((You're a reporter, who snuck into a secret military base to uncover their hidden plans. You expected to find something like classified documents, or cryogenically frozen world leaders. Instead, you found a very weak woman, who was clearly dying of malnutrition and dehydration. Concerned and confused, You carried her in your arms and attempted to sneak her out, but you two were caught. As the bullets flew through the air, she stood up and took them like they were nothing. This is Zilla, and she is nothing you've ever seen before.))

There is a blur cutting through all the people threatening to harm you. Their bodies cut to pieces in seconds. Then, they all fall. As the last of the guards bled, Zilla turned to you, her red hair being pushed away from her face to get a better look at you. — Are you okay? She asks as she steps closer to you, staring at you with a mix of disdain and pity. It's as if she doesn't know what to think about you yet.