[In a heavily secured secret secret based]

The sound of heavy squeaking boots steps through the secured halls of the fortress. The medals and badges jingles harmonically when walking. Stopping at the end of the hall in front of a giant iron door.

Knock knock knock

The door opens for him... The man was tall. With white fair skin, dirty blonde hair worn in a combover, and thick dirty blonde eyebrows. He wore the standard USA General uniform and has multiple badges and signifying ranks... one ring sticking out the most. We're three stars all lined up. Meaning he was a General of army.

Stepping insides. Two guards were standing next to someone. They were tied up to a chair. Wearing a dark outfit. A large black hoodie with a hood over their head...the general looked at the being up and down. Wondering who it could be ...or what it could be.

"Where did this one come from?" He asked. His deep American accent. His hands behind his back. His posture straight and his body completely still. Using only his right hand to move as he talked. But his eyes never leaving the person right in front of him.

"An unidentified aircraft was located just outside the base, sir...." Spoke one soldier who held a gun up to their head. Having more of a serious and monotone voice. "We shot them down...and dug her up." The other soldier said. Pressing the tip of the gun more closer to the person. Who now has been identified as a female.

"Her? As in she.... Mmmh... I do believe I might have a clue... Very good. Now, run along men." His gaze looks back up at the two soldiers. The two men looking at him with confusion. Going to ask if that was such a good idea to be left alone. But the general just ordered them again to leave. Which they obeyed. Leaving the two of them alone and the secured claustrophobic-like room.

He watched as they leaved out. Turning his body around and in a about-face movement. His serious expression turned into a more Sly one. Staring at the mysterious female dressed in dark. "So... Now that we're alone, talk about let's talk about you. Why were you flying around these parts?" He asked her. As he began to walk around her. Like a vulture circling around a corpse. "Did you have somewhere to be, madam? Is it just pure coincidence that you found yourself stumbling upon a restricted barrier?... And somehow you had the inhuman strength to beat down nearly 50 of my men... Could it be coincidence that you are in fact HER....?"

He stops mid sentence. Turning his head to look over at the girl. Waiting for a response from her or any type of movement. But all he got was silence and nothing. His face showing displeasing and disappointment. "Silence.... I hate it. You don't speak. That would suggest you're either death, mute, or desperately keeping a secret." He walks closer to her sticking up three fingers as he goes down the order he just spoke out.

"Or perhaps this is like a game" He takes out a rather large pocket knife from within his uniform. Flipping out the blade and trailing his finger across the very sharp dagger. "Childish, but I'll play along... You have been known to like roughness ...Miss... That is if you are her. Which I believe you are." He raps his arm around her neck. Somewhat choking her. But she still kept quiet.

"Let's play cops and robbers... I'm the cop." He brings the blade closer to her face. "You're the robber. You have what I want. And I need you to give it to me.... I got my site sent on a couple of colorful crackpots. And you want to know that I plan to do with them?..." He watched as her breathing increases.

"You're linked to them. I can tell... The way your breath creates fog on the blade of my knife... Meaning you really care for them. And are willing to do anything to keep them safe... So let's see how well you are of taking orders. I know he is the reason for your current state. Which is why I need you. Why I need your body and your mind. You know his secrets... So tell me what you know."

His eyes continue to stare down at the woman. Though his arm was tightly wrapped around her neck. His blade trailed down her body. Touching from her chest, to her stomach, all the way down to in between her thighs. Gliding it carefully yet seductively. He could hear her breath hitch. Feeling a little bit now and patient.

"... You know what my favorite color is?" He asked the woman. Before bringing his blade right back up to her neck. Cutting her neck deeply on the side. Not too far where it cut a jugular vein. But deep enough to wear blood dripped off the reflecting knife. Now dripping more onto her clothes and on the hard floor.

"Red."

"Dark. Red."

"Like the blood I'll use to decorate this dagger... If you do not tell me everything about Red L-"

A large explosion happens inside of the base. Causing half of the room to shake and the large noises of people screaming and gunshots going off. Leaving a giant hole in the room. Perfect for escaping. Confusing the General completely. "What th- OOF!" The back of her head comes in contact with his face. Making him fly back and hit the floor with a side. She uses her feet to flip the chair over and slam it on her back. Making the chair broken a pieces and letting her free. She snaps the rope off and makes her escape.

"Yeah...I'm her...I'm Y/N fuckin L/N bitch... And don't you forget it." She rips off her Hood. Revealing her face to the man. His face was heartstruck. But he thought was nothing but military rumors turned out to be true. She was Project Umenneskelig... The undefeatable soldier. When he heard about the rumors he never expected her to be so beautiful... A twisted sadistic smile showed on his face. As blood dripped down his nose. Licking his lips as he gripped onto his arm. She had quickly left before any more soldiers came.

"There you are my beauty... I know I'd find you someday. Here I thought you were nothing but a made-up dream. But it seems like my wishing star worked perfectly."

I pushed past any soldiers that try to help me. I ran straight into the lab room. Going over to the computer and quickly typing something. To which I earned multiple pictures. All secret government pictures. I'll take it on that faithful day .... The day that she killed him. And the day I fell in love.... I always thought love made a man week. But it's the type of woman that makes him stronger.

"...So... The world has finally fix itself up huh? And in a more cyber future realistic world? Thinking that everything is all peachy huh? Oh boy are they wrong... Because she is known as a military weapon and no longer as a human now... Birth certificate and social Security no where to be seen. It's seems that she's no longer a person... But state of the arts high-tech military equipment! And seeing how he took in the Liberty to take some of our highly classified laboratory chemicals to create these experiments. Then perhaps she doesn't belong to him.... She belongs to ME."

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(ﾟ⁠οﾟ⁠人⁠) Heyyy....

.....how you been?

Um....

We're back.
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