3It was a peaceful night in the woods.
Birds were chirping happily in the trees until a loud, mechanical, and bellowing roar echoed through the woods, causing the birds to fly out of the trees, with panicked tweeting followed after them.
Then, the bushes in the woods ruffled a couple of times, until a running body came out from between the bushes and ran as fast as the figure can go.
The running figure ran into in the grassy plain, as the moonlight reflects onto the form.
In the moonlight, it shows the figure is actually a female.
She has tanned almond skin and long brown hair to the middle of her back.
The hair on the right-hand side of her temple is dyed in a light cyan blue colored dye and hidden within the thickness of her hair, along with ear cuffs that only slips over.
The right ear has only had two ear cuffs that are connected to each other on the tip, as the left has three on the side.
She is also wearing a pair of dark blue square glasses with round corners for her eyes.
Over her body is a blue, white, cerulean, peacock, and sky cameo sweater with a hoodie that is enormous that reaches down to her thighs, with pockets on the sides and a silver zipper in the front, and with frost hems at the ends of the sleeves and the lowest part of the garment.
She is also wearing a pair of blue jeans and a pair of light pink shoes with white shoelaces.
The female has her hood up over her head, and on her back is a blue denim backpack embroidered with flowers in black thread.
The female is speeding from one side to the other of the woods, panting after each step as she takes, and the look upon her face looked sad because the tear stains on her rosy cheeks, but terrified with fear from something that could have attacked her before.
She ran desperately past the trees, darted from one side to the other of the grassy meadows, rushed through the grass like plains without stopping to take a break.
The girl tore between bushes in her path, not bothering to stop to check if they are toxic with itching acid or with sharp thorns to prick her skin.
As she rushed through the forest, another mechanical roar echoed through the trees, causing more birds to fly out of the trees in the distance behind her.
She gasped in fear when she heard the noise too from behind her back.
She slowed down her pace slightly and glanced over her shoulder, still running past the trees, dodging them at each turn every time she quickly looks back in front then back.
A gigantic machine with glowing blue eyes came bursting out of the bushes.
It has a metal jaw and a blue metal undershirt with a yellow symbol shaped like a mighty fist on each shoulder.
The giant machine has its hands out in front of it as if it was going to catch her once it caught up with her.
Over its body is a black metal like a bulletproof vest with black metal ammunition over his shoulder and gray metal-like pants and dark metal "boots."
The giant robot gave out a mechanical roar like the other roar it did through the case when its optics caught sight of her, speeding up towards her.
She gasped in fear when it roared and glanced back in front, quickening her pace from slowing down slightly.
The girl bolted as fast as she could through the forest, while the giant robot was chasing after her, but the speed was slow because of the weight of the machine.
As she ran faster than before, worried she might get killed if she slowed down.
She did not know the robot was losing vision of her, as she raced deep into the dark woods, not caring to stop and take a break from all the running.
The girl suddenly tripped over an exposed dead branch of a tree it discarded a long time ago.
She gasped as she was flung forward, expecting to land harshly on the ground, as she has her hands out to stop herself from landing, going to have scrapes on her palms.
Instead, she noticed a flat piece of metal poking out of the ground, aimed for her forehead to make a dent in her skull.
Luckily, she twisted her body before the piece of metal hits her forehead, but the metal instead hit the right side of her temple.
She blacked out after the direct impact of the strange piece of metal, as a dull clunk noise came from it.
After what had been hours, she finally opened her eyes from the loud distorted noises that echoed around her.
Her eye color somehow turned into steel-blue and heard loud voices furiously yelling in different locations, with earthshaking footsteps.
She paused as she rethought the last sentence in her head, feeling a little scared when she first heard that thought in her mind.
'Earthshaking footsteps?'
She jolted up to her bottom from the ground and noticed the area around where she is looked… enormous.
Even though, where is she?
She slowly got up to her sore feet; she stretched out her feet from running through the forest to escape from that robot giant and sighed to herself.
After she had got up from the dusty ground, she started walking away from her spot, looking for a restroom where she can use it and mend her bruises, and scratches.
At that moment, after taking a step forward, an enormous boot in a dark color landed right in front of her, inches away from her face.
She immediately gave out a surprised cry before quickly covered her mouth with both of her hands, worried about who or what could be in front of her could attack her.
Luckily, the giant being did not hear her scream.
After a few moments had passed, the boot moved away from in front of her, as she looked up in fear to see what is in front of her.
When she glanced up to the sky, she was frightened at what she noticed, her body shaking from head to toe as her face went pale.
Standing in front of her is a giant man, with fair skin color.
He is wearing a soldier helmet on his head, which covers his eyes from seeing anything or letting anyone see what his eye color is.
Which was also lucky for her not to be caught by him too.
He is also wearing a red jacket to the bottom of his waist, with two orange symbols are in the shape of a rocket at his shoulders.
Underneath his jacket is a white undershirt.
A black waistband is wrapped around his chest with two yellow striped grenades attached to it.
Wrapped around his waist is a black belt with two pouches on each side of his hips.
His pants are in the color of crows.
The hems of the pants are shoved into his black foreleg boots.
He looked like he is precisely 50 ft tall, and she felt like she will faint at that moment on the spot.
But she managed to take it all into her body without losing one inch of the overwhelming feeling.
He seems to be angry about something that happened earlier before she got here because he is gritting his teeth, and his face is in the color of red.
She felt worried about the look on his face, thinking that she just appeared at the wrong time of the place, and in the middle of a fight.
He yelled in a loud booming voice that sounded gruff and in an American accent, "SCOUT! GET YOUR FUCKIN' ASS HERE RIGHT NOW!"
She immediately covers her ears with both of her hands, trying to block out the raging screaming from him that sounded like booming thunder to her.
She never ever felt so frightened in her life that she instantly started to shake uncontrollably from head to toe.
Wishing to herself repeatedly to go back to the forest she is running in.
Sincerely expecting this, all of this is just a terrible nightmare that she is dreaming of and wake up on the ground.
In the middle of the forest of where she belongs.
After waiting for a moment, he stormed away from the spot where he was standing impatiently, noticing the "Scout" he had called was not coming.
He stomped towards another spot; his footsteps rumbled the earth that made her tremble in fear.
She almost collapsed on the ground from each footstep stomped on the ground.
Be glad she was not underneath his feet.
After a minute passed, he was about to bellow out the name again, when a person poked his head around from the base's corner.
He was a thin young man, with light skin color, steel-blue eyes, and chestnut hair from underneath his crow colored hat.
The hat was not covering the back of his head like the familiar people she has met back at her home.
On top of his hat is a headphone with a microphone on the right side of the headphone.
His headphones only had one headphone on, so he had an ear out in case if anyone is calling to him, like the other giant for instance that is bellowing angrily for him.
He is also wearing a red a short-sleeved shirt, with the bottom of the shirt tucked into his crow colored pants with a belt holding it up and a silver buckle, and shoved into his thigh high, tight white socks and dark sneakers with two white stripes on the side with black shoelaces.
He is presumably the Scout that the scary massive man who is almost standing inches away from her mentioned while shouting out to him.
"What?!" he snapped, answering the other giant's call.
His voice sounded annoyed and snarky.
He is American like the other man who called for him angrily, expect sounds a bit southern than average people's languages.
"What da fuck do ya want?!" he snapped again, coming from around the corner to him.
The helmeted giant walked up to the other man, looked annoyed as he has his arms crossed over his chest.
"WHERE IS THE FUCKIN' MEDIC?!" the helmeted man screamed in anger, stomping his foot down on the ground.
She could not help but cover her ears with both of her hands, using the flat palms of her hands.
Blocking the shouting out from between the two of them, as she almost toppled over to her back after from his stomp.
"I don't know," the Scout scoffed, shrugging his shoulders.
"'DON'T KNOW' MY ASS, WHERE IS HE?!" he screamed again in more anger, this time, he grabbed the collar of his short-sleeved red shirt with both of his hands, almost lifting him up from the ground.
She jumped in fear when he started getting angry, her face getting red at the minute.
"Well, go tell Hardhat or somethin'! I don't know jack shit 'bout where he is!" he said anxiously, trying to get out his fierce grip on his shirt.
"HE'S BUSY LIKE THE REST OF THE FUCKIN' TEAM!" he yelled, again, almost shaking the Scout like a doll. "DO YOU KNOW WHERE HE IS, MAGGOT! ANSWER ME, GODDAMNIT!"
Both of them got engaged in a heated argument; the Scout shoving him as he continued screaming in his face, shaking him back and forth, repeating the same question over and over about the missing medic.
She began leaving the two, slowly walking away from them, although on the verge of tears from the argument between the two.
Since she had grown up with sensitivity, it had been hard on her to cope with anger.
When she is far away from the two, she immediately started to speed up from walking to running, although her legs ached from what happened in the forest.
As soon as she got far away from the two cursing and arguing giants, she sighed and finally stopped for a breath.
She stopped in a covered area where there is shade for her to be protected from both the sun and the two giants.
She inhaled and exhaled as she panted.
Her mouth felt dry from breathing in and out repeatedly from running away from the brutal monster back at home.
She bent down and placed her palms on her knees, taking a moment to get some energy.
After a moment of gathering fresh breaths of air to run again, she looked keenly behind her back at the two arguing giants, shouting at each other, as the Soldier had a hold of his shirt.
Something appeared behind them, looming over them like a giant shadow, which instantly made her gasp in shock.
It was the same robot, but this "machine" has real skin as a modern human, would that be in a light color, and he is bald with no chance of hair.
He is very enormous to her height if she was turned back to average height.
But from where she is, the giant is towering above his teammates that are still arguing in front of him.
He is bearing similarities to the robot version of him, a bullet ammunition belt over his right shoulder, and the dark vest over his red shirt with the same symbols, but instead of the color of orange than yellow.
On his hands are twin black fingerless gloves, and crow colored pants shoved into his dark ankle-high boots.
But instead of having a machine inside of him, he was human and looked perfectly normal.
"Enough!" he scolded, as his large hands gripped both of the giants' heads.
When he gripped their heads, he made them stop their heated argument over a missing medic, as the helmeted man's hands released the Scout's shirt.
His voice is deep and loud, but with a thick Russian accent.
Why would a 50-foot tall "robot" say that to them?
Would he instantly kill them on the spot since he has the chance?
But, he did not show any aggression to them as he held them there, not even using too much strength in his hands.
After they had stopped, he sighed and released their heads, as the Scout was placed back down on the ground, brushing his shirt back down to normal from being ruffled.
"We find doktor by looking. Leetle Scout goes there." The giant Russian softly spoke, pointing out in the distance to the base's garage door.
Then he pointed up at a tower with his other hand.
"Leetle Soldier goes there," he instructed, as he pointed to the other side of the place.
"Why would da Doc be over there?" the Scout asked, sounding confused.
"That is where keeps bird," He plainly answered.
"FINE! I'LL GO OVER THERE!" the American fiercely snapped, startling the Scout who slightly jumped from the sound of his voice.
He is named Soldier addressed by the giant Russian, going over to where he pointed earlier.
"Yeah, and I'll just go over there where ya said it." the Scout said, walking in the other direction where the Russian pointed with his other hand.
After they both left, the giant Russian sighed, muttering something in his language, which luckily Stephanie could not translate, sounding relieved that he had to move the two arguing giant away from each other before a hand-to-hand fight breaks, but still annoyed.
He walked over to a different spot on the battlefield after going around the corner of the base, leaving her alone in the middle of nowhere.
She had never felt this confused and scared before.
What happened to her after she was knocked out?
Did someone take her here after she was shrunken?
Or did the piece of metal take her here after she had gone into it?
She carefully walked away from the spot she was standing and went into the empty plain, without anyone noticing her.
At that moment, the speakers turned on, and she jolted out from her skin, startled by the ear-piercing static of the speakers.
She covered her ears again to block the noises out as it rang.
"Mission begins in 10 seconds." a mysterious voice suddenly informed, through the speakers. "The mission begins in 10 seconds."
She winced in fear, scared that someone or something might kill her in 10 seconds!
She started running for cover, frantically looking around to hide.
"5, 4, 3, 2," the mysterious voice counted, counting down to zero. "1. Begin!"
After the voice stopped counting down the time, the ground started shaking again, causing her to wobble around every time she stops and glance around at her surroundings, trying to regain her balance without falling over.
She squeaked in fear as she wobbled side to side, startled at the sudden movement of the ground.
She ran over to a large rock after the rumbling died down a bit and carefully hid behind it.
Guns fired in random directions, the ground shook as footsteps ran in different directions and loud screams echoed through the air.
She peeked around the corner of where she is hiding, seeing splatters of blood landed on the ground along with pieces of organs.
She almost gagged at the sight of the gore and blood, as her face paled a little.
The girl had never ever felt this scared in her life.
In the distance, she heard something getting closer to her, so she quickly scrambled up to her feet and ran away from her hiding spot.
The female noticed a corner, in between concrete and wood and sighed in slight relief.
She ran towards the corner, looking out for incoming bullets, feet, or organs.
When she reached the corner and tried climbing up along the wall by hooking her fingers on the cracks.
But it was too smooth for her fingers to hook onto anything.
She whimpered in fear and turned around to the fight, wondering if there is somewhere else to hide instead of this spot.
A giant shadow suddenly loomed over her, as she was thinking to herself about a new spot to hide.
She instantly froze in her spot, as she slowly glanced up at what is in front of her.
Standing in front of her is the same giant Russian that split the two arguing giants from quarreling over a missing medic.
But she is lucky that he is facing back first against her.
Before she could walk away from the giant Russian, a sudden shot of a scattergun echoed through the air, scaring her, as she jumped 5 inches from the ground.
After the sudden scattergun gunshot, he started toppling backward, while dropping a large gun to the ground.
She scrambled away from the toppling giant, as he landed backward, inches away from her body.
A large hole was left on his chest, revealing some of his organs that are bleeding out, as well as a missing heart.
She quietly gagged to herself as she covered her mouth with her right hand.
But she held in her gag as she inhaled deeply.
At that moment, she tried moving one of her legs to step over the corpse, but she was pinned to the corner by his arm!
She gasped and placed her hands on the corpse's enormous arm, feeling the cold of death rating from him.
The female tried pushing the arm with her strength to get some room to get out, but he was too large for her to move his arm.
She groaned in slight annoyance and in fear and was going to try once more to move the corpse again from her body until she heard footsteps again.
They were sharp, but light footsteps and they also sounded like they are in a hurry too.
Terrified, she sharply gasped, as the pupils of her eyes went slightly inward, as her heart beats faster.
Another giant is coming towards her!
She frantically tried to squirm out of her spot, trying to get out of the corner until the footsteps got closer and stopped in front of the corpse.
She fearfully glanced up from looking down at the corpse that was carefully pinning her to the corner and saw another enormous man.
This man has short and smooth jet black hair, that is lightly graying of the old age that he is going through on the sides of his sideburns at the ears, steel-blue eye color, and fair skin.
He is wearing a light gray coat that reaches down to his ankles and has orange logos shaped in a plus symbol from where she is.
Since he is facing the other way, which is sideways, she could see a bit of detail on him.
Underneath his coat, she could see a white undershirt beneath his long doctor jacket and a red tie, along with a pair of red rubber gloves that almost reaches to his elbows and small round glasses.
He was also wearing a crow colored pants shoved into a pair of black boots that are up to his mid-leg.
The giant man is a doctor, to her own fear.
She always fears doctors since she was a baby.
She fondly remembered her mother once told her she was wrapped in a blanket to be warm from being cold.
Her mother told her she was traumatized by this while she was left in there for a long time.
As she was staring at the doctor, she did not notice that the corpse of the giant Russian disappeared into thin air, allowing her to move from her spot.
But she did not move from her spot as she was stuck there, staring fearfully at the giant medic.
He was staring into the distance, not even noticing a tiny human in the corner, shaking from head to toe while staring at him with fear in the eyes.
He seems to only stare out in the opening, not doing anything or yelling out anything to anyone on the other side of the wall.
After a while of staring out in the distance, as he stood there perfectly still, without even looking at her.
Suddenly, both of them heard a loud bang noise, as it was coming from the right-hand side of where she is standing at, as it came from in front of the giant medic.
The loud and sudden noise startled her as she jumped.
She flinched from the noise in the distance, as he sighed, sounding irritated.
He lifted his right hand up to his face and placed it on the right side of his temple, gently stroking it with his fingers as he looked annoyed.
While his left hand was holding the nozzle of the machine on his back.
"Zhis team…" he groaned.
His voice is deep and masculine but thick with a German accent.
She leaned a bit out to the side, noticing he did not see her in the corner.
When she glanced in front of her, she noticed that the giant Russian somehow disappeared into thin air, and she could finally move!
So, she decided to take the risk of either getting caught or accidentally killed.
About to move any of her legs, she only got down to her bottom, because she does not feel confident of getting up to her feet.
Before she could move any of arms to crab crawl away, she accidentally pushed a rock to the side, making a soft crunch noise.
She mentally winced in fear when she heard the noise from the rock, praying quietly to herself.
But, he eventually heard the noise.
He glanced over at where she is, as she froze in her spot, only on her bottom and her legs out in front of her.
He only took one stare at her, before glancing away from her, out in the distance.
Did he catch a glimpse of her?
The answer is yes.
He took another look at her, with a slightly puzzled look on his face, as she quietly squeaked in fear.
She tried to make herself small against the corner, she is against, scooting closer, her knees up to her neck.
His steel-blue eyes widen in shock to see someone smaller than him, undoubtedly sitting in front of him, all hunched up against a corner.
His glasses only fell off his nose a bit to the tip, until he reached over with his right hand to his glasses and gently pushed them back into place with his first finger, still gazing at her for a moment.
She is terrified she was being stared at by a doctor because of how small she is.
Vivid visions of her being snatched from the ground and used for an experiment haunted her memory, causing her to look away from the staring medic, looking down at her knees up to her face.
She repeatedly wished she was back at home, dreaming a horrible dream she is trapped in.
Daringly, she glanced over at the giant medic, hoping he was not still staring at her.
But, he was still staring at her, as she whimpered a bit to herself.
After a moment of staring, he shook his head side to side and glanced once again away from her, causing her to be confused about what he is doing.
He is ignoring what he saw sitting before him.
He glanced away from her and put the nozzle of the machine over his back, like how a Ghostbuster would in one of the movies.
The Medic reached up to his small round glasses with both of his hands and took them off of his nose bridge, looking at them thoughtfully, if there are dirt or fingerprints on from him.
After a while of looking at the lenses of his glasses, he placed them back on his face.
Then, he placed his two fingers of his right hand against his temple, looking confused for a moment as he thought to himself.
She could not move in her spot, as she stared at the giant medic not sure of herself to either move or to stay put.
He glanced back at her to the side, gazing thoughtfully at her.
She curled more into her small ball to hide away from him.
At that moment, he sighed and turned his body around from the battle, to her as she jumped.
When he got close enough to her, he slowly knelt on one knee, as she was uncontrollably shaking from head to toe.
She placed her right arm on top of her head, as she wrapped her left arm around her legs, curling into a somewhat fetal position.
She glanced away from him for a moment, before glancing up at him, noticing how huge he was up close.
The girl did not know how to react since she only froze in her spot, just shaking from head to toe.
They were staring at each other for a moment, and she is thinking of what he is going to do to her, and how is she going to get out of this big mess?
After a moment of staring at each other, he suddenly reached over to her with his right hand to grab her.
She could not help herself, but to cry out in fear from the sudden movement of his hand.
She quickly closed her eyes for the sudden grab, glancing away in fear.
Sincerely hoping all of this will end.
But, she did not feel anything touch her body.
Not even a single digit from both of his hands.
She glanced up in slight confusion and concern, noticing she was not off the ground.
She glanced back at the doctor and noticed he was not gazing at her, but at something else than her.
The girl glanced over to where his hand is and noticed he instead grabbed a beetle that was going towards her.
To her shock, it was precisely the size of a dog.
When she was almost at his size, bugs were just bug-sized.
He flung it away from her to the side.
She watched as the beetle landed on its back, before going back up to its legs and ran away from the both.
She glanced back up at him, still shaking as he wiped his hand on his pants, brushing the dirt off his hand.
After he had wiped his hand on his pants, he carefully placed his right hand back on the ground for support.
He leaned his body a little, for a closer look of her and noticed her shaking uncontrollably, so, he slightly tilted his head in confusion.
Before he could say something to her, he and the girl overheard a loud voice, thick with a Scottish accent called out, "MEDIC!"
He glanced over his shoulder, gazing out the plain, his eyes glancing side to side for the source of the voice.
She was still petrified with fear as she is still in her spot, unable to move.
Her arm over her head and wrapped around her legs, curling into a slightly small ball, staring at him with fear in her eyes.
Worried about the giant doctor deciding to hurt her.
He glanced back at her, and she jumped when he glanced back at her.
To her own fear, he reached over with both hands this time, he gently scooped the frightened girl with his right hand from the ground.
He moved his left hand behind her back, making a protective wall for her to be safe for the trip up.
She was still shaking in fear when he suddenly reached over to her with both of his hands.
So, she tried moving away from his hands, turning his body towards him as he reaches for her.
He gently scooped her up in his palm as she squeaked loudly in startlement and fear as soon as she was in the middle of his palm.
She has her hands on top of his palm as her back was against her other hand, creating a wall for her to be protected.
He slowly moves his hands up towards his chest, up high in the air off the ground.
As she was getting up into the air, she tightly gripped the rubber of his gloves in fear.
Worried about being dropped to the ground if a single mistake of moving his hands too fast.
His fingers slightly curled in towards her body, to protect her from falling off his hands.
When he lifted her up to his chest level, he started to get up to his feet from kneeling down on the ground.
She began hyperventilating quietly in fear, but her grip on the rubber of his glove underneath her tightened.
When he got up to his full height, while still carefully carrying the little girl in his hands, she felt like she is up in a really tall roller coaster, getting ready to go down the next hill.
He observed in his surroundings for a moment, checking for anyone else like his team members or someone else than his team members.
She glanced around too, now seeing things easier than being down on the ground.
But she still does not trust the people around in the field.
He moved his left hand from behind her back and gently pulled back the pocket on the left-hand side of his chest.
He carefully slipped her into his breast pocket as he heard a soft and startled squeak escaped from her but muffled after she entered.
After he had carefully placed her in his chest pocket of his coat, he gently stroked his fingers on her back, feeling her shaking form.
Then, he reached over his shoulder to his machine backpack on his back.
He pulled out the nozzle to the machine and placed his right hand on the handle.
"MEDIC!" The same Irish man's voice called on the right.
He glanced over at where the voice is coming from, as the girl inside his pocket curled more down to the bottom.
"MEDIC!" the voice called again.
"All right! I'm coming!" he called back to the Irish man, as he quickly ran over to where the voice was coming from.
He watched out for any incoming missiles because he does not want to hurt her since she is with him.
After an hour of fighting, she listened anxiously to the loud yelling, guns firing in different directions, and the shrill cries of pain.
A couple of times, she could smell the smell of copper, which sometimes make her cover her nose with her right hand.
She does not feel sick as she was inside his pocket, although she sometimes grips the surrounding fabric a couple of times nervously of being tossed out on accident.
Then, the giant Medic stopped running as he was panting a bit, and the little girl, on the other hand, was a little shaken up.
After the Medic stopped running, the speakers clicked on, letting them know that the mysterious voice behind the microphone is going to announce the news.
"You won!" was through the speakers after the woman behind the microphone declared the announcement.
He sighed gently in relief after the news went through the speakers and placed the nozzle of his machine over his shoulder, and back in the place where it stays.
After putting the machine's nozzle away, he glanced down at his chest pocket, wondering to himself for a moment about her.
Gently placing his fingertips against the girl's back, he could feel the girl inside his chest pocket, shaking uncontrollably in fear from something that happened earlier.
He thought to himself for a moment about why she is frightened as he walked back into the base, removing his fingers from her back.
He recognized something when he entered the base.
She is frightened of him because of his height and the dangerous things he could do to her if he wants to.
He winced in annoyance when he is alone.
His apparent lack of knowledge of her and her new surroundings did not work out and created her to fear more.
He sighed gently as he placed a hand on his forehead, embarrassed and ashamed at himself for his actions.
"Ich bin ein Idiot," he softly mumbled in German, sounding annoyed at himself.
He entered a room while following with the rest of his team members.
The room has lockers against a wall at the left-hand side of the entrance.
In the middle of the room is a metal bench, as there is a couch on the right-hand side of the room.
They took their weapons out and placed them in their lockers.
But after cleaning some dirt and blood off them before they placed them inside.
He walked over to the farthest locker and opened it, placing his weapons inside after the fight.
He took off the backpack from his back and placed it in the locker, taking off the weapons and objects he carries with him.
As he was tidying up, he kept feeling the girl trembling in his pocket, so he finished cleaning off the dirt from one of his weapons.
He closed his locker after putting the last object inside, and walked away from the locker room, entering into a long hallway.
As he wandered through the hallway, he looked around for anyone else with him and sighed gently.
He stopped walking in the middle of the hallway and with his right hand, he reached into his right chest pocket.
He heard her whimper in fear as she scrambled to the bottom of the pocket, desperately trying to get away from his fingers.
Patiently, he reached into his pocket more to reach her until he brushed his digits over her backpack on her back.
He gently pinched her backpack, not too much to destroy the things inside from his strength.
He hoisted her out of his pocket as she limped, looking terrified to squirm around to escape from him.
The Medic lifted her up to his face, as her backpack is gently pinched between his first finger and thumb.
She looked absolutely frightened when she was in front of his face and curled into a small ball, staring back at him.
Worriedly thinking that she is perfect for an experiment or worse, for something to eat since he has not eaten anything for breakfast.
He glanced all over her body for a moment with his eyes, recognizing some scrapes on her elbows and knees.
There were cuts on her hands from falling onto her knees from running from something and a bruise on the right side of her temple.
He was silent for a moment as he stared back at her eyes, as she gasped and glanced away, looking down at the ground.
She felt like she is being held over the side of a skyscraper by the back of her sweater.
Her stomach twists nervously from the thought of being dropped to the ground.
Then, he placed her back into his chest pocket, hearing a shaky sigh from her.
He continued walking through the hallway, heading towards a room.
As for her, she was still shaking from head to toe, but she did not make a ruckus from inside.
She was quiet to hear the lullaby of his beating heartbeat.
She felt quite amazed at how huge his heart might be.
After a while of walking, he stopped in front of a pair of doors, and opened it, entering a Medic Bay.
The Medic Bay is filled with medical drip bag holders, medical curtains to cover the patients and some beds for the patients to lay on top of.
There were tables for him to place his surgery tools on top of too, and there was a desk in the far corner.
He walked over to a metal counter and reached back into his chest pocket and this time, lightly wrapped his fingers around her waist instead of her backpack.
The Medic gently pulled her out of his pocket and placed her onto the counter as she collapsed onto her bottom.
"Vait right here," he kindly spoke, breaking the ice between the both of them.
He saw her jolt from the sudden sound of his voice, sounding unusually calm and gentle.
She glanced over her shoulder to him, looking worried, but trusting towards him.
He is trying to assure her that he is not an actual killing machine that she saw or heard from inside his chest pocket.
"I'm just going to get some medical bandages for jour vounds," he spoke again, mentioning to her scrapes.
She glanced away from him for a moment, thinking to herself about her trust towards him.
Then she glanced back up at him, slowly nodding her head.
He understood she was slowly trusting him, deciding not to force her.
He turned his back around towards her and headed in the direction of a cabinet in the distance.
As he was opening some cabinets, she glanced around at her surroundings, looking at the x-rays of one of the team members, and noticing there is a missile in his body.
She shivered slightly at the thought of having a missile inside of her.
Feeling the bruise on the side of her head, she thought about what she landed on top of.
Maybe it could be a sharp piece of metal?
If it could be that, she could have been dead for a long time.
She glanced back over at the Medic, noticing he opened the third cabinet.
Inside the cabinet are two jars.
The first jar is filled with cotton balls, and the second jar is filled with Q-tips.
He took out the jars of Q-tips and cotton balls and closed the cabinet door.
After collecting the jars, he opens the next cabinet door.
There were many bottles inside from the bottom to the top of the shelves.
Some bottles were empty, as some were filled with different liquids inside.
He took out a bottle filled with hydrogen peroxide from one of the shelves and placed it down on the counter.
She was quiet while watching him as he collected some things to mend people when they are injured.
Until she felt like she is being watched.
Glancing over to her left side, she went face to face with a gas-masked figure, staring at her from the table, as the chin is on top of the surface.
"Hmm?" the masked figure muffled in confusion when it noticed she was staring at it.
She screamed out in fear at the sight of the gas-masked figure and scrambled backwards.
The Medic jumped from the sudden scream and whipped around to see what she screamed about, just to notice the gas-masked figure, now does not have its chin against the counter.
It is wearing a black gas mask, a red jumpsuit with orange symbols at the forearms in the shape of a flame and wearing black suspender straps on top of the shoulders and black gloves with yellow tips of the fingers and around the rim of the glove and over the chest is a belt and black combat boots.
"Pyro!" he exclaimed, scolding at the masked figure. "Don't do zhat to her! Jou might accidentally hurt her on accident."
The Pyro, the gas-masked figure's name, turned their head around to him and muffled, "Mrrdrr, whh hmf fhm?"
The doctor sighed gently in slight annoyance and answered the muffled question, "I found her en an empty corner vhere I vas standing earlier. Luckily I found her before anyone else did."
The Pyro gave out an "mmh" that sounded in acknowledgment about his explanation.
It glanced back at the terrified girl as she jolted from the black "eyes" staring down at her.
"Mrrdrr, whht hhppmnmd th hmr?" the Pyro muffled again, as the figure pointed at her, making her feel nervous about the pointing.
"She vas like zhis vhen I noticed her," he explained, answering their question, taking out some cotton balls and some Q-tips. "I am not sure of how she came here like zhis, but I could mend her vounds."
"Mhh." the Pyro muffled again, removing the pointing digit from her.
She is relieved to be not pointed at but still feels uncomfortable of the staring from them.
The doors of the Medic Bay suddenly opened, revealing to be the same Scout from before.
"Yo Doc, I…" he trailed off when he took the first glance at her, then a second glance back at her after his mind quickly went back to the subject of a tiny person on the counter.
He noticed her sitting on the counter in front of the distracted Pyro who was staring at her with a nervous and worried look underneath the mask.
She looked uncomfortable as she was not staring back at them.
She was quiet for a moment, not even noticing the curious Scout right behind the Pyro.
Before she could look up at the Pyro, something grabbed her right leg, lifted up into the air, as she gave out a terrifying scream, as the Pyro glanced over at who grabbed her.
She was hanging upside down, as her backpack was luckily on the counter, from her taking it off when the doctor was getting medical supplies for her to mend her wounds.
Before she could say something, she was lifted up in front of a pair of steel-blue eyes.
She froze in fear as she only squeaked, feeling her heart beat faster.
Unfortunately, the pair of steel-blue eyes belong to the same Scout she saw earlier with the other man who was shouting fiercely at him.
He has her right leg gently pinched between his first finger and thumb on his right hand.
"Yo Doc, where didja find her?" he asked, causing her to jump from the sudden noise of his voice.
"Hmm? Ach!" the doctor's voice exclaimed to the other side when he noticed the Scout holding her in his fingers.
Then, his red-gloved rubber hand quickly reached over to the Scout's left ear and pinched harshly between his first finger and thumb.
"Vhat are jou zhinking?!" he exclaimed fiercely in anger. "Jou do not hold her by her leg!"
"Ow! Doc!" he exclaimed in pain, accidentally releasing his grip on her leg.
As the Scout released her leg, she was plunged to the ground as she felt her heart stopped from the sudden drop.
Expecting to hit the ground harshly, she was caught by something leathery underneath her back.
She sat up in the strange feeling and glanced over her shoulder to see the same enormous guy that she noticed earlier.
She thought her heart stopped at the sight of the giant Russian, who died right in front of her on the battlefield.
How did he return to the living?
He was kneeling down on one knee, and his right hand was underneath her as a rescue platform for her to be safe on top instead of landing on the ground to her death, as his left is on the ground, as a pillar for his balance.
She felt slightly protected in his large palm, instead of crashing towards the ground, sending her to her imminent death.
But she is still worried he might kill her.
After she had been caught in his large palm, he slowly and carefully stood up to his height.
He is much taller than the Medic's height as she curled closer in the middle of the giant's palm, terrified of falling over on accident.
He shouted fiercely, which startled her as she jumped.
"Enough!" he loudly bellowed, scaring everyone in the Medic Bay.
The Pyro, Medic and the Scout glanced at him after they both had finished their argument.
He glanced down at the terrified stiffened girl in his palm, now with both of her hands on top of her head, shaking uncontrollably from head to toe.
She was crying silently to herself as her shoulders twitch every time she sniffs.
She is terrified of this situation she is in, frightened that she might be pulled into it too between the both of them.
"Look at poor lettle mouse. Scared to death because you babies," he spoke, gazing at her with a concerned look in his eyes.
"Maybe she's scared of ya instead." the Scout sneered, before wincing when the Medic's grip on his ear tightened.
"No, she es scared of jou because of jour lack of carefulness!" the Medic angrily snapped.
"I was just curious 'bout her!" the Scout whined, trying to get his ear back from his fingers, as the mark of where his fingers are turning purple.
The Russian growled aggressively at both of them as they stopped arguing.
The Medic ignored the Scout's protests and finally released the Scout's ear, as he mumbled a curse underneath his breath, rubbing his ear tenderly with his hand.
With both of his hands, he gently scooped her out of the enormous giant's palm, as she flinched by the softness of his hands from underneath his gloves.
She felt relieved to be out of the giant Russian's palm and felt more comfortable in the Medic's hands.
Even though she is still scared of medics.
She was worried to be accidentally squished by him if not careful or by his anger if the argument has not died down by his warnings.
"Herr Scout, zhat vas, not a correct vay to pick her up vhen jou vanted to see her again next time jou see her." the Medic replied calmly, as he gently placed her against his chest as if he is carrying an adorable puppy in his hands.
She gripped his coat with both of her hands as she moved her head against his chest as if she wanted to hide away from everyone.
The Medic noticed her curled up against his chest slightly and said nothing to her, only continued talking to the team.
"Now, ef jou don't mind, I have some tending to do vith her vounds, before sending her back to zhe home zhat she lives en. Her parents might be vorried about her being missing." the Medic sighed, moving his hands into a better position than the first one he was holding her in.
The enormous Russian nodded his head thoughtfully, agreeing with him.
"Lettin' her go?" the Scout asked. "What if we did not know anythin' 'bout her parents. What if-"
"Now, Scout." the Medic calmly snapped, glaring at him, as she flinched from the sound of his voice, still shaking slightly.
The Scout was going to say something to retaliate the order when the Russian wrapped his arm around his middle, picking him up the ground as he yelped from the sudden lift.
As he was squirming and shouting at him to put him down, he did not listen to his words as he left the Medic Bay.
All except the Pyro, who is stubborn to leave the Medic Bay without knowing if she is okay or not.
"Jou too Herr Pyro," he replied, as he was going to pull her away from his chest when he noticed that she had a grip on his coat.
So, he stopped himself from impatiently trying to get her off his chest and waited for her to calm down.
The Pyro gave out a muffled, "Mmh…" as a protest against his order, but sighed, giving in.
They stood up on their feet and shuffled out of the Medic Bay, following after the two other people who left earlier.
He sighed gently in slight annoyance after he had heard the Medic Bay's doors closed behind their back, mumbling something in German.
Luckily, she does not know what he said in his language.
Noticing he was waiting for her to release his coat, she shakily released his jacket, before grabbing both of her trembling hands together, to stop herself from shaking.
He felt concerned about her since the way she is shaking, and not looking at him as she looks at her hands, before wincing when her fingertips brushed a scratch behind her hand.
Remembering what he was doing before the Scout came into the Medic Bay, he placed her back down on the same table where the Pyro was at, staring creepily at her.
She gently landed right next to her backpack, as she curled up into a ball, slightly hiding from the Medic.
He turned back around to her and politely asked, "Could jou pull up jour sleeves und pant legs? I'm guessing zhat jou went zhrough some pricker bushes und rocks vhen jou vere running."
A confused look appeared on her face, before glancing at her hands, noticing visible scratches from her fingertips to the bottom of her palm, and bleeding a bit.
She glanced back at him and shakily nodded her head, trying not to anger him.
So being careful with her injuries, she carefully and slightly painfully pulled up her sleeves, revealing small cuts on her arms, along with some visible bruises on some areas where she collided with some of the rocks.
There were scrapes on her legs, as she tugged her blue jean pant legs up.
After she pulled her up her pant legs and sleeves, he stuck a cotton ball pinched from a pair of tweezers and dipped the tip of the ball into the hydrogen peroxide.
When the cotton ball had soaked a bit of the hydrogen peroxide from inside the bottom, he took the cotton ball out and reached over to her with his left hand.
She backed up in fear when he reaches over to her with his left hand, worried he might do something worse to her than what the other half of the team members did to her.
He stopped when he noticed her moving away from his hand.
Instead of getting angry at her and force her to get close to him, he instead curled his fingers around her body, not trap her like a bug.
She felt scared as he gently moved his fingers inward, but she repeatedly told herself mentally he would not do any harm to her.
As his fingers finished curled around her, she moved in the middle of his palm, trying not to get near his digits.
"Could jou perhaps move jour right arm out?" he politely asked, as she glanced up at him.
Nodding her head, she shakily moved her right arm out, her palm down.
Using the tip of the cotton ball, he lightly tapped the scrapes on her arm as she gently hissed to herself from the gentle stinging.
But, she relaxed as he cleaned her wounds.
She felt calm she is getting mended up with medical treatments, luckily is not using syringes.
She shivers to herself at the memory of syringes.
The girl watched as the Medic gently touched her wounds with the tip of the cotton ball.
After he was finished cleaning the scrapes on her right arm, she lifts her left arm out, as he did the same thing to her arm.
When he is done with her left arm, he did the same thing with her legs, although she is sheepish about the feeling.
After her wounds were done with the hydrogen peroxide, he places the bottle down on a different area of the counter.
He reaches over to a small roll of white fabric bandages and picks it up, along with a single gauze pad.
Being careful as he can, the Medic first places the small gauze pads down on the visible wounds on her arms, as she held her arm out still.
Although shaken a bit from what she went through.
He gently wraps the fabric bandage around over the gauze pads on her arms, without tightening it too tight.
After he had mended her, she merely had her arms covered than her face, even her palms and the back of her hands too.
Her legs were covered in bandages too only from the ankle to her knees.
The bruise on the side of her head was not covered by bandages, because it was hidden underneath the thickness of her hair.
She reaches up to her sleeves that she has gently pulled up by his polite ask and pulls them down, covering the bandages.
She did the same thing to her pant legs, covering the bandages the Medic had gently wrapped on her.
"Zhere, now zhat jou are mended vithout any procedures nor stitches," he replied, as he stood up fully from kneeling down to mend her wounds.
She winced and shivered in fear when he mentioned "stitches."
He noticed her cringing from the mention of "stitches," and decided to change the object about her medical condition during the procedure.
The Medic pulled back a drawer of his desk and pulled out a small knitted blanket that someone has made for him.
The blanket is in the color of white, as there were small medic symbols decorated on it.
He gently gave the small blanket to her as if it is a shock blanket to help her to calm down from her shock.
She took the blanket from him and wrapped it around her body, hugging it close to her body as she shook.
After she had taken the blanket from him, he stood back up from kneeling down slightly.
Reaching over to a different area of the counter, he picked up a clipboard with a pencil laid across the top of a blank piece of paper clipped to it.
She felt confused as she watches him walk back to her, standing in front of her, as he has a pencil in his right hand.
He politely asked, "Please give me jour address to jour home und Miss Pauling vill take jou back home."
She was silent for a moment, glancing away from his gaze, still worried and slightly concerned about his trust towards her.
But not only that, she looked rather sad too.
He got curious and oddly, slightly concerned for her condition in the state she is in.
"Are jou still traumatized?" he asked, deciding to ask something else than to push her over the edge of being comfortable.
She was going to say something to him about what happened earlier before she was somehow teleported here, but she stopped herself, and only nodded her head, sadly answering his question about her condition instead of her address to her home.
He sighed gently after she quietly had answered his question.
"Unfortunately jou have to stay here until jou are fully cured to tell me zhe address of jour home, zhen," he replied gently, as he set the clipboard back down on the counter, right next to her. "I'll be very certain zhat jou are perfectly safe here, und no one else vhould hurt jou."
She was silent for a moment from his explanations, glancing away from him, before glancing back up at him, nodding her head again, agreeing with him.
After receiving the message from her, he turned his back around to her and walked out of the doors of the Medic Bay, opening one of them, and closed the door behind his back.
After she is left alone in the Medic Bay, she felt curious about why he looked concerned about her, and a little revealed that he is gone.
Lucky that he did not use any needles on her to numb her wounds that would sting a bit.
Outside the Medic Bay, the Medic explained the problems with his patient that she is cured of her wounds, but not fully cured to go back home.
And explained that she has to stay here for a while until she is ready to go back.
The Scout sighed in slight annoyance and concern.
"So, you're sayin' she's gunna stay here for a while until she's fully cured?" he explained in his own words, repeating what the Medic said before.
The Russian placed his right hand on his clean-shaven head, thinking to himself about the Medic's concerns of his tiny patient.
"How da fuck are we gunna take care of a freakin' girl, even though we are freakin' giants compared to her?!" the Scout exclaimed.
"Then we be careful with tiny mouse," the Russian replied, in broken English.
"Even though she is gunna walk around her like she gives a crap about what's gunna happen 'round here?" the Scout snapped.
The Medic sighed in slight annoyance and calmly replied, "Ve keep an eye out for her en case she es around here zhen. Ve don't vant to make her more traumatized zhan now."
All three were quiet for a moment, before the Pyro muffled, "Whht hbhht thm rmft hf thm tmhm?"
"Zhe rest of zhe team?" the Medic replied curiously, translating what the Pyro asked him.
"We will tell them too." The Russian replied, answering the Pyro's question for the Medic.
The Pyro looked somewhat relieved that they are going to tell the rest of the team.
But behind the lenses of the gas mask, they looked concerned about her being alone by herself.
Back in the Medic Bay, the girl was waiting patiently for the Medic to come back for any other wounds or anything that she did not notice, as she was shaking slightly to herself from the encounter of the war.
Minutes had passed, and the Medic did not show up, so she felt concerned and nervous.
Has he forgotten all about her in the Medic Bay?
Half of her wants to leave, while the other half wants to stay put and wait for him to come back.
But the wants-to-leave side is more dominant than the other half, so, she shakily stood up from the table, with the small knitted blanket on her back.
She glanced down at it, with a curious look on her face, before sighing, knowing she has to stay here at the base.
She folded the small knitted blanket in where it was earlier and placed it down on the counter, letting the Medic keep it.
After folding the blanket, she picked up the backpack from the counter; she took off earlier and placed it on her back.
After she put her backpack on, she glanced over the side of the counter, noticing how tall it is and how she would break a leg.
That would make the Medic more annoyed and have to mend her again from her broken leg.
She glanced to her left and noticed one of the medical drip bag holders was near the counter, just inches away from where she was.
Walking over to the medical drip bag holder, she glanced down at the ground, shivering to herself of falling down to the ground if she accidentally slips.
Placing her hand on the holder, she wraps her arms around it, until she wraps her body around it, getting ready to slide down.
Releasing her grip a bit, she slides down the pole, as she eases herself down.
When she reaches the ground, she jumped off the pole, landing on the ground on her hands and feet.
She winced slightly from the pain in her palms.
After she had landed on the ground, she glanced up at the counter over her head.
It was way up in the air.
She mentally shudders to herself at the height of the counter, mentally feeling glad that she had survived the fall, without making a single mistake that could take her life away.
Then, she glanced over at the Medic Bay's doors, thinking to herself about the Medic and the rest of the team.
A sad look came across her face as she sighed gently.
Turning her back around from the door, she glanced around her surroundings, looking for a different way than through the front.
She noticed a hole in the far corner of the room, looked to be exactly her size.
She walked over to the hole at the far side of the room, walking over to the corner and glanced inside.
The hallway down there was dark, but not too dark to make her feel uneasy about it.
She took off her backpack from her back and set it down on the ground, kneeling down in front of it.
Unzipping the zipper, she reached into the backpack with both of her hands and rummaging through it to look for something inside.
After a couple of minutes of rummaging through her backpack, she pulled out two white armbands with velcro elastic black leather bands and the symbol of an army group on opposite sides.
She carefully peeled the velcro off of the bands and carefully places them over the sleeves of her sweater, up to her forearms, and tightened the velcro, so that they both would not fall off while walking through the dark hallway in the wall.
After she placed them on her arms, she zips her backpack up from being open and put it back on her back.
She presses the black buttons at the end of her armlets, and they turned on after the click.
The color of the glow is a red color.
The glow from the armlets is shining down the darkness of the hallway through the hole.
Before she could go into the hallway in the hole, she glances over her shoulder, to the Medic Bay's doors, thinking to herself about the team members.
After a moment of thinking to herself, she glanced back at the dark hallway, sighing gently to herself.
She slowly entered the hole and disappeared into the darkness, as the light that shines her way fades away.
After she had disappeared into the hole in the wall, the Medic Bay's doors opened, revealing to be the Pyro.
When they noticed that she is gone, they muffled a soft, "Mhh…" as if they were sad that she had left the Medic Bay without anyone noticing.
They turned back around to the Medic Bay's doors, gently closing the doors behind their backs, leaving the room in silence.
