The Captains Daughter

Chapter 3: Injured

(hiya! i hope you enjoyed last chapter, sorry for the cliffhanger, and i hope you enjoy this one!)

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

"So, we got a little Tank-girl hmm? Bet we could torture a lot out of her, hahaha.", the other Henchmen, not the one holding me, says.

I bite their hand again and again, before the other Henchmen comes up and goes to hit me with their gun.

BANG!

Thud. Blood splatters across my helmet and goggles, as i see the Henchmen fall, lifeless, onto the dry, desert ground.

I see a man wearing a dirty Tankmen helmet, with the goggles broken, ginger hair peaking through, he wears a lime green long sleeved top, with the sleeves and collar area being darker, with a Tankmen vest, dirty and covered in blood. He wears beige baggy trousers with big black boots and black gloves. He holds a UZI, him having just shot the Henchmen about to attack me.

The Henchmen holding me holds his pistol, that he unholstered, against my head. "If you move i'll fucking shoot her!", he says. I bite his hand really fucking hard. And he yelps and drops the gun, "Duck!", the unknown man says, i do so and he shoots the henchmen that was holding me. I see that the Henchmen that i dragged down on the floor crawled a bit away, but the unknown man shoots him as well.

"Thanks, uh, what do i call you?", i ask. "Pico. And you're welcome. What were you doing out here alone, unless those two corpses were your team.", he, Pico, replies. "Oh no, no. One of those were just someone that used to harass me a lot. My team is in sector 5.".

"You didn't say why you were here.", Pico asks again. "He said he had a 'surprise'. I got curious, and came here, after sneaking away from my team..Who are probably looking for me, oh i'm going to be in serious shit after this.", i start to worry, doing quotation marks with my fingers on the word surprise. "Why would you get into serious shit after this? What are they, your parents? Or are they toxic?", he asks interested. He also walks a little over to me.

"Oh well actually, they are my Dads. My Pops is the Captain so he always makes sure i'm patrolling with him or my Dad. It's annoying, i'm an adult, i don't need to be babied.", i vent to him. "I see. They're probably just looking out for you, though i wouldn't know.", he said, he seems almost, sad. Though it's hard too tell. He seems like he's emotionless almost. I go to sit up but after putting pressure on my shoulder and my legs, i remember my shoulder and leg have been shot. And i just forgot. I'm a idiot.

"Oh you're hurt. Do you have a medkit or anything?", Pico asks. He walks over to me and sit in front of me. He smells like smoke and metal? Blood? I'm not sure. But, it's oddly..Nice. He's a STRANGER i shouldn't think he smells nice, i'm such a creep. "No, i don't. But uh, don't worry, i can walk back to my Dads' tank, assuming they haven't moved..They have a medkit there, but i can also doctor myself pretty well so i can get the bullets out and patch myself up if i find a medkit somewhere else, or i can go back to my works med bay.", i explain.

I grab one of the corpses near me and take off their glove, and rip their sleeve, wrapping it around my leg, before struggling to do the same for my shoulder. "Here, i can help." Pico offers. He grabs the ripped cloth i have and ties it around my shoulder for me. I feel...I bit embarrassed, but also thankful. "Thank you.", i thank him awkwardly. "It's no problem, i've dealt with worse.", he responds.

"You're injured so i can help you walk to wherever is closest, or i can carry you probably.", he offers while standing up.