I do not own any of the franchises in this story (Girls Frontline, Metal Gear, Youjo Senki), the only thing I do own is my OC idea. Please note that some characters might be OOC from the original content though I will do my best for that not to happen it will happen. A dear friend of mine helped with one of the OCs. The story will start in 3rd persona and soon transfer to 1st person and remain in the first person.
Shit.
(3rd person)
A lone figure walking back home from work breaths in and releases a sigh of exasperation thinking to themselves. The night feels excellent despite all the craziness of the day. I am finally feeling a little bit better. As he continues walking, he thinks about the event of the day, getting dumped by their girlfriend and fired at the end of a double shift. Safe to say they were having a horrible day and looking forward to getting home and watching some anime and playing some games before going to sleep. While yawning they are Interrupted by their thoughts and they notice bright lights coming over a hill soon followed by the sound of a honking horn they have just enough time to say a depressed "Oh, come on." before they are hit.
–Flatline–
Time: Unknown. Location: Unknown.
A lonely female figure walked in the quiet roads of a massive but deserted city; the Figure was clad in an old gray open military coat, a furry tail poking out from below it. The figure's cloak reached just below her hips and was worn over a pale yellow shirt and a pair of scandalously short hot pants that barely covered her back, were it not for her coat the figure was sure she would be showing off her nice rear assets.
The figure's shapely legs were covered by a pair of old military brown boots that ended just below her knees, poking out of her boots and reaching up just above the knees there were a pair of grayish stockings that nicely dug into her thigh's soft flesh. A short poncho that extended just below her shoulders combined with a primitive gas mask covered the figure's face and head; the only visible details were the long blonde hair and a pair of mounds that sat atop her head, roughly shaped like animal ears.
The lone figure speedily marched down a deserted side road until she reached a rundown and ruined shop; she opened the door and walked in, she lowered her hood revealing a pair of fluffy wolf ears atop her head, she then removed her gas mask revealing her beautiful face and blue eyes. The figure hung the gas mask to her belt and looked around, the shop was covered in a thick layer of dust, it hadn't been used for a long while.
This was a shop dedicated to T-Dolls, the laboratory of a T-Doll artisan; the dusty equipment like the repair bed among other things was what gave away this place. The girl walked around the shop until she reached the storage room behind it. In the corner of this room, there was a hidden hatch, she opened it and descended inside via a rusty metal ladder.
The girl arrived in an underground section, the sanctum of this T-Doll shop, where the Artisan worked on his secret projects, this secret section of the shop had two rooms one contained the emergency generators, whose sound was heard in the entire section, the girl's audio sensors warned her of abnormalities after analyzing the generators' sound, they were losing power.
The main room was a bare concrete room, connected to a second smaller storage room. In the center of the room, there was a large Doll repair bed, and lining the walls there were four capsules, these were Dolls' storage units, of the four one was opened, two were dead and the fourth and final one was still active.
Beep, beep, beep. The last capsule, the one still active, turned red and started beeping and giving off alerts, the girl rushed over to look at it… WARNING. ENERGY SUPPLY INSUFFICIENT, BEGINNING RELEASE OF OCCUPANT… these words appeared on the capsule's screen. The figure stepped back as the magnetic locks on the capsule released and its doors creaked open revealing the occupant.
(1st person)
Emergency activation.
-Booting Up-
-Online-
Ugh, my head. I think to myself as I start to come to.
Warning, Neural Cloud Malfunction Detected, Neural Cloud Missing/Damaged.
Warning high level of Mind-Altering Contamination Found.
Bypassing Safety.
Beginning Neural Cloud state transition from Level III Consciousness to Level I Consciousness.
W-what the heck? the words that flash across my vision are the only thing I can see in the darkness
-Loading Data-
Oh right, the truck. Guess that means… I think before I quickly find out the answer to the question I have.
T-Doll.
Model/Series: -Modified- DSI-8 Model SY Electronic Warfare Doll.
Manufacturer: Sangvis Ferri Industrial Manufacturing Company
T-Doll Frame Category: Custom SMG Type Frame.
CURRENT DESIGNATION: UMP45.
Main Functions Status:
Neural Core Status: Online.
Warning: high-level mind-altering contamination found. safety bypass.
Current Status: Active- transition from long-term stasis/maintenance to full operation in progress. Warning, emergency procedure, intermediary stages between long-term stasis (Level III consciousness) and full operation (Level I consciousness) bypassed. Cause: External power supply to Maintenance Capsule Cut/Low.
Emotions Module detected.
Model: IOP Emotions Module (XVV-XC Series).
Current Status: Online.
Connection with Neural Cloud established.
EW Warfare Module detected:
Model: SF EW module, serial number X-98TT10
-Fire Control Core Status: Online-.
FCC Model: Mk.1 16LAB FCC.
Current Combat Programming Status: Incomplete.
Weapon Platform: H&K .45 Tactical.
-T-Doll Energy System Status-
Main Power Banks Status: 100%
Emergency Power Banks Status: 100%
Digi-Mind Emergency Power Banks Status: 100%
Shiiiit! I think as the light begins to flood into my field of vision, Hearing a noise outside of whatever container is holding me I cautiously move into a position to peek at what is the cause of the noise. I see what looks to be a young woman with blonde hair and what also looks like an old war uniform. Upon making eye contact, she makes an eep noise and looked away so fast I thought she would fall due to how quickly she turned. Some kind of scanning sequence popped up in my vision saying that this was a T-Doll, Spz-kr, and proceeded to show me a list of statistics for her.
T-Doll - Spz-kr
Height - 163 cm
Weight - 60 Kg
Firepower
3 out of 5
Durability
1.5 out of 5
HP
3 out of 5
Speed
3 out of 5
Expertise
4 out of 5
Adaptability
3 out of 5
Equipment
Weapon = Wimmersperg Spz-kr.
Weapon Attachments = None
Armor = Standard Clothing
Accessories = None
Ranged Weapon Damage = 3
Melee Weapon Damage =?
Armor Rating = 4
Current Condition
Great
Current Battery
99.98%
"Ok?" I say slowly and quietly under my breath, looking down to confirm that yes I am in a new body, yes it is female, and for some reason I am naked. Feeling slightly embarrassed I look back up and ask Spz-kr. "Hey, are there any clothes please?" Still not making eye contact with me she nods and quickly heads towards a room that I hadn't noticed and enters. Seeing that she is gone I look around to take in what was all in the room. Hmm ok, four capsules, a mirror, a table, and some kind of bench in the middle of the room. After looking around I feel a twitching motion on top of my head. Reaching up I feel a pair of fluffy ears, clearly canine if the feel is anything to go by, soon followed by me noticing something swaying in my peripheral, I look and see that I also have a large fluffy tail as well.
While I checked myself over, apparently Spz-kr came back "Ahem". I heard the sound and quickly turned around, I saw Spz-kr had a simple shirt and pants along with other necessities in her hands, to which I said. "Thank you, if you could just bring them here I would greatly appreciate it." She gives a short nod and slowly and cautiously approaches me. Once she is close enough she holds out the clothes which I gratefully take with a kind smile. Though that seems to have the opposite effect I want as she quickly backs away from me. As I proceed to get dressed I notice that my 'skin' is far softer than I thought it would be, once I am done I go to the mirror to see how I look.
Wild short hair that goes to my neck, and eyes that look almost feral, sharp protruding canines no wonder my smile unsettled her. With a petite chest, slim waist, and ample hips, plump thighs hidden underneath the pants, turning to the side I see that my now-known wolf tail accentuates my rear nicely. Soon after looking myself over a similar screen appears in front of me showing me my own statistics.
T-Doll - UMP45
Height - 143 cm
Weight - 53 Kg
Firepower
2.9 out of 5
Durability
2.5 out of 5
HP
3.5 out of 5
Speed
1.5 out of 5
Expertise
4 out of 5
Adaptability
2.5 out of 5
Equipment
Weapon = None
Weapon Attachments = None
Armor = Standard Clothing (None)
Accessories = None
Ranged Weapon Damage =?
Melee Weapon Damage =?
Armor Rating = 8
Current Condition
Great
Current Battery
99.99%
A banging noise followed by the sound of a window shattering is heard interrupting my train of thought. "Gott, I didn't think they would be here so soon". I hear Spz-kr saying as I listen to her rushing away, an inhuman roaring is heard followed by a series of gunshots, Bang bang bang. The rapid discharge of seven (bullets) is heard, followed by a thud and gurgling sounds, slowly I exit the room following the lights and arriving at a rusty metal ladder leading up to a hatch; I quickly scan my surroundings and I see a metal pipe. I quickly grab it before climbing the ladder.
Rising from the hatch I find myself in a storage room. Scanning my immediate surroundings I see lots of benches and shelves, there are a variety of parts, nuts, and bolts strewn across them. Looking past the benches I see that one of the windows is broken.
Right in the middle of the storage room strewn on the ground, there is what I can only believe to be a zombie, greenish fluid leaking from its form, then I see Spz-kr approach the thing It's the first time I see her weapon, but a truly weird one, with the magazine also serving as the grip. It's still alive as I can see it trying to move, but having its spine severed by bullets prevents it from doing so, though the Zombie's arms are flailing around trying to slowly crawl toward Spz-kr.
Spz-kr reaches under her cloak and draws what can only be described as a mace. Without warning and with rapid savage strikes, she starts hitting the zombie until crack after crack the head of the thing is opened like a can of beans, a can of beans leaking green fluid. The zombie is now dead. I heard Spz-kr panting, she had her back in my direction and I can't see her face, though her pose is slumped, holding the bloody mace in her right hand and her rifle in her left hand. "Fucking ELIDs, I wasted my ammo on a random one", the AR says with a tone that doesn't match what I thought of her judging by our previous interaction.
"And I thought you were timid," I say in a cautious tone, feeling somewhat anxious. "EEP!" Spz-kr practically screams. Causing me to take a step back and in retaliating speech say. "Aye aye, what's the screaming for?" Spz-kr looks around nervously stammering over her words and in return only making noises, after a minute it clicks on me as I ask in a serious tone. "What did you mean they got here so soon?".
"They, they will be here, the ELIDs are attracted by the noise, they tend to move toward loud sounds". She stammers out, I have half a guess of what ELIDs are, but it's better to ask. "First thing first, what are ELIDs?". I ask, she looks at me surprised:" Do, do you not know?". She asks I recall the writing when I was waking up, or booting up, or whatever this body does when it rises from sleep, yes sleep, they mentioned Mind-altering contamination, while I don't like to lie, what ELIDs are it's probably common knowledge here, so I best not reveal that I may not be exactly from here. "Sadly my data banks are…corrupted, I managed to isolate the corruption, but unfortunately this locks me out of the memory banks". My response seems to satisfy her.
"Erm, how can I explain this" Spz-kr mutters, it's evident that she is not good with words, and an idea pops into my mind, "Hey why don't we connect and share the data since you don't seem to be good with words," I say but I receive no answer, until. "YOU PERVERT". Spz-kr shouts as she takes a step back while blushing furiously. I was genuinely not expecting such a reaction. Two dolls linking each other is something either extremely private and/or of sensual nature. Now armed with this knowledge I instead ask. "How about you just send me a file for me to review later?" I then begin looking around scanning the room after a while I find what I believe to be my designated firearm.
"Hmm," I hear her mutter, I can practically feel her gaze on me, eyeing me suspiciously. " th-that can be arranged" she blurts out as she turns around and scans the room as well until she finds what seems to be a data storage device on one of the shelves, she takes it and then turn to me "I'm-i'm gonna upload the files on ELIDs here, it's pretty big, so…it will take a while, I'm gonna switch to Level II to make the upload faster," she says but before I can even give her an answer her eyes turn darker and her mouth reveal a pair of long canine just like mine "Don't try anything funny, or I will Kill you". She says in a tone that does not belong to the same girl she was a second prior, this Doll must have a few screws loose. After that threatening phrase, she kneels on the floor cross-legged and takes a cable out of her neck port, and connects it to the storage device her eyes then look up at me as if waiting for me to say something.
"Ok, I promise I won't try anything, I am just going to be preparing for the wave." pausing to make it look like I am thinking I continue, "ELID you said right?" As I glance in her direction I notice two things, first, she is immobile and staring at the storage device with empty eyes, second I see that she too had animal features, I try making a mental checklist, but it seems that this new body makes it even easier as on the edge of my vision appear the list of things that I know we need to grab to try and survive, making a mental note of this discovery. Then go back to scavenging the place, after ten minutes of looking around it seems like most of the obvious stuff had been taken since within that time I could only find enough food to last a few days, and only enough water to last a week if we are cautious with it, along with a box of ammo each.
After gathering everything up I think to myself. Wait, do we even need to drink? I know food provides energy and if we can't keep this place running then that is our best backup option. Plus I don't plan on giving up eating… as my thoughts trail off for a few minutes before I am interrupted by the sound of clothes rustling, turning around I look over to Spz-kr.
"it's-it's done" Spz-kr had risen to her feet and is now holding out the storage device to it, she looks like a timid schoolgirl, embarrassed, and holding out a small present to her crush. I gently take it from her held-out hand, I turn around and take it back down the hatch, and set it on the table. I pause hearing the sounds of a dying generator. I look and see the door which the sound is coming from, I go and open the door and I see two backup generators one of which is dead silent and the other one is just barely puttering along. I quickly glance them over, not seeing anything obviously broken. I check their gas cans and see that one is empty and the other is running on fumes, turning the still running one off to save it from possible damage. The lights soon shut off.
Hearing another eep from Spz-kr I cautiously return to her only to see her stumbling around the place and ask her. "Alright first we need information, do you know how many are coming and what direction they are coming from?" after which I realize
"No-not many, this area of the city is mostly deserted, i-if my calculations are correct, we are looking at, w-worst case around twenty to fifty ELIDs of varying categories, Best case…around fifteen Elids". I nod and thank her for the information and then ask, "What do you know about the surrounding area?" After I finish and upon hearing no incomprehensible mumbling I sneak a look at the AR, she appears to be deep in thought, while I wait for her answer I walk to the broken window and take a look out to see dilapidated buildings, ruined cars and a few corpses around. Stepping away from the window I return my gaze to my gun and scan it.
UMP45
Damage = 4
AP = 1
Ammo = 0/25
Ammo Type - None
Attachments -
After scanning the gun I briefly give the thought to naming it but quickly push the thought to the side, and begin loading the clip making sure to leave one in the chamber and then loading in that extra bullet to give myself the full eleven. Looking at the box I see I have twenty-five bullets left in it. Deciding to give it a chance I try and scan the ammo and as it turns out it works.
Ammo - .45 ACP FMJ Damage +3, AP +4
Marking the note that you can scan ammo away for later use I get up and head to a crate I searched, pull out a backpack and slide the ammo into the main zipper and then go look for anything else that I can take to assist us.
"He-hum" I hear Spz-kr behind me and I promptly turn around. She is staring down hard at the table at the center of the room, she has placed a device on the center, probably something she found on one of the shelves or tables; suddenly the device lights up and a holographic map of the building we are in and the surrounding area appear on the table, "we are at the first floor of a two-floor building located a the end of a one-way road." Spz-kr says I nod and commit as much of the hologram to memory as I can. I glance up in front of the hologram and see her deep in thought, I'm about to call her out when she speaks:" I-I have a plan, ar-are you willing to listen to it?".
Looking in her direction I confirm that I am willing to hear her out. "What do you have in mind?" I ask, her eyes light up and it seems to improve her confidence somewhat as she lays out her plan"We-we can hold out here, by staying on the second floor we will have the height advantage over the ELIDs, plus, they can only come from a single direction". The holographic map now changes in response to her plan, showing vectors of where the enemy will come from and how from the second floor they have the vantage point over the incoming horde. "However". She continues. "We are near a police station, so we may encounter some armed ELIDs, they aren't stronger than regular ELIDs, as far as my database knows the local police station was only equipped with pistols and SMGs and maybe shotguns, which aren't that much of a threat so long as we keep them away". This worries me somewhat, considering I don't know how good of a shot I am.
What was that saying again aim small miss small? I think to myself. I turn around and grab my bag and go towards a survival knife I remember seeing earlier. While getting ready I say, "While that does sound like a plan we will still need to get things to fortify with and any other supplies we can get ahold of." I hear the sounds of Spz-kr behind me also getting ready. "If you know where some of your ammo is don't forget to reload up before you head out, as it stands right now we need fuel for the generators," I call over my shoulder as I attach the sheath of the knife to the waist of my pants between my side and the small of my back.
"Spz-kr says nothing but I hear her walking around, probably searching for supplies, once I finish getting ready I turn in the direction of the sounds and ask. "Which way would it be to the nearest gas station, or Walmart if it is closer?" I can feel my nerves rising as my situation is starting to feel more and more real the longer this goes on. "B-best to stay away from Walmart" This draws my curiosity, and as such I ask: "Why? we need those supplies if we want to survive and Walmart has the best chance of leftover stuff." She is relatively quick on the reply, though she stutters a bit:" T-t-that's because the Walmart is in the territory of a Class-D, we can't fight a Class-D, that's suicide". She blurts out, I guess a Class-D is a powerful ELID. Maybe in the file she handed me earlier there will be a more accurate description, despite my general curiosity I hold my tongue back and avoid asking questions.
"Is there a nearby gas station?" I ask. "Y-Yes, I think there is one roughly eight hundred meters away, just outside of the road turn left you will find it, it has a small shop but I doubt you will find something useful". I nod and say, "Thanks I'll keep that in mind I'm going to head out and see if I can gather any supplies to help against the horde, you should probably search as well if you can since we are going to need a lot of wood and nails." Hearing an affirmative from Spz-kr I make my way back over to the window, once I get there I use my pipe to clear out the rest of the broken glass, once done I hop out and take a look at my surroundings.
Seeing broken down cars and dilapidated building structures as my gaze follows along the way up the road I spot the sign of the gas station that was spoken about, following along as quietly as I could I draw the survival knife in case I come across any Elid, passing by what seemed to be an abandoned shed I spot a handle sticking out listening closely I don't hear anything nearby I move over and check it out. Once I get to the handle I open the door a little bit more to see what looked to be a large wagon like kids would have, seeing it as a possible way to carry more resources I pull the wagon out.
As I continue to make my way towards the gas station I keep my ears sharp my breathing feeling more like sharp stabs the further I get away from the known safety, I nearly jump out of what would be my new skin when the wind kicks up and I hear the sound of a can falling over. Looking around I realize now that I am right by the trash of the gas station, I look in the direction I heard the noise it came from I see that it came from behind the building leaving the wagon where I stood I raise the knife up and slowly make my way over to the noise, once I get close to the corner something reaches out from behind the building and attempts to grab me.
Quickly backing up I feel my artificial heart beating like crazy as I see that it is another stray Elid, the Elid ends up kicking a can and turns its head in that direction, taking the chance I jump up towards the Elid and thrust with all the might I can digging the blade of the knife into the skull as we both fall. The Elid jerks and spasms under me as I can feel myself breathing rapidly due to my fear. After a minute I calm down enough to look at my surroundings taking a few minutes to myself I just allow myself to quietly freak out now that I am not by Spz-kr.
After about ten minutes, I get myself together and get back to the task at hand, looking around I see some abandoned pallets so I go back and grab the wagon and load up as many as I can safely onto it. After I am done with that I make my way inside, once I am in there I am surprised at how much was left behind in the place, looking around I check to see if there is still power to the place I make a quick jaunt into the back to take a look at the fuse box after flipping a few switches the lights begin to turn on and I look around to see if there are any gas cans, I see that there is a few large ten-gallon cans, grabbing one I head back out and to the register to see if there is any way I can turn on the pumps to get some much-needed fuel.
Upon reaching the register I quickly found out I have no idea how to work the thing, deciding to try something out I stare intently at the register trying to hack it to no avail, after about a minute of doing so I then try and think of the process to hack the device. To my surprise, a brief box of code sprung up in my field of vision, following what felt natural. I went along with the programs surprised that I understood the code, and seconds later I had the cash register open and the fuel pumps active along with a display of how much is in each. Quickly grabbing the cash and putting it in my pocket I grab the canister again and head out to fill it up, after putting in as much as this one pump had I check it and see it is about half full, after doing so I make my way back towards the shop with about seven pallets and about five gallons of fuel.
It takes me a lot less time to get back thanks to me getting that freakout out of the way and I can better focus on my surroundings looking up I can see the sign of what looked like a mall, which could be of interest to me in terms of getting quiet transportation. In terms of getting a bike or a skateboard.
Spz-Kr POV.
Something ain't right about that Doll, something isn't right here, she seems familiar but at the same time she isn't. thought Spz-Kr after her companion, the Doll with the designation UMP45, left for scavenging supplies in the nearby gas station. Now that Spz-Kr was finally alone for a while, she had lots of pesky thoughts to sort through while she searched for ammo and magazines in the shop. The Doctor did stock up somewhere at least another two full magazines of ammo for her gun. "UMP45… her body frame model matches, but the serial number is different, could she have switched Body Frame" muttered Spz-Kr.
Spz-Kr was familiar with a doll carrying the same name designation as her current companion, UMP45. UMP45 was a shy and insecure Doll that several years ago had been rolled out by Sangvis Ferri's assembly lines at the same time and shared the same model as Spz-Kr herself.
Spz-Kr had befriended UMP45 and had developed a strong bond with her, though one day she disappeared, vanished even from the SF database, except for a single Backup copy that Spz-Kr knew had been taken and sold a few days before UMP45's disappearance. Spz-Kr was sure that was it not for her anti-tampering which made memory erasure and forced reset to factory settings next to impossible. Neural Cloud, she was sure UMP45 would have vanished from her memory banks as well.
Spz-Kr hoped to one day meet her UMP45, who knows maybe UMP45 still remembers her, Spz-Kr certainly hoped this was the case and that the UMP45 owner hadn't decided to wipe her neural cloud and restore her to factory settings.
Not long after UMP45 had vanished Spz-Kr herself was bought by someone who never showed his face to her, always wearing a full mask when in her presence; this someone had used her for experiments, and this scientist inserted the data extracted from the brain scan of a human soldier into her neural cloud in an effort to increase her combat performance without the use of an FCC.
Those experiments, that data that had been installed into her neural cloud broke her, she couldn't handle the weight of the memories that came alongside that Data, memory that the matrix of the brain scans had experienced throughout his life.
Spz-Kr was deemed a failure as those memories only minimally increased her performance and also made her suffer from what in humans would be most probably identified as PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder); these "PTSD" attacks arrived at random and most often than not during combat, these attacks forced her to see glimpses of memory, mostly of traumatic and violent nature, as they were deeper carved into the brain scan, and drew strong emotions from her Emotional Module, usually emotions of Fear and Terror.
Very very rarely Spz-Kr had gotten glimpses of the more peaceful memories of the matrix of the Brain Scan, those glimpses were often beautiful and calming.
As she was a failure her owner ripped her arms and legs off and threw her into a ditch somewhere, was it not for the owner of this shop which salvaged her just short of her batteries running out she would just be a dead frame in the middle of the god-forgotten nowhere.
The owner of the shop was a tall thin man, who had an air of kindness but his face always looked strict. He had taken her in, repaired her, cared for her, and even tried to fix her. The problem was, he did not have the time to finish. The Doctor decided to seal her away in that pod as the Salt Lake City incident happened in 2057, and the Doctor, as she called the owner of the shop, had to flee from the Collapse Radiation rapidly spreading from Salt Lake City. Before sealing her, Doctor told her this was for her safety as bad people were hellbent on finding her, and that he couldn't ensure her safety outside of the city. Spz-Kr hoped the Doctor had made it out alive and wasn't among the mutants she had or would be slain.
Though despite these thoughts running through her mind, who were the bad people, why did the doctor have to seal her, and could they be related to that Monster who used her for his experiments, her main focus fell on one thing: UMP45, Her companion. Spz-Kr knew full well that the UMP45 that had come out of the pod had very little chance of being the shy and insecure UMP45 she had met years prior, but her mind grabbed onto the delusion that she could be. She mentioned her memory banks being currently sealed due to data corruption, yes, that may be why she can't remember me and probably why she is so different. She may have switched her Body Frame, that's why her frame model number is different, many years have passed, and doll-switching Frames is a quite common thing.
Maybe she is that backup that was sold before her disappearance, Doctor knew about that backup, I told him, and he also knew how attached I was to her, he may have tracked that backup down and bought it, despite his strict appearance he was so kind, he almost seemed to be one of those very few humans which looks at us at equals and not as tools. That's why I called him Doctor, he treated us the same way an ideal human doctor should treat his patients. UMP45 and Spz-Kr were sisters, they did exit the production line at the same time and shared the same model.
Spz-Kr finally found what she was looking for, two Stg-44 magazines and a box of 7.92×33mm Kurz ammo, she was lucky such ammo had become common, at least in this area, as many people started digging out German Last-Ditch weapon concepts to defend themselves in case of an Elid Horde; this was also because due to the government applying strong regulations against modern equipment, especially more modern weapon systems.
Spz-Kr wielded a WWII gun that never exited the drawing board, and yet, someone from over almost 100 years in the future decided to put it into production due to its relative simplicity. Spz-Kr gave a quick look at her gun, her thought pattern going from UMP45 to her own weapon. "This is such a Cursed Gun". and she loved the cursed gun she was wielding, it was unique. The Spz series was designed as a cheap, last-ditch assault rifle that was made out of components from the Stg44 and the Sten Submachinegun. Spz-Kr, as her name implied, wielded the Kr version, the shorter one, which had the magazine working as a pistol grip and the receiver also being the stock, a primitive bullpup.
As she was looking around Spz-Kr found a radio set, it was still in working condition but its batteries were dead, she would need to recharge and that would mean that she would have to turn on the generators to recharge it, and they were out of fuel, she would need to wait for UMP45 to return if she returned that is, she hasn't heard any gunfire, but hey, ELID can surprise as sometimes they simply lay there, seemingly dead until you turn your back on them.
Spz-Kr then noticed something above the fireplace and approached it. It was a dusty wooden box, she opened it, and her sight was welcomed by a small wooden frame, she took it and cleaned it, and now two clear pictures appeared in her sight.
Spz-Kr broke.
UMP45 POV
Arriving back at the shop I quickly head back towards the window I hopped out of and park the wagon nearby. "Hey, I got some things that will help us out," I call out as I arrive at the window. But I don't hear or see anything, I decided to head inside the shop and I can't find my companion anywhere. After some serious looking around I found the staircase to the second floor, and upon arriving at the second floor I saw a cozy apartment, and then facing the fireplace I saw my companion, she was holding something in her hands. "Hey, I'm back" I call out but receive no answer, so I decide to approach her, slowly, very slowly from what I saw so far she is unstable and if I scare her too much she might even attack me, my mind shivers as a replay of her brutally smashing that zombie's head with her mace plays inside my head. Now I'm really close, roughly one meter away, I try to call out to her " Hey, is everything alright". But once again no answer came from the unresponsive doll in front of me, so I decided to risk it and get closer.
I go to her side and my gaze fell on what was on her hand, it's a small wooden frame with two pictures inside, one with Spz-Kr and another girl, whose appearance is somewhat familiar and yet alien to me. The second photo is one with Spz-Kr and a tall thin man with a strict-looking face. My eyes go up toward Spz-Kr's face, and…she is crying.
I reach out to her, my hand touching her shoulder, unable to hold back anymore she hugs me tightly and breaks down into sobs. I start awkwardly caressing her soft hair. Something within me stirs, a sense of caring. She keeps sobbing for a while and in her mutterings I hear her call out my "name", UMP45, and someone she calls Doctor. After a few minutes of petting, she raises her head and looks at me with hope's filled eyes. "45 is that you?". She calls me by a shortened version of my name, but I feel like she isn't talking to me, more like she is referring to someone with my same name.
"Everything alright Kr, don't worry, I'm here". The word comes out of my mouth I don't know if I am or if I ever was this 45 she is thinking of but I'm what she has now, and I will do my best to help her.