Pyrrha

Episode 5: Kevin

Crash!

"What the hell are you---"

Blamblamblamblamblam!

Thud!

Silence.

Click.

Kevin awoke to the sounds of beeps. Repetitive beeps. The world glowed a heavenly white. The beautiful white soon faded into reality. He was in a small room lying on a hospital bed. The walls were smeared with blood and peppered with bullet holes. Two male nurses were lying motionless on the floor, pools of blood steadily growing around them.

Kevin quickly tore out various cords from all over his body. His leather vest was missing. He was shirtless. A tattooed set of COG tags ran down his chest, but more importantly there was a half stitched wound on his side. The needle was still inside. He quickly looked to his left to find a steel bowl with a bloody scrunched up piece of metal inside of it.

Must've been the bullet. I'm obviously in surgery.

Kevin then fluently sewed up the wound. He winced every time the fish hook-like needle pierced his skin. His skin would resist the needle at first, pressing inwards like a trampoline's canvas with a person on it, and it would then pierce the skin. Within seconds the wound was sealed. Kevin then held his hand over it in agony as he slid out of the bed.

He was barely alive when we found him. He'd been shot by a Hammerburst. Leather doesn't do much against bullets it seems.

Prep him for surgery.

Kevin's head appeared in the hallway. He looked left and right to make sure it was all clear. It was.

The hallway was littered with bodies. Bodies of nurses and Gears alike. The lights were blinking on and off like some kind of sinister horror movie. Blood splatter was everywhere. The walls, the floor and even the ceiling.

It was macabre.

Kevin moved into the hallway, unsure of where he was going. He crouched down next to the nearest Gear's body and scavenged a Snub Pistol. He slid some spare magazines into his pockets and set off down the hall. He was coming up to a corner when he heard someone coming. He quickly pressed his back against the wall and prepared his weapon. Footsteps echoed from around the corner.

"Alex has them in ICU, dumbass." A tinny stereo sounding voice said.

"Well, sorr-ry!" A new voice drawled defensively. Kevin started thinking.

Them? Who could 'they' be? Perhaps there's still some Gears around and they're being held hostage or something.

Kevin then peeked around the corner to analyse the situation. There were two guards with their backs to him. They were standing still, just conversing. Kevin moved towards them swiftly. He peeled one guard's helmet off and whacked the other with it, knocking him over. The helmetless guard then spun around, brandishing a Lancer. Kevin then jabbed the guard directly in the eye with the barrel of his pistol. The guard went stumbling backwards, clutching his eyeball. Kevin then stomped on the guard on the floor's neck, breaking it instantly.

When the eye-clutching guard peeled his hand away from his face he became confused. He saw his friend was dead and Kevin was nowhere to be seen. He had escaped.

"Behind you." Kevin whispered, breaking the guard's neck.

I need to take it slow, this wound is too painful.

Kevin crouched down beside the guard he just killed. The guard was black clad in bullet proof armour. The armour was identical to the Gears' but it was an evil black and red. Kevin's eyes widened in shock.