Liberating Remant

Chapter 27 Underground Haven

Remnant

Mountain Glenn...

Anderson jolted awake, his face drenched in sweat, his body still trembling from the vivid nightmare that had gripped him. He frantically scanned his surroundings, only to find his team lying in the same hospital beds, each one clad in their gear, with their weapons close at hand.

"Argh... What the fuck happened...?" Anderson muttered to himself, attempting to rise, but he quickly thought better of it when he noticed a figure approaching. He feigned unconsciousness, keeping a close eye on the woman in doctor's attire who entered the room.

"I know you're awake, so cut the crap," the doctor said, her voice direct yet oddly reassuring. Anderson couldn't help but open his eyes, meeting her gaze.

"I don't know how hard that fiery Yumi hit you, but you're the first one to regain consciousness after the scout team hauled you guys in. They figured you'd be up sooner. Just need to run some tests, check your vitals, and you'll be good to go. Kudos for knocking some sense into that girl and reminding her she ain't invincible. Your gear must pack a serious punch to crack her Aura and put a bullet through her knee," the doctor's words were pragmatic as she began setting up her equipment.

Anderson listened, feeling a mixture of relief and concern. Memories of the intense ambush and subsequent blackout came flooding back, his heart still pounding in his chest at the vague recollections of the chaos they had faced.

And how thoroughly he got his ass handed to him...

"It was a hell of a situation," Anderson replied

The doctor nodded, her expression stern. "I don't know who you lot are, but you're either scavengers hoping for a quick payout from the city's remains, or you've been living under a rock if you don't know the basics. Judging by what the survivors you rescued shared, I'm leaning towards the latter."

Anderson nodded, acknowledging their outsider status in this unfamiliar world.

"Sorry for the trouble we caused," Anderson offered sincerely, acknowledging their ignorance.

The doctor let out a sigh, a mix of exasperation and sympathy in her gaze. "Well, I've dealt with my fair share of knuckleheads and numbskulls. Just exercise some caution next time. The world of Remnant doesn't dole out second chances, especially in places like Mountain Glenn."

"I'll keep that in mind," Anderson replied, grateful for the warning.

The doctor completed her examination and tests, satisfied with his condition. "Alright, you're good to go. Take care out there."

As Anderson gingerly swung his legs off the bed, feeling the lingering ache in his muscles, he made sure to check on his teammates, ensuring their well-being.

As he gathered his gear, the doctor spoke once more, "You may not be from around here, but you're still doing good by helping the survivors. Thanks..."

"Argh...! Feels like my Abuela beat the crap out of me..." Ramirez then started to regain consciousness.

"Shut it, Ramirez... Save the drama for your diary," Anderson quipped, his patience running thin.

"Ah, look who's back among the living," the doctor's attention shifted to Ramirez, her distinctive fox ears now visible. Ramirez's eyes widened, and he let out an uncharacteristic shriek.

"AHHHH!!! Aaaahahhh!!! IT'S A FURRY!!!" Ramirez's outburst echoed through the room. Anderson's own eyes widened at the sight of the doctor's ears, but he managed to maintain his composure.

"Stay still, will ya? I'm just trying to do my job here," the doctor's tone held a mix of irritation and amusement.

"HELP!!! SHE'S GONNA SHOVE A VIBRATOR UP MY ASS!!!" Ramirez's wild proclamation left everyone momentarily stunned.