Private We need some.... Reassembly?

[Yume Izanami]

There would be an emergency rush to Aesculapium. A medical shinobi had caught word of a genin carelessly going out on a mission that involved lycans by herself and had decided to try and catch up to her. He would hear the gun shot. And after a short while later, another. He had hoped that the girl would walk out completely unharmed, but knew in his gut that wouldn't be the case. He would make his way into the Manor, seeing the quick destruction that was made to suggest that the fight took down into the basement, and followed suit. Upon entering the basement, he found a gruesome sight. A mutated Lycan, and the girl... Her left arm was completely torn off, and both of her legs look like they have been torn to pieces enough to see bone. He radioed Cloud, letting other medical ninja know of an emergency rush, to get a room ready. He looked over at the dead lycan and made sure more backup was coming to transport the body as he would focus on using mainly chakra healing to stabilize the girl. Eventually, the transport team would make their way into Aesculapium and get the girl into the room that was ready for her.

.... Where....? Izanami feels like she is dreaming. She stood on the battlefield that the Tenouzans had razed, killing her family. She felt so helpless then. All she had was her gifted ability to catch on quick to weapons making. Flash forward, she was sitting at a steak restaurant, talking to another girl, going only a small bit into her life. How small she feels, thinking that even with chakra now, all she can do is make her weapons and armor better than before, an upgraded version, and even that won't be enough for people who can casually throw meteors around like it's nothing. Her own disdain at the fact that she can't do much, her own affinities to Lightning, Earth, and Gravity are mediocre at best.

And then... Her eyes widened as she looked around, the scenery changing to be that of the basement of the Manor. Looking down at herself in horror, she had seen that her left arm was gone, and her legs are beyond use. What's this feeling that she has? Hopelessness... Even as she told herself that she would focus on taijutsu and making her weapons be the best that they can be, her own skill and speed pales in comparison to that of monsters that the people of her own revolution had created.

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[Shinrya Kitsune]

Kitsune was, by chance, at the hospital when the emergency call came in. Apparently one of her Genin had been badly injured in a battle with a lycan. She rushed to get scrubbed up for operation, telling her secretary to put the rest of her schedule on hold, because this was frankly much more important. She was a doctor first, and the Raikage second, and she would not let one of her own die on her watch.

Once in the operating theater, an almost inaudible gasp escaped her lips. The poor kid. Left arm: Gone. Legs: Shredded. Lacerations all over. She had to act fast, and immediately. She called for a nurse to get her a set of tools, so she could begin cleaning up the wounds. It didn't appear that remains of the limbs had been saved, so there was no chance of reattachment. Kitsune sighed. She'd have to make do with mechanics instead.

Fortunately for Izanami, Kitsune was not just a master of medicine, but also the founder of the field of Kumogakurean Prosthetics. There were several high-ranking shinobi in the village using limbs she'd made. Heck, even her own left eyeball had that had been damaged by an assassin had been replaced with a mechanical eye she designed, complete with the power to replicate the doujutsu of her bloodline.

She began the procedure by cleaning up Izanami's wounds before using a few medical ninjutsu to heal up the lacerations. The arm, or lack thereof, and legs both needed to be clean before she could attach the mounting hardware for the prosthetics. It'd have to be a shoulder mount for the left arm, and from the looks of it, she'd have to amputate the knees, as there wouldn't be enough left below the knees to attach the mounting plates to.

Fortunately for Izanami, the hardware Kitsune was working with was top of the line, and after a bit of rehabilitation, would allow her to move as if she'd never lost her limbs. Better, even. She'd even have the ability to feel touch through the prosthetics due to the artificial nerve system Kitsune had developed. It was the secret sauce that made the prosthetics designed by her so much better than those designed by the competition.

 

[Yume Izanami]

All the while, Izanami is still unresponsive, though it does seem that her heart rate is at a steady pace. Deep in her subconscious thoughts, her mind drifted back to when she went on a mission with a group of people.

Whilst she didn't really care at the time of two kids, academy students dying, part of her wishes that she was faster to react and move. Those undead wolves live in her nightmares from time to time after that mission. It really made her wonder what other horrible monsters exist. The young genin would always think of those undead wolves as part of her Revolution. The lycans were the main blemish upon the revolution and she sees anything that could be connected as part of it too.

She only wished that she can move faster to eliminate the stain upon her history. Because maybe she isn't trying to help all of Lightning Country. Maybe she is trying to atone for being part of a group that had done exactly what Cloud has done in the past. Except this time, it's effecting everyone...

Izanami would slightly stir from her unconsciousness "I need to get faster... Stronger... To kill all lycans..." Was all that she would say. One look at the girl would tell Kitsune that while she did speak, she was still in fact unresponsive to being talked to. It would seem that Izanami is having some inner thoughts whilst sh is being operated on. After that, the girl would fall quiet, presumably still stuck in a coma like state for right now.