Chapter 3:Vick Fournier

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When I woke back up I expected to be dead. But now I was in captivity of dangerous people. I was strapped to a stretcher in a Merigold accented hospital room. My face was pointed to a bright white light hanging from the ceiling. My sleeves and pant legs were rolled up.3 Surgeons scrambled around the room searching for something. A lead doctor entered the room and scolded the surgeons. He laid out a leather mat over my stomach. He placed an anesthetic-filled syringe, A syringe filled with bright blue liquid, and a syringe filled with maroon liquid. The first one he used was an anesthetic, In my shin. I forced my body to reject it as I shot the doctor a mean look while hyperventilating at the same time. It was a flop. The anesthetic hit me, My vision went blurry, I went unconscious.

When I woke up I didn't remember anything really. I had bandages on my shin, Head, and forearm. The forearm was the only part that wasn't sore. I noticed I was unstrapped, My doctor was in the corridor, talking to the guy who drove UNIT 76. I unwrapped the bandage and boy, was I surprised. I had a thick red rash on my arm that was combined with artificial scars. I didn't have long to look at my arm though, Straight after my doctor stopped talking, The blonde came back to me. He stood near the stretcher. "Do you feel alright?"He asked. I don't know why this specific one was friendly with me. I shook my head, Hoping he would care. I showed him the abomination on my arm. He pulled his scarf down from his face. 

He had the same mess at the bottom of his face. "Vlad said I should take you to the gym for combat training. The blonde slipped a butterfly knife in my pocket, "Don't tell the others, Alright?"I simply nodded. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me off the stretcher and back onto the ground. He then slipped a leather glove on my arm. I flexed all 5 of my fingers. All of the joints on the glove were armed with metal plates. "The names Dani" He stated. "Vick".Dani took me out of the HC room and walked me down the north hall. A young adult with black "bedhead" hair lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth before puffing a small cloud. He wore the same uniform as everyone else besides his shades and the very noticeable Pump shotgun mounted on his back. He was heading toward the south hall with another Sinfinity grunt.

 Once we arrived at a Dim-lit boxing ring Dani pushed me inside. "Do your best." He whispered. I stopped facing him and then faced the other recruit In the ring. The albino recruit glared at me as he spun his wooden bat. A bell chimed. The boy charged towards me and swung the bat. Crack! My face hit the ground as a high-pitched noise rang in my ear. I stood back up, now trembling. I felt a hard pound in my stomach and I bounced from the side of the ring to the ground. The boy looked at my flopped corpse he held the bat above my spine. In a millisecond my back met wood and I felt like a car was thrown into my back. I pulled the butterfly knife from my pocket, stood with my remaining stamina, and slashed at my opponent before he hit my head with the bat again. Dani pulled me out of there and into the hall. When I got into the right mind I turned my eyes to Dani, Who wore an anxious expression Dani lifted the back of my shirt and wrapped gauze around my back. He also wrapped some around my forehead as well. I felt a crank in my head and I swiveled into Dani, Blacking out.

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