that I'm not aware of, yet.

- Any other super powers?

- Nope. Come on, we should go. – I said as I stood up. Suddenly my head started spinning and I started falling backwards.

- Watch it. – Piers said as he held me in place. – You lost a lot of blood, no wonder you're feeling dizzy. – I just nodded and started walking towards the cave. Then I quickly stopped and turned to Piers with a smirk on my face.

- Hey, pup. This doesn't mean that we're friends or something. – I told him smirking. Let's just say that this was my way of approving people and letting them know that I'm starting to trust them. At first Piers looked at me confused, but then he started smirking as well.

- Whatever you say, kid. – He said smiling, putting the emphasis on the last word and one after the other we walked into the cave to meet up with our team.

Hi, guys. I hope you liked these two chapters that I put up. I revealed a bit about our main character's past, but that's not all. More clarity coming up in future chapters ^_^ Please review or if you want you can just message me and tell me what you think. As I said earlier, feedback is always good and feel free to share your ideas with me ^_^ Also, thanks to everyone who reviewed and all of you who are still reading my story. See you soon ^_^