Libra sat up from her bed, having taken a midday nap. She got up and took a quick shower, going to her closet after. She slipped into the skintight black outfit that went under her combat suit. She put on the suit right after, sheathing her double kukiri onto her waist. Finally, she slid her dark helmet into her head. As she was doing this, there was a knock at the door. "Come in!" she called. A soldier poked his head in, looking straight at Libra. "Meeting," he said,"ten minutes." Libra nodded. "Thank you." she replied. After he left, she sighed. "What is it this time?" she wondered aloud.
Libra opened the door to the meeting room. A collection of military commanders and business people sat around a large redwood table. Libra took her usual seat near the head of the table, uncomfortable with all the eyes on her. The man at the head of the table, dressed in a white suit, called loudly over the murmuring. "Why don't we begin?" he said and all sound ceased. The man in white pointed at one of the military commanders, an average sized man. The man rose, and speaking in a gravelly voice, stated,"There has been an attack on Outpost 14." There was some whispering, but the commander quickly glared the the sources down. He cleared his throat. "We lost ten men, their weapons taken with the attackers. Among the dead is a Hammerblow." There was instant uproar. Everyone knew of the elite soldiers, widely feared throughout the wasteland. Defeating one was a nearly impossible task. The man spoke over the din,"Even more astounding, we believe the attack was carried out by a single person." The noise died, everyone staring at the commander in disbelief. Then one man started laughing, and it quickly spread to the others at the table. Libra even found herself chuckling as well. There was no way that was true. Libra knew of only 4 people in the wasteland capable of suck a feat. Herself, Leo the gang leader, Gemini the Corporation mercenary, and Aries the zombie hunter, who lives in the city. All of these people either worked for the Corp. or never killed soldiers unless attacked. As she thought about this, the commander yelled loudly,"The townspeople told us everything they saw, and even managed to take a picture." Once again, silence. He gestured to the front of the room. The lights dimmed, and a screen slid down from the ceiling. A picture of a young woman, dressed in a lightly armored skintight suit appeared on the screen. She had a slightly undersized katana in one hand, and a silenced pistol in the other. The picture was obviously taken in the middle of the attack, with the woman shooting her gun at a man offscreen. The commander turned back to the crowd of people. "This woman was the only other person spotted during the fight. She was seen fighting the Hammerblow by multiple people, and some saw the man impaled on her sword." The group stared open mouthed at the screen. The commander sat down as the white suited man stood up. He looked at Libra. "This woman is our main priority now. I want her captured, but if her resistance will not allow transport, kill her." Libra nodded, then left the room with all the other meeting members.
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Apocalypse Zodiac
ActionEastern Nevada, 7 years after the outbreak. A mysterious man sits upon the throne of the Corporation, a militaristic organization that set itself up as the governing body of the region as the zombies became less abundant. Libra works for this man...