War On Peace

Chapter 6

I wake up, my body feels weird. I don't recognize the room I am in. Am I dead? I take a look around, fuck these white walls, they are so bright, they hurt my eyes. I must be dead, only heaven could be this bright.

"You're awake!" The voice is loud; it makes my ears hurt. I turn my head in the direction of the voice.

"How many?"

"I'm sorry what was that?" the woman comes closer.

"How many survived?"

"Look for yourself. Your squad is in here too." The woman says, then she goes to the window and pulls the blinds shut and dims the lights.

There are only three others with me, the other six beds are empty. Oh god, I want to panic, who, who did we lose. I feel the tears escape, I don't want to know who.

After a few minutes, I sit up and take a better look. Zero, Jo, and Jasper.... Max is the only one, I felt angry internally. He knew he couldn't make it, I did everything I could to make sure he would. I did everything. I start to shake, my body seems uncontrollable. I could feel pain in every inch of this body. It hurt, but losing a family member, losing Max, that hurt worse.

"Congratulations, you survived." Ezekiel interrupts. "Sorry for your losses." He looks at the six empty beds. "I wish we could have told you, we knew they wouldn't..."

"You knew and you still let them die." I yell. I feel the rage consume my body. "You are a monster."

"Sadly, even if I wanted to stop it I couldn't." He shows no real signs of empathy. "Once you start taking the pills, it was too late." I don't care, the anger is in control, I could kill him right here, right now. "If it helps, I will let you put their names on the wall." I want to spit at him, but I don't. I fight myself into submission, I need to remain calm. Even if I tried to do anything there's no saying I would win, I'm not used to this body. "Sam, once your more able to control your body, you owe me your end of our bargain."

I completely forgot that I had made that deal. "I want the details here and now." I got to my feet, I grab the bed till I gain my balance. I feel lighter on my feet, I like it. I step forward towards him. "Now," I demand.

"Impressive. Does anything hurt?"

"What you think?" I hiss. "Tell me what I have to do."

"I want you to kill someone." My eyes go huge. "I want you to kill the person who beat you." So, he wants me to get revenge, something inside me liked the sound of that. I will make it slow, I'll take my time and ensure he feels the pain he made me feel.

"It would be my pleasure," I say, a wicked grin forms on my face.

When Ezekiel leaves, I sit back down. I hold up my hands and clench and unclench them. I think I could get used to this. I can hear the nurse walking back to the room... 3, 2, 1. She walks into the room carrying a plate.

"Take this." She hands me a little blue pill. "It will help with the pain." I swallow it, then get up and look out the window, it's still super bright, but it doesn't hurt my eyes anymore. We are on the third floor.

"I want to start training immediately." I inform the nurse. "I don't care if I'm not supposed to, I want to."

"I will make arrangements," She says shyly.

I couldn't allow myself to mourn the deaths of my teammates. I need to be ready to kick the blood wolves asses so I can be done with this place and these people.

I start walking around the room to get used to my weight. I walk around in circles and then I go to each of my teammate's bedsides. I want them to wake up, it's lonely being the only one awake. After an hour passes, Jo is the first to wake up. I go sit by her.