"I'm a Healer, but..." [Arknights x Male Reader Insert]

Episode 8 - 1: The Beginning of the End

"So why am I with you again? I thought I was gonna retrieve Ch'en and fight Talulah?" The Doctor asked Kal'tsit, the two and her selected team walking through the halls of the Power Supply Sector.

"Cause we need to test this theory if you're going to beat her." Kal'tsit answered.

"Said theory is...?" The Doctor asked, crossing his arms.

"Ah! There you are, Doct— oh..." W shouted, but held her hands up seeing the entire squad prepare for battle, knowing well what she was capable of.

"What rotten luck I have today... Oh. And what an unexpected reunion, Kal'tsit." W continued.

"You are gravely wounded..." Kal'tsit noted, burns and cuts almost all over her body. "What do you go by now, W?" Kal'tsit asked.

"Still W. Didn't have time to change it yet... as you can see." She replied in annoyance.

"Hold up, why are you all just casually milling around a place like this? Don't tell me he killed the old man..." W said with a sigh, pointing at the Doctor.

"I may have done that." He shrugged.

"Wow. You really are the real deal, huh, Doc... That sucks. That old fella was the only person who made me even give Reunion a second glance. Seems today was that idealist's last." W sighed, before glaring at the Doctor with hatred.

"Don't tell me you want to join him?" The Doctor scoffed, charging his power with his own scornful leer.

"You're working with the Doctor... Kal'tsit?" W asked.

"Is there a problem, W?" Kal'tsit wondered.

"Of course!— Assuming you're not like this bastard pretending to have amnesia.  But if that's true, guess it doesn't matter... We'll shit, either I'm the crazy one, or you are. But even if I'm crazy that doesn't make you any less of a loon." W insulted.

"You're still clearheaded, W. Let's save the small talk for later." Kal'tsit sighed. "Don't wanna. What even happened? Just looking at you makes me want to puke." W scoffed. "Even if I'm trying to to throw up, this is just too funny." She added.

"Kal'tsit, you finally went bonkers too. Trying to tame the evil spirit of Babel?" W asked, confusing the Doctor.

"We can't prove there are any memories left in this one's head. We're just working together for the time being." Kal'tsit replied.

"I knew Kal'tsit was old, but how old does that make her...?" The Doctor muttered about W.

"This so called amnesia. How are you so sure that it's not all an elaborate act?" W asked with a grin.

"Probably because I literally know nothing about you..." The Doctor answered.

"Shut it." W spat, making the Doctor raise his hands in defense.

"Just wait your turn, Doc. When I'm finish with her, it'll be time for the two of us to have a nice, long chat." W said with a glare. "Ugh... there's no point taking things out on you. You either have amnesia, or you're pretending to." She accepted, calming down.

"But the woman next to you... Is totally out of her mind." W exclaimed.

"Back then... There was only one person who entered the Speaker's Office and knew Theresa's whereabouts. Kal'tsit, you know what that means, don't you?" W asked her.

"Of course. I know it better than you do." She replied.

"Those were your words!" W shouted. "So what's the deal? What are you doing now?— oh I get it. You're trying to make another exchange. Tit-for-tat. But it's Theresa on the other end!"