Waking Up

Calian POV

"-But its in NEST 2," an unfamiliar voice rang in my ear as I slowly opened my eye. What happened? I felt as if I had just been rammed by a cargo ship. Ah right, I pushed Jill down and the Nemesis' spikes sliced my neck, now I remember. If I'm awake, does that mean Jill has secured the vaccine? I sure hope so, either that or I'm in the afterlife, which doesn't make much sense.

I slowly tried to open my eyes, the blue light on the ceiling is too much bright to accommodate for me right now so I slowly closed them back and reopened them to just tiny slits which enabled minimal sights. I then decided to sit up as my hand touched over the surface in which I lay, soft, comfortable and warm.

I slightly pinched the outer layer, a blanket? And then I felt the back of my head on a pillow or any other very plushy object. Argh, my head hurts and I looked around the room in a blur. I see three men wearing armored vests, a woman wearing a blue raceback tank top, another man adorning a long white coat and finally a plump but not so plump man in black and yellow checkered shirt carrying a small girl I think.

"Did I hear it right, or did someone say 2? Cause I certainly didn't need a number 2 right now." I don't know what came to me. I just suddenly thought of the last word in the first sentence I heard since waking up which is the number 2. And I suddenly had the urge to make the lamest joke I could think of. It would be a comedy seeing a man just cured of death told a joke as his first bit of words.

I suddenly felt the stares of exactly 7 different people, umm, can you stop staring at me, it's getting uncomfortable like a monkey in a zoo pen. "Calian!" Jill's voice first greeted me as I felt a soft set of arms and hands circled my neck in a warm hug. Ahh, very snug, I could get used to this but before i could requite, the pair of arms pulled back quickly.

Aww, I was just feeling cozy and now you pulled back, that's not very nice, Jill. At least I think it's Jill, argh, my eyes are too hazy, just a slight open really put a toll on it, that darn lights are killing me! "Are you okay?! Do you feel anything wrong in your systems?!" Yes Jill, I can feel my headache going! My whole body aches but not too much as I am just feeling quite tired.

The problem is my eyes though, I need darkness, a good kind of darkness. "Ow! What do you do that for and who the hell are you!" I feel a very fast cut on my right wrist as I hissed tried to get a good look on the guy who had the gall to cut me when I've just recovered from practically death! But still my eyes just won't work!

I could see the outline of the man though, it's the one wearing the long white coat or is it lab coat, his hand is holding some sort of short blade with a trace of my blood. "Watch closely," the man said carefully and held my weak wrist up, what's he going to do? I then heard gasps all around. Oh no, what exactly happened, this can't be anything good. (A.N : Or is it? Ho ho ho)

"Anyone capable of telling me what exactly caused all the heaves of 'amazement', I can't exactly see at the moment!" I voiced out a little bit too harshly. I don't understand how Helen Keller could be so patient and even earned a Bachelor of Arts degree being both blind and deaf. It's probably through sheer will!

But I can't do that, just not being able to see for the first minute is enough to make me mad! Not as mad as the RPG yet, but still angry. "Is this a symptom, doctor?" Jill asked from the side, more specifically my side. "The experimented mice couldn't very well regain their full proper sight until after a few minutes."

Now I could look even more clearly, my eyes has finally upgraded from 180 pixels to 240 pixels! The man is old, wearing a sure lab coat. Is he Dr. Nathaniel Bard? I vaguely remember him being dead. But I guess killing Nicholai changed that, the prick deserved to die more than the John Wick Russian mafia boss.

"How about the side effect you deem to have a chance of happening below 1%," Jill continued asking from beside me, I can detect quiet vexation from her tone. And what's this 1% chance of a side effect Jill had asked about? Is it related to all the surprised gasps when my wrist is cut and held up for everyone to see? That must be it!

"Than that means this man is extremely lucky! As I said before the side effects won't ruin anything in a human being. At most, it's a gift of survival. How do I know this man has the side effect? Because the two mice with the side effect woke up at least 3 hours faster than the others. Due to the quick thinking of me, a genius! I instantly identified that this man must have one of the side effects!"

The doctor? He's Dr. Nathaniel Bard right, he said that long paragraph hurriedly and with barely hidden excitement, I refuse to be a test subject! In the meantime, my eyes have finally gone up to 480 pixels and can now open it much better even if the light still hurts a bit. This is like coming out of a laser eye surgery but the recovery is much much faster.

"Can anyone finally tell me what is so 'amazing' or so 'awful' about the side effect! All I knew is, I felt much better than dying," it really is much better especially for me, a man whom has experienced death! Although a plane crash is not painful because I died the moment it plunged to the ground, it still left a huge amount of fear lingering in me.

"Umm, Calian, you have cell regenerative abilities," ok I'm sorry, but have we transferred to the X-men universe!