After that, Angela had finally got out of the danger zone, with several injuries, including her broken leg and the other wound made when she fell from the sky. She spent a month in the facilities medical bay, curing her wounds. It turned out how she was in even more danger than she thought, because she had internal bleeding from the impact. While she was in the “hospital”, she had several visitors, most of the saying, how she had secured the battle for them, by saving that one team from the danger.
One day, while she was reading a book in her bed, the door opened and Mei stepped into the room. Or, just tried to do so, because her body was too big for the small door. One of the nurses went to the door’s control panel and widened it enough to let the enormous Asian woman to get in. She also tried to bring out a massively reinforced chair for Mei, but eventually two more nurses needed to actually bring it out. Angela’s big friend sat down next to her bed and even she was about one and a half meters away from it, her belly still touched the sides of the bed.
‘I was so worried about you! What happened?’
‘Well, simply, someone shot me down from the air, I broke my leg, found a a man named Allan, saved his life and then I got rescued.’
‘Well, that was really... concise.’
‘What did You did while I was away?’
‘Well, not too much, since you was just away for a day. But you can guess what did I did.’
‘You ate impossible amount to food, am I right? You know how you should stop now.’
‘I know, but I need to maintain a fan base, who’s just want to see me gain even more weight, but I promise, I won’t use the remaining of the formula to gain more weight. Heh, this facility will soon be too small for me.’
‘That’s not that funny, you know?’
‘I know, okay. Maybe I should go for now. I need to have lunch.’
‘It’s eleven in the afternoon.’
‘As you wish.’
‘Then, bye... Mercy.’
Mei slowly walked out of the room, not like she wanted an answer, simply she was just unable to go faster.
After she recovered, the foundation send her an e-mail to order her to come to the Main Hall and wear her uniform. Her uniform was a white blouse, a blue suit and a same dark blue jeans.
Even before she entered the hall, she heard whispering from the other side of the door. Angela started to worry, because she didn’t knew how what was behind the large doors. Finally, she decide how she will go in, or she will never know what was there. Angela opened the left side of the double door and saw several fellow operatives standing in two lines opposite of each other, everyone in the same uniform as she was wearing. In the end of the line, Mr. Reyes stood, a little medal in his right hand. Angela slowly approached the man from the encouraging eye sights, eventually leading right in front of him.
‘Angela Ziegler, arrived in the first wave and still not given up, even from the many dangerous and... weird... situations she gone trough, the saver of the third division from death in the Battle of The Sky, I hereby offer you this medal of The First Encounter and after discussion with the directorate, We give you the code name of... Mercy.’
Commander Reyes slowly and ceremoniously put the medal on her right chest. Then he turned to the lined up operatives.
‘Every operative will get their code name after their first mission and about how they completed their missions. Of course, we won’t give our operatives ridiculous or degrading names, but if they doesn’t fulfill their mission properly or they fail and get rescued, their code name will stay as their original name is. So make everything as good as possible to get a name what will be remembered trough decades and centuries, after our youngest soldiers will be buried under the ground, they will still remember and be honored after you. Now, go back to your duties, soldiers and be prepared to your first mission.’
The people in the room quickly left, spreading to everywhere, going back to their jobs. “Mercy” herself had got back to her quarters, sat down on her sofa and started to think about what happened.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Angela opened the door and just to be sure, she even extended the size of the doorway for her big friend, even if she didn’t actually knew who was the knocker. Luckily, it was really her enormous friend, Mei. She slowly waddled to the couch and plopped her huge bottom down it. Her body overflow the sofa, and her belly hung over her knees while she sat.
‘I’m really happy how you got it! You’re officially a hero!’
‘No, I’m not.’
‘Yes you are.’
‘I killed innocent.’
‘That’s nonsense, when did you had time to do so?’
‘I didn’t did it. My formula did.’
‘Er... W-What do you mean?’
‘I think you know it.’
‘W-Well... Yes, yes I do. But I am the one of the few who knows that.’
‘Do you know *sob* why she died?’
‘She died from... but that’s not your fault, she was the one that didn’t took your advice.’
‘No, it was all me. While I was in the medical bay, she came to me for help. Until then, I didn’t knew what was happened to her. She was enormous. Almost as big as you are, if not bigger. She somehow got information of my cure against obesity’s diseases. She came here and demanded the serum. She said how she had type 2 diabetes and asthma. She also said how she already had a hearth attack. But I didn’t gave her it. I thought how if she really wanted to lose the weight, then she would already did that. I just said no. She wobbled away and that was the last time I saw her. And probably for forever now.’
‘True. All true. But that’s not the case, you’re still a hero’
‘No I’m not.’
Eventually, this nickname slowly become how her friend usually called her. After a month or two, Angela finally got her first mission to escort a flight team land on the battlefield. On the day of the departure, she sported her long, almost dress-like armor, with the oxygen mask she designed for high altitude flights. She arrived to the launch area for the briefing for the mission.
After that, they settled down in the seats and activated the safety belts, to slide on them and the plane taken off. After a while, the alarms informed the soldiers how the got close to the deploy area. Angela checked her Caduceus Blaster, then she took a yellow hexagon-like rod from her belt. She made a version of her staff that can be minimized, at the disadvantage of slower healing.
Then everything happened like they said on the briefing. The floor under the seats slide into the ship’s floor and the seats dropped them to the skies. She pressed a button on her sleeve and her angelic wings had grown to it’s full size, help her to grow to a controlled flight from free fall. She pressed an another button on the portable Caduceus Staff, and it slowly lengthened to it’s full size. The battle was already started, bullets, rockets and fighter jets flying trough the sky.
She maneuvered in the rain of bullets, constantly healing the soldiers. At once a bullet hit her side. She felt how one of her ribs broke. For one moment, she lost consciousness and started to fall uncontrollably. But after that, her Valkyrie Suit Immediately started to heal the broken bone, so fast, it didn’t even needed ten seconds to do so. As she got back her control over the flight, she continued her work.
Slowly as they approached the ground, less and less soldier was alive in the other strike teams, but in her team, nobody died. But as everything does, this flight ended too. Angela landed slowly thanks to her wings, but that was not helpful at all now. Someone shot her left wing, while she was above the ground about ten meters. She lost her balance and crushed to the ground, breaking her right leg. She tried to stand up, but the healing effect on her lower side was much slower, so her leg was still in a horrible condition. She slowly crept behind a wreckage of a Omnic spider tank. She calculated out how, if she just broken her leg, it would take three or four minutes to fully heal up. She was sure how she didn’t bleed or anything, guessed from how there was wasn’t any blood on her lower half. She knew how she didn’t had enough time to be healed. Angela waited for a minute or so, then stood up and tried to walk to a nearby station, still limping.
Suddenly, from nowhere, an Omnick soldier robot showed up. Angela didn’t lose her logical thinking, she quickly draw her sidearm and shot it in the head, causing the machine to collapse. Angela started to worry. Her weapon used the same energy as her staff. The staff’s portability’s another discommodity was how, unlike her normal staff, was needed to be charged. If she use up too much energy, she would likely don’t reach allied territory before they find her. Therefore, she turned her suit’s self healing to minimum.
As she slowly wandered around trying to find help in this war zone, Angela suddenly heard a painful groan from somewhere in the maze of the dozens of wreckage, she actually found a blown hole, and near it an injured soldier. She as quickly as she can ran to him.
‘Who are you... Ah, I see... you’re from that new organization... to help us against them... What a lie... But that’s not important... now... I see how you’re a... medic... Please... help me...’
Her desire to help had overcome her curiosity and used the last bits of power from her accumulator to hep the man. It was just right enough to keep him alive for a few minutes.
‘Thanks... Now, handle my *cough* radio to me...’
‘Why can’t I call them?’
‘Because they won’t ... recognize you... You’re like a... new private to them... They won’t believe you...’
Angela did what he ordered.
‘Captain... It’s the thirty-fourth scout unit’s... last survivor, Allan Johnson... identification code... 875-HGE... We need an emergency team... I’ve got one of those new operatives... Yes, yes we’re at the... eighth sector... Okay, got it...’
‘How did it go?’
‘Well... They will be here... in ten minutes... We’ll just need to survive until then... Thank you... Maybe you are not that bad...’
These were Allan Johnson’s last words. His life was bound to the battlefield and he died on the battlefield, too.