November 17, 2282
Three Quirkless Teens were announced comatose for exactly one year. One, an American citizen that was on a trip to Japan, and kept in a Japanese hospital. One, a Japanese citizen. The final one being another American tourist.
This is the Story of those three.
"Uh, the fuck happened?" Came from one of the three, Ryota Onisumi, with light gray hair reaching down to his shoulders, Ryota found himself in a hospital gown, with several machines hooked up to him. "Primitive" is the first thing Ryota thought. A doctor walked in, immediately notifying others that Ryota was awake. And with that, we meet someone else.
The second of the three, Rant Casey, awoke. Opening his sunken green eyes, he says in a quiet, barely heard voice. "Damn, I was wrong, those edibles were shit." He slowly sat up on his bed and looked around the room, brushing his brunette, medium length hair out of his face to actually see properly.
The third of the trio, Alison Church, had finally awakened from his slumber. His dark brown eyes slowly opening themselves to the bright light above, causing him to wince and raise a hand to rub them, brushing his short black hair that reached his forehead - and the back of his neck - in the process slightly. "That's the last time I take public transportation," he muttered out in annoyance, not bothering to focus on anything else.
Within a few hours, the doctors checked out the three, looking at vitals, x-rays, and every other medical procedure that was needed after waking up from a coma. During this time, the three were put into a room together, due to their reaction to one another.
"So, it's been awhile, Alison, Rant, haven't seen you two since I got sent to Omega-13. How have you guys been?" Ryota said, in perfect English, gazing at the two as if they were old friends. before the doctor walked back into the room. "Alright, it seems all of you are good to go, although, one of you will need Omni-Nutritious bars, since you seem to be going through a growth spurt and we don't want your body to fail in the process of growing." The doctor says , pointing to Rant.
"Hah! Casey genes on top! Fuck y'all!" Rant flips the other men in the room off, a cocky grin on his face. The doctor leaves the room, with Ryota immediately speaking up. "And that's because there's god knows how many augmentations to your body, are you even human at this point or do you count as a robot?" Rant's smile immediately drops into a frown. "Just because I'm fucking better than y'all, doesn't mean you gotta spew some bullshit." Ryota replies the second Rant stops talking "5000 Unit-uh, yen, that your "growth spurt" is your body regaining your augmentations. What do you think, Alison? You gonna put in a bet?"
Alison shook his head silently, staying silent as he watched the two others bicker."Ah, well, you're probably the responsible one for doing that anyways." Ryota says, before standing up. "Welp, I'm probably gonna try to go home, get some money by making this world's primitive stock market my bitch. Either of you wanna come with? It's not like our parents are gonna pick us up or anything...fuckin' adults."
"Yeah, might as well start trying to get a grasp of what time period we're in. Oh and uh, I'll take that bet." Rant gets up and stretches, his bones popping like rice crispies as he fights his way through the muscle atrophy. Ryota replies quickly, obviously starting to get impatient. "Alright, let's go. Oh, and? This appears to be the original world we lived in, as far as Quirks are concerned. So, primitive tech is to be expected."
Rant sighs and walks out of the hospital room they shared, brushing past busy nurses, doctors, and residents. "Fuck my life..." The man mutters under his breath as he steals a bunch of peppermints off a hospital admin's desk. "I know, right?" Ryota says, following suit, pickpocketing a phone that he steals from a patient, before typing something and smirking. "You know what? I think I know a place we can set up base. Follow me." And with that, Ryota speeds up, walking in front of Rant and Alison.
