A New Kind of Army

Chapter 4: Awake? But where?

I gasped.

Wait gasped? Am I breathing? Did I make it to the surface? Wait I'm not getting any air.

Something jerked me, and...oh god did I just spew? At least I can breathe now.

Voices? I can't understand them. What are they saying?

Ahh! My arm! Why does it hurt so much! Is someone trying to rip it off?! My shivering isn't making it hurt any less. Why is it so cold?

I need to see what's going on, but my eyelids feel like lead.

"C-cap?" Ugh...My throat burns.

My eyes finally open. There's two men leaning over me. one of them is saying something, but I don't know the language. But their wearing masks, like hydra's sick copies of cap! Were they Hydra? Where was cap? I wouldn't let them take me!

I tried to struggle but...a numbing feeling soon grips my body, in between the waves of intense pain. Am I screaming?

I can't keep this up.

I'm too tired.

Cap? Where are you?

...

Warm. I'm warm. There's no icy feeling nipping at me. Where am I? My head was pounding. My arm still hurt, and everything else ached.

A mechanical, beeping to my right. What is it? Am I hooked up to something? Was it that bad? Whatever it was it wasn't helping my head. I groaned.

I try to open my eyes, but it was difficult. My eyelids still felt like lead. When I finally open them, the world is blurry, and way too bright. What kind of lights were in here? I was laying on something soft; a bed? Was I in some kind of medical tent? No, the walls looked like this was a bunker.

Something warm squeezed my hand. Is that Cap? Is he here with me?

My gaze glances over to the right. There's a girl sitting beside me. She looks too young to be a nurse. She said something, but I couldn't understand her. I didn't recognize the language. I wish a could though, she was a real pretty dame. Pale complexion, dark hair, and hazel peepers.

My stomach, and chest suddenly began burn and felt tight. I couldn't stop coughing. Something wet and sticky was in my throat. I couldn't breathe. What was going on?! My vision blurrs, the last thing I see is an older woman with long red hair.

I couldn't breathe.

I couldn't breathe.

I couldn't...

...

Voices.

I still couldn't understand them. They were talking in that language that I didn't know. But they sounded young; one male one female.

Something was in my mouth...and it went down my throat! Am I choking on something!? Strange sounding alarms started going off. Great! I'm choking and now we're under attack.

I slowly open my eyes to see, a tube that was coming out of my mouth. I reached up trying to grab the tube, but only my right-hand listened. A boy, around my age, stepped into my vision. He grabbed my hand and pulled it away.

The boy, turns away from me and spoke to someone else, in that strange language, before turning back to me, "Do you understand me?"