Hi process Forum community, last year I wrote a pictured story with the title "Hunter J". I won't wonder if hardly anyone knows it, there are different reasons.
I'll post it here, so you can read it and maybe/hopefully someone gets inspired to do something more out of it. You can do whatever you want with this idea/world/... without needing to ask me.
Hunter J
In not too distant future, Concerns took over the lead of world. (You know the setting, just imagine you part.) And as always, there are also rebels. Here, those rebels have to work undercover, because the Concerns know easy ways to trace somebody and hunt him down as soon as they got his or her identity.
In this setting, we are looking at the recent happenings to "James Loral Jane Emmington", known to no one but his very close friends (also rebels, of course). His call-name was "Hunter J", because he knew how to hunt his enemies until they gave up. No one ever survived this "giving up".
So, one rainy day - the perfect weather for 'smelling the scent of an upcoming killing spree, as he used to call it. He and his friends headed towards 'Biotech' for another rush through their new security recruits. As you know, Hunter J was not the warmhearted type of guy, who would care about those 'poor' young recruits. In his eyes, it was all enemy flesh. He had kinda luck that his friends didn't care.
As you may have presumed, something went horribly wrong this time.
As you can see, he wasn't the 'muscle-man'. But he was smart, he knew to trick his enemies and how to slaughter them in one well timed, single attack. ... Until...
..he made a very new and rare experience. The biotech guards seemed to have fancy new toys.
A gun that actually creates an explosion with an intense shock wave from a hidden target beyond you. That was quite an atypical invention for Biotech.
.. And as he took his ride through the stinky air of the old Biotech production hall, he realized one single, but in return very clear fact. 'I'm screwed'.
He woke up, feeling pain, which was kinda good because that implied that they must have thought he was dead. His whole body felt like burning and every bone felt broken...
.. cause it had been, but he didn't know that. Not crying like a baby, but definitely screaming in pain, he tried to recover. A strong mind helped his body to get it up off the floor... more or less..
his chest felt swollen, very swollen, almost like... err... tits? Where was his body hair? He tried to get up, and almost could do it. Comic-like J began to sneak off. Because of fear, she took it slow and with all possible precaution. She attempted to leave this f****** place.
..she made it.. after all. She pulled her body towards their secret rebel base, making sure to not being traced. On the way there, she had time to realize, what had happened to her. And that was really ruining her day now. Looking for aid, she found no wounds. She fell to ground again, from the returning pain now growing stronger.
She didn't feel anything growing or disappearing. She knew there was nothing left to lose.
And while she tried to recover, she considered what to do now very carefully. She needed a disguise from the Concerns, because this was biotech’s style and she knew, that they didn't leave her cause they thought she was dead. They wanted to play a game with her, ‘not with ME' she thought.
It would be easy for them to identify a girl in guy’s clothes in the crowds, so she needed some casual girl clothes. But where?
It looked as if Laura hadn't returned yet, and if that was the case, she was most likely killed. So why not take her clothes? Although she knew about the necessity of this step, she felt creepy about doing it. ‘Ah, what the hell’, she thought, ‘I might as well get this sh** over with.’
There were a few outfits, all not so... 'warm', but she had no choice.
She decided for the outfit that looked most casual. But to be really safe from Biotech, there was one more thing left to do. Before she made her way home, she changed the only thing left of her old life completely... her hair.
Hunter J with a completely new hairstyle.
As she finally arrived home, she watched the news and browsed the web (over secure proxies of course) to find some information about this weapon, what had happened, and how to revert back to a MAN!
And there is one thing for sure. Hunter J wasn't Hunter J anymore, if this is the end of the story.
I hope you enjoyed that first part.
SECOND PART
From her research, Hunter J(ane) got to know more about the weapon. She hacked into Biotechs development cores and downloaded everything she could find. She now knew how that weapon worked but the only way to turn back is find the only prototype of the weapon, created to reverse it. This prototype was located in a special chamber in the security office of Biotech.
No big deal for Hunter J. She always wanted to blow their security operator into nirvana.
She looked for clothes, that could protect her, but couldn't find any. All that was left from her old friend Laura was an airy piece of leather with some metal stuff on it. No wonder Laura didn't survive, she thought. She hated it. She absolutely hated it and thought about fighting nude instead... but... err... no.
Looking in the mirror, she felt like a total slut, an evil-fighting-slut. She took her guns and left.
The new recruits (the life expectation from new recruits is about one week) were no big deal. She fought through the entry, the halls, barriers, leaving a vestige of destruction, just to find an 'empty' security office, with no prototype weapon and no special chamber.
The next thing she felt was a big hurt in her neck. Then she slowly blacked out.
She awoke in a cell next to the security office. She realized, this had been a trap. How could she have been so damn stupid to think that this could work? She just stayed on her bed almost cried about it. That's when she realized, Hunter J was crying. WTF? Female hormones didn't do well.
After all, the cell was quite comfortable. There even was a shower. She hated it to undress and see her now female body. She missed her old one. Her one and only objective was to get it back.
No sensitive sensations she experienced could change that. Of course she enjoyed it, but it wasn't far enough to make her even think about staying this way.
Though no male security guard ever entered her cell and they never tried to torture her, she had an increasingly bad feeling about the situation the longer she had to stay in the cell. Days past. Weeks past, and no one ever came to save her.
She was a virgin and this would not change as long as she lived, she promised to herself.
After three weeks, she saw someone standing in front of the cell lasers, he was a real hulk. She knew she knew him, but where? She couldn't remember having seen this face any time. And what was their intent?
Hunter J wasn't Hunter J if she would let that happen.
PART THREE
The man was talking to some guards getting orders. They didn't seem to know him well. Another recruit?
As they shut down the laser for him, he came inside, directly watching into her eyes.
She was absolutely sure to know him, somehow.
Then he began to speak with a very silent but clear hearable voice:
L: 'Hey, is that really you, J? Listen, you’ve got three options.
-Option one: We do what they commanded me to do, which would include you losing your virginity.
- Option two: We pretend to do so, you take my hidden weapons and get us out of here.
- Option three: We pretend to need to go to another place where you would accept it by choice, you dress sexy, I will apply you some cuffs. As soon as we are out the cell, we will shoot our way through.'
J: 'Laura? Really?'
L:' Yes. It's me.'
The wasn't much of a choice:
J:' Option one: NO WAY! Option two: Bad plan, did you think of the lasers? Option three: Don't like the ideas of the cuffs, but as the others won't do, I'll take it.
L:'Fine, hurry!'
As J got dressed, L asked the guards to let them out as soon as the cuffs are applied. The guards liked the idea of J doing it by choice.
It looked like whatever they thought they had done to make Laura one of their cooperatives, gone horribly wrong. Laura shot their way through the guards and recruits while J was dutifully following. As they arrived back at their base, Laura began to look for clothes. - Her clothes. She had a little serious conversation with J before they agreed on just swapping the clothes for the time they were changed.
As J watched Laura undress, he just hated it. .... Hated it!
What next? First, they needed to get Jane some clothes the guards didn't recognize. They needed to be scanned for gps-emitters, change their looks and go undercover before they can go on with their primary plan. ..Getting back what belonged to them and ... of course...vengeance!
THE END OF WHAT I WROTE AND RENDERED
Viola (Worldoftg.com)