A Rude Awakening

Tap tap tap...

Alex coughs as his mouth is full of a coppery flavor, he cannot see in the darkness that surrounds him. Where is he? He wonders as he desperately tries to search the blackness around him. His body won't move, he feels trapped.

Tap tap tap...

A ringing in his ears that won't go away distracts him. What is happening? That noise? Alex struggles to breathe as he starts to hyperventilate.

Tap tap CLUNK...

His vision narrows as dim light enters the edges of his vision. His cockpit door is opening. Right, the mech he dimly remembers. Suddenly he recalls the entirety of the mission in one moment. Grunting he pushes the door restraining him with all his strength, it shifts open to spill a dim light into the mech. Alex squints as his eyes adjust. Above him the source of the light is the sky, a distant speck that provides him a view of the vent shaft that he realizes they must have fallen down.

Olivia! Alex realizes with a start, he looks down towards her cockpit and sees it's door hanging open loosely. He's alarmed to see she is missing, only for a moment before he feels hands grab his flight suit and pull him roughly into a sitting position, the mech having landed on its back. He sluggishly looks to who pulled him out and the sight of Olivia's red hair calms him considerably.

"Commander..." He says, he at least thought he said. No sound came from his mouth, worried he repeated louder. "COMMANDER?!" She rolled her eyes and Alex watched as she pulled a tube of medi-gel from his cockpit and squirted it into his ears. The feeling was deeply unpleasant to say the least. The formulated gel burned like fire but flowed away in a moment. Leaving his now healed ears to listen again.

"You should be able to hear me now?" Olivia's soft voice cut through Alex's thoughts like a knife. He looked at her, she seemed to be okay. Looking down at himself he couldn't say the same. His right leg was torn open at the calf, and his abdomen hurt like some of his ribs were broken.

"God why do I get stuck with you being a fucking mess!?" Olivia quickly spreads the gel across his leg, his wound closes quickly leaving a pink scar. "Hey! It was an ambush!" Alex protests.

"Fucking suicide is more like it!" Obviously furious her green eyes flash dangerously as she sits back on the broken hulk of the mech. Laying across some pipes and maintenance conduits it looks inoperable.

Alex swallows hard and grimaces at the pain. "What now? Commander?" He looks around and only sees passages into the maze of service tunnels and piping that makes up the Gutters. Alex looks up again, marveling how far they fell without becoming paste.

"We wait." Olivia states flatly. Alex crawls out next to her, sitting down gingerly.

"So uhh that's it? Just wait for Trihand to come pick us up?! And do what? Go on another suicide mission?!" Alex growls as his anger finally comes past the shock. What a fucked situation, how can their superiors do this?

"Not our problem..." Olivia mumbles.

"What how?! It's very much our problem now! We're stuck down here!" Alex stands and begins shouting as his anger rises. "I won't go back! I didn't think my life would be so worthless to them!" Olivia didn't respond except to lower her head.

(Hello again! Thanks again for reading! I'm hoping that perhaps I could get some feedback on where to take this storyline. I have many ideas and might do them all at some point but if one is preferred I could focus on it. Encouragement is always nice :). So Alex is a supple moldable character, should we continue with a more straight focus or delve into fem/futa Dom. And weather the Dom-ing is gentle or harsh I'd like input. Be safe in quarantine guys and gals!)