Prologue

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Amy immediately wakes up after the flash of the atomic bomb distresses her eyes. She tries to get up, but somehow, she couldn't move. She looks down to notice she was strapped down on an operation table. She looks around to find herself in some metal chamber. She couldn't feel her hair. Her mind started to race. Anxiety rushes rapidly throughout her body. Where is she? How did she get here? Why is she here?

Amy glances at the sound of a metal door sliding open. She couldn't see who was there in the dark room behind the door. Her eyes widen when two figures enter the room, wearing goggles and operation masks. One of them was carrying a box full of medical tools while the other holds a needle full of a mysterious liquid. Amy tries to break free.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU PEOPLE?!?!" she screamed. "LET ME GO!!!" The figure reaches for her, but soon backs up when Amy hisses loudly at him. Her sharp fangs made him, or her, hesitate fearfully.

"Bring them in," said the figure, in a male voice. With that, a group of masked men, wearing helmets that covered their faces and blue jumpsuits, come in to the room with police batons. Amy immediately knows that these men were not near-friendly at all. One of the masked men hits her across the head.

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Amy slowly awakens inside a cell. Her head started to ache very badly. She went to cover her head, but it was no use. Her wrists were cuffed from chained connected to the wall, separating both her arms and hands. The sliding door she faces opens up. Two of the masked guards come in, and another man. He comes in and presses the door panel to close the door behind him. Amy glares deeply into his eyes.

"You may be wondering who we are and why you are here," said the man. "I have all the answers you wish to know. But give us an answer - what are you, exactly? How did you become...that?"

"WHERE AM I?! WHERE'S MY MOM AND MY BROTHER?!?!" screamed Amy. The last time she could remember was her mother and her brother, Jeffery, were looking over her in the hospital bed. Amy was bitten by a mutated bat that, too, somehow mutated her into a mutant, though what only changed her was her skin color and the growth of sharp fangs.

"We shall give you those answers until you give us answers," said the man. "Now then, what are you?"

"....my name is Amelia Elliot," said Amy. "I...somehow, I turned into this, after I was bitten by a mutated bat..."

"Interesting," he said. "Somehow that bat's genes have combined with the radiation it absorbed that it passed its genes into your blood. Now I'm not sure if that's the case, but it's a possibility."

"Now tell me, where the fuck I am," Amy angrily said. "Don't make me break these chains and rip your tongue out..."

"There's no need for violence," said the man. "I am a man of my word. I am Vergil Quincy, Overseer of Vault 115. We found you under the rubble from the old hospital back in DC. Strangely enough, we've studied how you survived the atom bomb. You somehow managed to survive the exposure of ionizing radiation from the blast, probably due to the radiation you've consumed from the bat that bit you. We've managed to take you back here and give you large doses of RadAway and Rad-X. We've studied more of how you managed to survive, and those results were quite shocking."

"That...is really impossible," said Amy. "I would've been dead! I was clearly exposed to that bomb! I could've died!"

"The human species is very interesting to learn," said Vergil. "Their anatomy, personality, traits, so many things to learn. You are a very special kind of person for this world. However, it's too dangerous for you. You can't live like this."

"Wait...what do you mean?!" Amy asked. She tries breaking the chains off the walls to break free. The guards take her arms and pin her hard. One pushes his baton hard against Amy's throat.

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