The Difference Between

Chapter two

Why was I wanted for treason, fellany, and murder! I dropped the article in shock. Trembling, I sat Down and took a drink of water. I need to know where I am, and I needed to know who Anna is and what my connection to her was. I then looked at the clock, and realized that hours and hours had past since I fell asleep. It was 4:35 in the morning, but I didn't feel tired at all. Anna told me that Marco Tallman was the man who wanted me for something. Something pretty bad, is what I'm guessing. I'm guessing the reason that I remembered his name so well was because he did this to me... But not just this. I knew deep down that it was much, much more. After festering about it, I let my curiosity take me over. I limped over to the door and opened it. I peaked out. This place didn't look at all like a hospital!

I stepped out into the blank hallway. The walls were lined with solid metal, and the floors were marble. The corridor stretched out to my left. I closed the door gently, trying not to make any sound. At the end of the corridor, there was a glass overlook. I tediously tiptoed over to it. It resembled a lounge. There were four white fancy electronic recliner chairs, a coffee table, and what looked to be a control panel. As I stepped closer to it a glass touch keyboard slid out. I decided I wouldn't touch it, because I knew that I would regret it... Badly. (Something you learn from every cartoon) I stared out of the overlook. Then my eyes widened and my jaw dropped. The room... No, more like a football stadium multiplied by 30, had mounted turrets attached to the walls and floor. In the very center of the colossally huge death chamber, there was a platform rising up into the middle of the room. Inside the platform, there was a microphone along with a couple other things. I couldn't properly see, because my eyes were still adjusting to everything. Along the edges of the death chamber I saw what looked like a strip of water, and a submarine in each. Outside the central part of the room stood semi elevated landing strips. Towards the back of the room, where I was, I saw three helicopters and two jets. Then I saw something that I'd never seen before. It looked like a jet, four bladed helicopter, speedboat hybrid. It looked awesome. I stared at it with awe. This room was huge, and overwhelming.
"Oh my god." I said to myself as I stepped back in amazement and inspiration. Wow... Where was I? Huh. I hadn't talked much lately, and nearly forgot the sound of my own voice. That second, I heard something. Footsteps.

The faint sound of footsteps filled my eardrums. Suddenly everything got slower, and I got faster. I didn't know what was going on. I don't know why I did this, but I got into a fighting position... Ready to kill something. This felt so unusual. I stood in that position until I saw a man slowly have his foot meet the floor. As he spoke, the world started to speed up again. All I could hear was...
"Ash-ketchup-the butcher...pizza, and Fitch" Finally I made out what he was trying to say. He said this to me with his hands on his head, as if he were surrendering to me.
"Ashten, don't do anything hasty. It's me, Kiran." All of a sudden, I snapped out of my kill trance and studied him. He had dark brown hair and blue eyes. He had heavy stubble around the edges of his jaw, and under his lip. He had crows feet on the edges of his eyes, and little streaks of grey hair. He was tall and muscular, and wore a casual grey suit and fadora. As I stared him down blankly, he looked me up and down with observing eyes. He looked surprised and in shock.
"Oh Ashten." He spoke with a smirk, and a gravelly voice.
"I did not expect this. Come with me! Let's get those casts off."

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After I got the bandages, casts, braces, and hospital gown off I felt so much better. Although the casts left tremendous imprints on my arms. Otherwise I was great. It didn't hurt anywhere like it did yesterday when I woke up, which made me think. Man, I've been thinking a lot lately. As soon as I got comfortable, the doctor stuck a light in my face, then knocked my knee with a tiny hammer. Out of reflex, I thrust my elbow at his chin, then swung up and backhand punched him in the nose. The doctor flew back and landed on his butt, as he hit the counter. He held his nose in pain, then opened his eyes. I jumped up, thinking I knew what to do but this truthfully was kind of embarrassing. But I thought to myself...
"Come on Ashten, you shouldn't feel embarrassed. You just hit a doctor in the face!" I just stood there awkwardly. Kiran then heard the crash, and woke up from his not so comfortable looking nap.
"What...the...hell." He said, trying to assess the situation.
"I hit the doctor in the face. I'm so sorry." I said, not knowing what else to say. I turned to him and helped him up.
"I am so sorry. I don't know why I did that. I-"
"No, no it's my fault." He said. His nose started to bleed. He grabbed a tissue and held it to his nose.
"I should have taken into acception... Your abilities. Well, you'll be happy to hear that your reflexes are okay." He said, holding out his hand. I shook it.
"The name's Andrew. You can call me doctor Martin"