Why is no one adding to some of the other stories that aren’t about furry tf’s? You know that some of these stories could take interesting (no furry) paths, but no.
Anyways here’s the story...
A young woman walked through the deserted town. Seemingly void of any life. She had long brown hair and mocha colored skin she had a grey shirt and pants, black boots, a holster with a pistol in it. Her rifle was around her right shoulder. The brunette walked unsteady as she gripped her left side; blood dripping from the wound. ‘Must get to shelter before dark’ thought the soldier. She found it hard to see as her vision blurred and she saw blackness...
She awoke to see that she was in some dark room with only a few lanterns to provide a low source of light. She tried to move, but immediately felt a shock of pain in her wound and fell back onto the stretcher like bed. Then a man in a terquois nurses outfit approach the bed. He turned a few more lights on around her and she flinched in defense when he attempted to touch her.
“It’s alright I’m just going to check on the wound.” Said the nurse.
She lowered her guard as he inspected the bandages. With the light illuminating her, she saw that she had only her white tank top, pants and boots on. He finished examining her and she spoke,” Where am I?”
“Somewhere safe”
“That’s reassuring” she said. He gave a slight sigh and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by another entering the room.
“ so how’s our patient?”
“She’s stable and should be able to get up, but moving will be painful even with the meds.” Informed the nurse. The other person waved the man away and sat in a nearby chair. That’s when a loud sound shook the room slightly as small amounts of dirt left the ceiling.
“What was that?”
“Just a minor incident nothing to concern yourself with.” Said the person who waved the doctor away. She was a woman in her mid 40s with medium black hair in a bun. She had a green shirt with camo cargo pants and boots. The woman then spoke, “ Allow me to introduce myself, I am General Lisa Autom with the Resident Reformation Corpse. And who might you be?”
The young soldier thought but could not remember her name or anything about her. The confused girl studered with uncertainty, “ I... can’t ... I don’t... know.”
“Wow that’s a new one. Let’s see if this jogs your memory.” The general said as she raised her hand about to strike. Then the same doctor from before ran in out of breath.
“Wait *pant* *pant* I forgot to mention that there has been some damage to her head, affecting her memory. So she doesn’t remember much.”
“ oh, is that so” Said the general with disappointment. She lowered her hand and smiled, “Then take her to the decontamination area, strip her and look for anything that could be used to identify her.”
“ yes ma’am” Said the doctor and he helped her up and led her to the area.