2 A Rift In Space And Time
How long was I In hibernation?
I asked Inside my mind.
99 years, 11 months, and 27 days.
The holographic message appeared In my cracked crimson HUD view, as It did I froze once again as a horrifying conjecture materialized In my mind.
When was the last UNOE transmission you Intercepted?
80 years ago.
After receiving this information, I grabbed my helmet, causing the AI to unlock its locks with a hiss of air.
As I took off my helmet the scorching sun landed on my 20-year-old-looking E*ropean face.(Concept art In the paragraphs comment)
I was quite the lady killer if you didn't take into account the unhealthy pale scarred skin.
White hair with sides, back, and face shaved clean tied into a small high bun with a string of black falling over my right eye.
Both my eyes pupils glowed ice-blue as a result of my cybernetic lenses, my irises glowed bloodred and my scleras were pitch black because of my extremely augmented body.
You could see the lightly visible black arteries and veins pulsating under my skin.
I let go of my helmet allowing It to fall down onto the blood and body matter-covered sand that was absorbing the blood like a dried-out sponge.
As I sat down and leaned against the post-apocalyptic armored car's front.
I greedily breathed In the toxin and radioactive air, whose toxins got filtered by my augmented lungs while my augmented cells and nanites filtered out the radiation.
It seemed like my duty was finally over, for the past 80 years not counting the time I spent In hibernation I dutifully abided by the oath that I took then I joined the military at the age of 20.
First an army grunt, then special forces, and finally OIST, I gave up my family, my friends, and close ones, hell I even forsoke my humanity In the name of duty to the flag I served.
Although I was relieved at the fact that there was no one left to give me orders, but at the same time I was at a loss because all I did up to this point was follow orders.
But now there was no one left to give me orders, I was now an Instrument of war without a purpose.
I don't know how long I sat there aimlessly staring at the toxin dust cloud and radioactive storms-covered sky.
But by the time my AI confirmed that all the UN military channels were silent, I came to a decision.
I grabbed the hilt of my katana, causing the container fixed to my back's armor plates left side right next to the bulging armored fusion core.
To split apart, the meltingly hot air Immediately distorted the air around me as I pulled out the red hot nanocomposite great sword-sized straight combat katana.
The container automatically closed by Itself, decapitation was the only way to kill an abomination like me or total destruction of my hearts but even then the damn AI.
Would preserve my body so that once recovered new hearts could be Implanted If the nanites didn't regenerate one yet before the allied forces retrieved my body.
But just before I decapitated myself, a rift In space and time appeared right In front of me in my blue HUD view which was practically the same as my helmets except the color.
I watched dumbfoundedly as a 1.60 meters tall 20-year-old-looking A*ian woman who had noticeable W*stern facial features with painted white, black, pink, red, and green hair.(Concept art In the paragraphs comment)
With her left side tied Into a high bun and her right side loose falling over her right purple eye, earings dotting her ears.
A black choker on her neck, dressed in a black leather jacket, and a black tank top that barely contained her C-cup-sized breasts.
Black ripped at the knees and thighs, jeans that clung tightly to her athletic legs to the point I could see the shape of her panties and black paramilitary high-heeled boots.
Everything about the woman screamed rebel and delinquent.
Got flung out and landed with her face straight Into the radioactive desert sand.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
The woman coughed out the radioactive sand from her mouth as she stood up and dusted off her clothes.
Only to freeze as her eyes fell on my body, we both dumbly stared at one another for a whole minute.
Before the woman finally spoke up.
"Please don't tell me It's the 41st m*llennium"
The woman said as she studied my power armor, her eyes searching for any noticeable markings.
"It's the 23rd century"
The words came out as a growl because It's been years since the last time I spoke.
"Oh thank god, for a moment I thought that you were a c*aos m*arine..."
The woman started saying while looking around only to cover her mouth as she collapsed onto her knees and started coughing uncontrollably.
"Cough, cough, cough, blergh..."
I saw the woman start vomiting blood as her skin started rapidly mutating, as I did, I tossed away my combat katana, Its super heated wide blade Immediately gasified the sand upon contact.
I didn't know why, but I just did, I quickly picked up the woman as my cybernetic lenses started scanning her body.
The result caused my brain to short-circuit for a moment, the woman had no cybernetic Implants to speak of.
And at least from her scans, the AI had determined that she was an unaugmented human.
This was simply Impossible because by the end of 21st century everyone had received even the cheapest genetic resequencing serums whose costs were covered by Earth's governments.
I quickly slipped my other hand under her legs, picked her up, and ran to the armored car which based on my helmet scans had scavenged anti-radiation medication.
I quickly laid down the woman on the sand, grabbed the back seat doors, and accidentally ripped them off.
After finding the decades-old-looking syringes, started Injecting them one by one Into the woman's neck.
Seeing that the woman's condition stabilized I started taking off my top armor plates.
The plate's neural cables disconnected from the neural Interfaces embedded In my skin that were connected to my nervous system.
Revealing my black nanocomposite suit full of holes that looked like muscles without skin with an exoskeleton fixed on top which was made out of the same material.
Then I manually unlocked my nanocomposite suit's neck and chest locks, allowing me to remove my upper body from It.
Beneath It, my 220 centimeters tall not counting the added weight from my alloy boots, with a perfect V-shaped top scarred and tattooed body with broad shoulders, muscular back.
Bodybuilder's arms ripped sixpack, and bulky chest with my mangled, rusty dried blood-covered dog tags resting between them.
My body which looked like It was sculpted from marble and was covered from head to toe in scars was revealed to the world.
Not one inch of my skin was untouched.
I quickly found a decades-old blood transfusion device and inserted one tubes needle Into my black artery and another one Into the woman's vein after rolling up her sleeve.
Once I turned on the device, I saw my blood travel through the portable machine and enter the woman's body.
Black blood vessels started spreading under her healthy skin like an infection.
As It did my AI based on my mental orders started detoxifying the woman's body while at the same time repairing her mutated cells.
Her mutated appearance rapidly reverted to her previous one as It did, I Injected her with additional anti-radiation meds which should be able to last up to 72 hours.
Once that was done I operated the device to revert the process because the nanites were DNR coded to me.
And without my supervision, they would kill her from the inside out as their programming dictated.
While I stuffed the woman Into the co-driver seat, I ordered my AI to connect to a still-functioning satellite and find us shelter for the night.
I quickly stuffed my armor, weapons, and everything that I looted from the corpses Into the car's back seats, I barely squeezed myself into the electricity-powered car.
My height and build proved counterproductive In this situation, the car sank down because of my combined few hundred kilograms of weight.
As I ignited the engine my cybernetic lens hole marked my destination, I stepped on the pedal, turned the car around, and drove off toward the marked ruin..
