Zack was awoken by a hand shaking him gentely on his left shoulder being mindful of the chunk missing out of left shoulder. Zack slowly opened his eyes to see Peter White sitting beside him. The handsome rabbit man looked at him with worry and seemed very nervous.
Zack tried to lift his left arm to throat punch him but his arm felt like iron and the chain shackles around his wrist felt like two tons.
"Try not to move." Peter said as he opened a giant medical kit.
Zack took in his environment, everything was white and smelled like a hospital. Zack cringed at the color and the thought of being in anything remotely close to a hospital.
Peter handed Zack a bucket.
"You may need this." He told him "Before you can ask why sit up."
Zack couldn't sit up, tried to ask for help but he couldn't move his jaw. He gave Peter a look.
"Ah right Madam Lust fractured your jaw, cracked three ribs, broke six ribs along with your nose and fractured your skull in two different spots." He told him. "Would you like to know the status of the rest of your body?"
Zack grunted not being able to speak.
"Well you also a moderate concussion and a bit of internal bleeding but that should have ended by now, ripped muscles in the abdominal area and quite a piece of muscle from your left shoulder missing." He told Zack. "But now Zack I need to sit you up so that I can properly treat your head."
Zack again gave a look but it was more on the lines of I can't sit up on my own, you fairy tale joke.
So Peter aided Zack into an upright position and wrapped his forehead. Then took a look at his shoulder. It wasn't as bad or as big as it originally looked once the blood was cleaned off. All it really needed was a bit of stitching and patching.
"Would you like some medication for the pain?" Peter asked. "Or would you rather tough it out?"
Zack grunted pain killers and peter injected the IV into his arm and Zack drifted into a deep sleep but it was anything but peaceful.
Zack was haunted by the screams of Alice and saw nothing but her body being ripped apart over and over and over again. It was his fault and he knew it and now he could feel nothing not a single emotion not since the fight with Lust could he feel anything he was a drone. Zack had become cold to the world in the coming months that would bring his recovery.
I know not an eventful part but it is needed. But as always feedback, and comments are always appreciated! And if you have a question shoot me a message. I love you guys!
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