I do not remember how long was I out; however, I knew I was conscious amidst the darkness. I twitched at a sensation I hadn't felt for over a century--one that I had sacrificed for my father's experiments. But wait a minute… If I recalled, just moments ago I was at grid ‘Zebra’ fixing an anomaly and got pulled in by a portal of unknown origin. I felt a sudden jolt from my lower body caused me to let out a moan. I decided to try to get up however, my attempt was met with a brute forced resistance on my throat. It pinned me to the ground, choking me.

Registering this as immediate danger I shaped my right hand to make it look like it’s holding a gun handle. I telepathically screamed out the weapon I assigned to myself in case of emergency combat.

“F4, M1911 Nightingale!”

While getting the air choked out of me, I felt the handle of the M1911 taking form. I angled my right arm upward, wasting no time I immediately blind fired three times in hope of hitting a vital point. Seconds passed that felt like an eternity. I felt the hands of my assailant loosened followed by a light thud beside me. Using my remaining strength, I got up and removed the item that kept me blinded.

“Whoa, Fucking fuzziness.”

I immediately regretted pulling the blindfold hastily off from my eye. I was met with extreme blurriness, unable to make out my surroundings. After a couple seconds my vision went back to normal and I was able to make out that I was stuffed in a wooden wagon of some sort. I turned to my left and saw the dead body of my assailant.

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“Holy jesus, he’s ripped as fuck. Though not as ripped as ‘The Rock’. Wait… if he’s naked then...”

My voice trailed off when I looked down and it soon dawned on me that I became female aside from getting flesh and bones.

“Of fucking course this asshole would attempt to rape a unconscious blind folded girl. Sick bastard….. Now where’s a mirror?”

I stood up looking around the wagon in hope to find a mirror or anything that gives off a reflection. To my dismay there was none so I decided to summon my tablet.

“F5, Command Tablet!”

As soon as the tablet manifested, I scrolled to ‘Camera Mode’ and a camera drone appeared in front of me. Looking at the tablet screen, I saw a petite girl standing where I was. I turned my back facing the camera and did a full 360 degree spin. From that motion, I concluded that this body is roughly 5 feet tall meaning that this girl’s age is about 15 years old. Upon closer inspection her pupils is smoked grey and her long hair glistened like silver.

“Huh, I guess if the moonlight shines on the silver it might actually give off a majestic glow.”

I was completely awestruck by the beauty of the hair that I briefly got sidetracked from the rest of the body inspection. Getting back on track, I looked at the chest of the body and saw two mounds that I assumed were breasts since they were not big nor small. After inspecting the mounds closely I deduced they were at least B cup with room for growth. The final inspection ended at the vulva. Moving the camera drone down there, it became apparent that this body is still a virgin.

“Ok thank god the vagina was left unscathed. But man is it cold. I need some clothes first. Let's see if I can materialize clothing from my inventory.”

As I was about to fiddle my tablet, a female voice came out from behind me which caused my heart to skip a beat. 

“Young lady. Are you alright?”

Thinking that it might be another enemy or one of the dead dude accomplices, I quickly spun around with my right hand behind my back to materialize my ‘M1911 Nightingale’ back out. Standing in front of the wagon’s opening was a person holding a staff on one hand and a book on the other.