<a class="postlink" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/keyootee/emily.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Emily "Tink" Ferguson (though her nickname is only known to her childhood friends)<br/>24<br/>General<br/><br/>Emily hadn't remembered what had happened to her, it was so traumatic. A little bit of her memory loss that she didn't want to admit what happened. She was a strong leader, at least she liked to think she was and what had occurred had been embarrassing to her. She had led the army to the desert to face the enemy, and they had been outnumbered but she was still confident that she could beat them with her skills as a general. But the opposing side had let off a tactic she hadn't been expecting, surrounding her troops and obliterated them like they were tigers picking on mice. She was wounded almost fatally and tried to make her way towards the base, and that is why she had been found alone and with her troops nowhere in sight.<br/>She was sleeping, feeling a change come about her body as he worked on her. She felt brighter, stronger somehow. It made her remember the past, before she became a general and when she was still yet a child. She was adopted, and her father was very overprotective of her. He was an inventor, and he knew when he saw her that she was very smart so he thought he would try to mold her in his image. But he was afraid she would get in a relationship so he sent her to an all girl's school to try to make sure she wouldn't become involved with boys. He tried to teach her how to invent things, and she had made a few things but her interests were waning in another direction. As she learned history, she was very fascinated with the stories of the brave generals who marched out into war. She wanted to be one, so she studied tactics and gradually made her way into becoming one. They were impressed with her skills of leading the troops and making up brilliant strategies to attack the forces against them. She still invented things in her spare time, mostly new weapons for her troops. Though she knew her father was disappointed that she hadn't become an inventor like himself, he was proud that she had become so successful in life.<br/>As the vision of the past passed her eyes, she started to open her eyes becoming aware of where she was at and the fact that she was dressed in a hospital garb. She groaned remembering the terrible defeat, all of her troop was dead it was a miracle she had survived the attack at all.<br/>"My troops are dead...I should be with them right now. Dead, but here I am alive and in one piece. How could that be? Whoever fixed me up must be a miracle worker. I want to see who did this. Please, come closer."<br/>She felt awful, well mentally awful that was. Her body felt just fine though. She wanted to be dead along with her troops, that's the way it should be with how terrible the fight had turned up. A horrible general she was for letting that happen. She should of seen how much more powerful the other side was compared to her own. But really she was being too hard on herself, even the best general might of not seen the threat they were.