Waking Up Again

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Orianna's P.O.V.

Woah.... I feel, powerful. I don't know how to explain, but I just do. As I regained my senses, I must have made a sound, as someone came over.

"Orianna, you're finally waking up...?" So it was Shark. And unusual for him, he actually sounded worried. I coughed when I tried to speak, so I tried again.

"Heh, you actually sounded worried then." Shark scoffed.

"I wasn't worried. I was just getting impatient. You've been out for almost a day now." I opened my eyes slowly, after rolling my head to one side so I could look at him.

"You sounded worried. But I feel, so much better now..." I smiled, and I saw a small glow of purple around Shark, like an aura. I recognised it as the same one Fortune Tune had in my weird dream. No, Fort. She told me to call her Fort, so I shall.

"Well, you're up now, so I'll leave you to it." I looked up and found I was in a very unfamiliar place.

"Wait, where am I? Shark!" Shark chuckled as I sat up.  "Shark..." I growled, as a warning.

"Jeese, settle down. You're at my house."  I took the blankets off, and swung my legs over, sliding my feet into my boots.

"Well, I should probably go. I seem to have taken up enough of your time, with you worrying and all." Shark turned and glared at me.

"I told, you, I wasn't worrying! You were just in my house!"

"Sure, sure. That's why you were watching me." I poked my tongue out at him.

"GAGH! I'm going to see Rio."

"What, so you can watch her sleep too?" I cocked my head.

"NO. So YOU stop bugging me!" I laughed, and he stomped out grumpily. I ran to the door, and he was already down the hall.

"If it makes any difference, I'm sorry!" I called to him. He just shrugged his shoulders and kept walking. Flying down the hall, I caught up to him in no time. "Can I, come with you...?"

"Can I stop you?"

"I guess not!" He handed me a helmet, which I was guessing belonged to Rio.

"Get on." He was already on the bike, and I soon hopped on behind him. Shark sped off to the hospital, with me clinging on.

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