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SIX ─────────── BIALYA!
Erica Sato was convinced her parents were currently watching as she trekked through the cold night-ridden desert of Bialya. She was convinced this was an exercise—testing to see how she would do under pressure. But, she couldn't remember anything her parents had told her. She doesn't remember a briefing about this mission, or why she was here. She didn't know what direction she was suppsoed to be going, and what the objective was. At some point, Erica sat down to let her legs rest, the cold sand unwelcoming. The starry sky provided no comfort to Erica as she pulled her knees to her chest, placing her chin on her leg. Why doesn't she remember? Why isn't she in Gotham? Why did she have all this fancy high-end stealth weaponry on her?—her parents certainly never gave her this. There were so many questions—too many. Tears flooded her eyes as Erica's head fell downwards, the hard pounding of her head beginning to start. Her mind was fuzzy—she felt miserable. Erica blinked hard, tears streaming down her cheeks, looking up to the sky, wondering.
Why was she here?
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It's September, Erica realizes. Last she remembered it was March—what was even happening? Erica has been growing more and more frustrated since last night when she woke up here. She can't find her radio, and there's no good signal on her hologlove. It doesn't help the fact that she's hungry and dehydrated. It wouldn't surprise her if she dropped dead. But, she was hoping for a more exciting death like quicksand—which as a child, she thought would be a much bigger problem then it turned out to be. "Watch out!" A strong female yells, and Erica looks up to find a girl covered in dark tattoos storming towards her. What the hell?
Erica gasps and jumps out, watching as the girl whipped out two devices and opened a small canister of water, the water conjuring into two blades. A shirtless boy comes crashing down from the sky, creating a crater in the sand. He screams loudly as the girl fends him off. They tustle for a moment before Erica steps in, only to receive a hard right-hook against her jaw, which sends her barreling towards the grainy dune of sand. The guy screams again once more as the girl wraps him in water before he breaks free, jumping back into the air and back in another direction. Water, is the first thing that comes to Erica's mind.
