Going Rogue

Her escape from the city had not been flawless. The wound on her arm left a trail that even an unskilled tracker would have been able to follow. But once she got out of the city she took some time to bandage the wound to prevent any persuit. Not even Akrish knew where she was going. She just knew she had to leave.

She took the road west to the dead scar and turned south to follow it. The dead scar was silent near the city since the Rangers did a good job of keeping the undead away from the city walls, but as she moved south she could hear the shuffling and moaning of the pathetic undead that still wandered this region.

As she waded through the stream that washed across the putrid stain on the landscape, she saw a scraggly undead that silently stared at her. He displayed no emotion; no hatred, no hunger and no sadness. She stopped and looked down into the glassy water at her own emotionless reflection. The physical differences were obvious, but they were not so different. She looked back up at the undead with exposed muscles, rotting bones and an offset jaw. She thought about the titansteel that made up most of her skeleton, the copper wires and relays that replaced and supplemented her nervous system, the oil that flowed through her body alongside veins of real Sin'dorei blood. Her hand wandered up to the emerald that sat in her left eye socket as she stared into the hollow eye socket of the undead that uncaringly stared right back at her with his one yellowed eye.

They weren't so different. They were both mindless weapons created from what was once a very different Sin'dorei. They were different kinds of weapons, but all weapons are only tools of those that control them.

She listened for the voices she had become so familiar with during her time as a weapon, but she was alone now. She was the one calling the shots but she didn't even know what she wanted. The thought of wanting something was very abstract to her, like a two dimensional creature fumbling with the concept of a third dimension. However, one thought came forward above the noise of her confusion and doubt.

Destroy them.

This mindless husk that stood in her path was more Sin'dorei than she was. He reminded her of her failure to adapt that caused her to leave and walk among these creatures. He was a mindless creature only capable of death and destruction. She also felt like she had been here before as she was overwhelmed by rage. She staggered, doubled over and held her head as she reeled from the unfamiliar feeling. Once she steadied herself she brought her right arm up and leveled it at the undead. As she took a step forward to trudge across the last half of the stream, a small rocket screamed from her arm and buried itself in the empty eye socket of the undead before exploding.

The other undead in the area swarmed towards the action as Seven kept an even stride and fired rocket after rocket into the undead as she progressed down the dead scar. Her rocket pod quickly overheated and she ripped saronite grenades from where they were strapped down to her torso. She tossed the grenades all around herself as the undead quickly shuffled towards her. Once she ran out of grenades the drew blades and sliced her way out of the scar.

She was on a short section of roadway headed into the Ghostlands where the dead scar made a slight turn. Both her emotions and her rocket pod had cooled, so she took a moment to reload it before heading to the border and considering her situation.

It was almost dawn as she crossed the river into the Ghostlands so she left the road and found a tree to lay against. She rested on the side facing away from the road hoping to avoid anyone seeing her during the daylight hours. She was thoroughly confused by her outburst and her path of destruction had not been very efficient. But she knew one thing and it made her feel sick.

I saw a monster just like they see me as a monster.

She fell asleep as the sun lit up the canopy above her and attempted to peirce the mist around her.

Am I a monster? What will I do? Where will I go?