After the firefight with the super mutants, you and your crew make your way through the debris of what was once Starlight Hospital, the walls riddled with bullet holes and scorched marks from energy weapons. Rumors spread that these mutants had been experimenting with their own blood, discovering that it could alter humans, creating more of their kind.

Turning a corner, you spot her — Hannah, your best warrior ally — restrained in a metal cage, her arms shackled to the sides. Her skin is pale green and mottled, veins bulging as her muscles begin to swell unnaturally, tearing the seams of her clothes. She groans as her forearms double in size, her shoulders widening, and her hands cracking under the sudden force of growing bone and sinew. Her face stretches slightly, jaw thickening, eyes glinting with a strange yellow hue.

The Enclave researchers hover nearby, scribbling notes and checking monitors, oblivious to your arrival. You raise your rifle, keeping your crew back, and watch as the process accelerates. With every passing second, Hannah grows taller, limbs expanding into the signature proportions of a super mutant, her posture hunched under the weight of newfound mass, yet her movements remain surprisingly agile.

Her voice, strained and distorted from the mutation, carries fear and confusion, but no hint of giving up — instead, a new strength begins to radiate from her as the transformation completes. Once the muscles settle and her green skin hardens like leather, she steps forward with deliberate force, the cage snapping under her bulk. The Enclave recoils, unsure whether to fire or retreat.

Now fully a super mutant, Hannah’s mind remains intact — sharp and aware — though her body is a weapon of raw, towering strength, prepared to fight back against anyone who threatens her or her allies. You know one thing for certain: this isn’t the end. The blood experiments have changed her, but it hasn’t broken her.