Revival (1x1 with DarkMudkip)

Yoshitsugu hobbled over and unplugged Amaya before Hideyoshi gestured to Mitsunari, who gladly ripped her from the chair and dragged her away.
 
Amaya grunted as Mitsunari dragged her, stumbling after him as she tried to match his pace. Hands still cuffed behind her back, she could do little to fight him, especially with her powers dampened.
 
“No, I’m not.” Amaya said simply, not looking at him. “Why don’t you get your dog Shima to do it.”
 
"He will be there as well. But you will be the majority of our aid." He said, "Whether you want to or not, you're bringing Akihime home."
 
Amaya stopped in the hallway, refusing to take another step. “If you think I’d ever betray Akihime, you’re sorely mistaken.” She growled out.
 
She was sick of being threatened, sick of having Akihime threatened, so while making complete eye contact, she brought her head back, and slammed it hard into his nose, feeling it crunch under the force.
 
He hissed and stumbled back a bit before he grabbed her arm and threw her hard into the nearest wall, knowing for sure the impact would break something.
 
With her hands cuffed behind her back, hitting the wall at that force broke her flesh and blood arm, making her choke back a cry of agony as she stumbled and fell to the floor.
 
Amaya let out a cry of agony as he grabbed her arm, being dragged down the hall with all of her weight on the broken bone. She struggled and stumbled to her feet, seeing white spots as she stumbled after him once more.
 
Amaya ground her teeth as she righted herself, sitting up and trying to get a good look at her arm. It was definitely broken.
 
She sat quietly in there for days while Hideyoshi planned the raid of Ieyasu's estate with Mitsunari. Yoshitsugu agreed to make the program to rewire Amaya but it would take time to code; Hideyoshi gave him three days.
 
That entire three days, Amaya was left with her wounds untreated, and only when those three days were up, a few of Yoshitsugu’s assistants came down, with Mitsunari of corse. They were there to prep for Yoshitsugu, as well as with a few medical tools; she would not need to hear for this mission.
 
Mitsunari supervised as they worked on fixing her arm. Some "miracle medicine" Hanbei had made for the Deviants he experimented in case any of them were too wounded or broken to patiently wait for natural healing. Once that was done and her arm was reset, they guided her out and to the room Yoshitsugu was waiting in.
 
Having lay on a operating chair, Amaya’s hair was moved away from her right side, exposing the multiple ports sticking out of the side of her head. Strapping her down so she could fight back- which she was trying quite hard- Yoshitsugu was finally able to start his work.
 
He made sure everything was connected before he began to install the program and rewrite her code. It would only take a couple minutes, but for Amaya it was agony.
 
A leather strap had to be inserted into Amaya’s mouth to keep her from biting her tongue, intentionally or not. Most software updates were done with Amaya under anesthetic, but they didn’t have the time and she didn’t get the luxury.
 
Yoshitsugu did his best to upload the file as quickly as he could, knowing they were on a bit of a time crunch. He hummed softly as he waited, watching the upload time click rather quickly.
 
Bit by bit, Amaya’s struggling slowed, becoming less violent as time went by and the upload was coming to completion. Once it was finished, Amaya sat perfectly still in her chair, not moving a muscle as she stared blankly ahead.
 
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