Fenrir in the 501st

Engineering

I open my eyes to stare at the ceiling. I'm still in the medical room of the 507th's base. My body aches with everything movement, breathing included. Today is the fourth day I'm in this bed apparently, there are no plans for me to go back to the 502nd as they already have a strain on resources. One less mouth to feed. Beurling was not in the room when I woke up. I did hear her walk by talking with Anabuki.

I carefully sit myself up and slid my legs off the side of the bed. I slowly raise to my feet and try to stand. I push past the pain, my leg wobble more and more as I put more weight on them. I begin to get used to this feeling of weakness. Using the wall as support I make my way to the door of the room. Only for it to open and I come face to face the the Tanuki.

Wing Commander Sakomizu - ' You shouldn't be out of bed, you still injured. Let me take care of you. '

Ashley - ' No thanks, I need to find whats left of my unit, you did bring it back didn't you? '

Wing Commander Sakomizu - ' Yes, we did but when we looked at it, it was damaged beyond repair. The magic engine is a lump of metal. I got some papers for you to be assigned a desk job with Air Marshal Galland. Thats of you want to continue in the military. '

Ashley - ' Just show me, my unit. I have to write about its performance data for Ursula. '

I hear the Tanuki give a sigh. Then offers me her shoulder. As much as I hate to do this, I take the offer and let her lead me to the hangers.

We reach the hanger and I see off in the corner whats left of my unit. Even from this far I can tell its a hunk of metal in the shape of a striker. I stop leaning on the Tanuki's shoulder amd hobble my way of to my unit, almost falling several times.

I make it to my unit and fall to my knees. I slowly look over it. Even if I were to use magic, this would be incredibly hard to do, no almost impossible. It would be easier to build a new unit with the hull as a base. That could work. But... my Magic is highly unstable right now. It's so unstable I couldn't even fly a broom. My body is unable to handle magic that unstable running through it in it current state. I'm biologically unable to use magic as my body needs to use magic to heal that injury but can't have magic active in my body cause it would do more damage. Wait.... bio....Bioengineering! Thats it! If im quick enough and use it on my self, I could forcefully heal my injury and adapt to the unstable magic. But with that come alot of risk. If I'm too slow or mess up. I'd either be a cripple or dead. I'll need to think things through and problem solve in theory. I should also look at my medical records and see were is the most damage and other thing I have to take into account.

I slowly push my self up to stand but kneeling for some time makes me fall over but I feel someone catch me.

Beurling - ' What are you doing out of your bed! '

I here the Tanuki click her tongue. Beurling helps me stand and leads me to the medical room.

Ashley - ' Can you get the medical report of my injury for me, I want to read it over. '

Beurling - ' ...Yeah, I can do that. But... it's not pretty. '

Ashley - ' I don't need to read it to know it won't be easy to see. I can feel it. '

I shoot Beurling with a wry smile. She then turns around and moves to a filing cabinet. I watch as she rummages through it. She pulls out a folder and comes back over to me.

Beurling - ' Here, it should be in here. '

Ashley- ' Thanks. '

I take the folder from her hand and look it over. Wow is an understatement, by how the report says I should be a red mist in the air. Apparently my magic is what holding my body together, and even that is holding on by a thread.

I look up from the report to see Beurling still in the room but looking away from me with a pained expression on her face. I look back down and finish reading.

I take a deep breath and put down the file with a sigh. This has gotten alot more complicated than I thought. I could die at anytime and no one can stop it.

What I've seen from the charts is that my magic is passively holding my condition, the report says that all my magic is being used to stabilize myself. Even with their tools they couldn't find out I had an unlimited amount of magic. I'm also under constant supervision and they all have sedatives incase I try to pull something. I can even see Beurling playing with the syringe poorly hidden in her jacket. It seems they know I tend to try things I shouldn't. If I were to use my magic to heal myself I would need about an hour or two. Then I would most likely fall into a coma for sometime. I face Beurling and clear my throat. She looks over to me.

Ashley - ' I'm done looking over the data. '

Beurling - ' Alright. '

She walks over and take the file and puts it back.

Ashley - ' I'm kinda hungry, do you thing I could get some food? '

Beurling - ' Sure, but stay in bed, don't do anything stupid. '

I give a her smile and lay down like I'm about to go to sleep. She leaves the room and shuts the door. I wait a few minutes before getting out of the bed and moving a bunch of stuff to block the door.

It's time to get started. I sit in a medative position. Come on Fenrir I'll need your help with this. I feel a frigid breeze embrace me, but it didnt feel cold. We only get one shot. Lets start, I flair my magic to start my makeshift bioengineering plan.