Day One: Part 1

[Guu]

Before she could process what was happened, she was shuffled out of her place next to Desco in the Barracks and down a long hallway. She had just barely found her again, and now they were separated once more. She was lead into one of 46 helicopters. In a whirlwind of confusion, the employees snapped a collar on her neck and placed a strange weapon in her arm stubs. Within seconds of wearing the collar, she started to feel incredibly sick to the stomach as the helicopter took off to an unknown location.


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The Helicoptor door flung open. Guu was ushered out of the chopper and she felt the dirt between her toes. The pain from her stomach now hurt worse than ever. It wasn’t enough for her to stop functioning, but it was one hell of a distraction.

She focused to spread out her senses to find Desco, but somehow, she couldn’t feel anything anymore. Suddenly, what was an all seeing eye in her brain had shut and refused to open. She pondered at this odd turn of events, but then she remembered what Desco said, about how the collars places limits on the contestant’s power. Could it be blocking her enhanced senses? She sighed, she had basically gone back to square one with that power. She came close to cursing Karl Jak under her breath, but she could already hear Doom Guy calling out her hypocrisy. With no super power to turn to, she relied on her other senses.

She was near a forest. The fresh smell of tree bark was pungent against the nose she formed for this purpose. Her ears could here the gentle breeze through the nearby leaves. She appeared to be in a clearing of sorts, in front of her a large building of sorts. At first, she had a curious sense of deja vu from the building until it suddenly hit her.

“Very funny Karl” She said out loud.

She realized she was still clutching her weapon in her arms. While she couldn’t imagine how this thing could be used as a weapon when she first saw it, but now she held it in her paws, it was like the information just seeped into her head. Noticing that it has straps, she hooks it onto the back of her clothing.

Turning her attention to her stomach, she examined the skin of her belly. It was clean, no marks. She tried to reach down her throat, but she wound up coughing and weezing. He belly gave off a growl.

“My… tummy’s rumbling… Do I have a normal stomach now?”

Working off that hunch, she pulled out one of the MRE’s from her bag. She ripped one open, and pulled out one of the contents. It was labeled as “maple sausage.” She pulled out the meat and popped it in her mouth. The taste was horrible, it was cold against her tongue, but she was desperate.

She tried to remember how humans used to do this. She remember them grinding up the food in their mouths. It was so baffling to her in the past why people would spend so much time preparing food if they were just going to destroy it anyways, but after the experience of this thing in her mouth, she wondered if the time made it more pleasant…

She shapeshifted some teeth, taking a few tries to get human teeth and slowly grounds the strange matter in mush and twinged as some of the fell down her throat. However, it did ease the pain a bit.

She kept eating the sausage, gagging, forcing it down the best she could. As her brain was focused on that, he legs started walking forward in search of Desco, blind to the path ahead.