(Revised, better written, more detailed, this story contains HIGHLY graphic scenes.)
Confusion clouds his thoughts as he grapples with fragmented memories.
The last thing he recalls is a routine patrol of the mines, a gate in a sea of red, and a pa...
Mu looks down at his new armor, the pristine white contrasts with his shell and uniform... it offered protection to his vital components, even though his model has so many redundant systems.
His eyes land on the corpse of the Ara, before he scans the lockers again, someone must've 'borrowed' his pistol, he can't be angry, it might've saved their life.
He walks to the door, and as it slides open...
!ACHTUNG!
A screech is heard, Mu jumps a bit looking up just in time to see an uncharged stun prod slam across his face... he grunts loudly as it slams into him, memories pour into his head...
With newfound strength, Mu leans away from the next swing, the kicks the STAR backwards, she stumbles back, giving Mu just enough time to rush forward...
He kicks low, his foot slamming right into the corrupted Starlings knee, the force of the kick forces its mechanical knee to buckle backwards, falling to the ground...
She attempts to swing again, but Mu catches it, his other hand reaches for the STAR's head...
!ACHTUNG!
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!ACHTUNG!
Mu pushes the corpse back, it falls, landing on the floor with a thump... his hand is coated in oxidant... his fingers loosen, and a small device falls to the floor...
It clacks against the floor as he turns away, approaching the door which should lead where the elevators are... it slides open as he approaches, and he only offers a glance to the corpse behind him...
Looking down at his hand coated in oxidant, he wipes it off onto his body armor, "Well... it was clean." He steps into the 'waiting' area of the medbay, spacious, window to his right looking into the receptionists office, and two elevators, atleast, the doors to them.
His demeanor has shifted, if only slightly, fear may boil into him, but with that hit to the head, memories have returned, of conflicts, combat, tactics... many holes are still burrowed into his memory, but atleast some have filled...
With a heavy breath, he walks towards the elevators... Ella said both himself and the Commander became comatose after going into the mines, he should head down to the mines... whatever started this might be down there.
