Introduction
Well, the battle was over, the bad guys had won, this was the end. My back was wet and sticky from the blood seeping across the ground and staining my clothes. I gritted my teeth against the pain and struggled to my feet. Clutching my side I hobbled forward, not sure where I was headed, all I knew was that it had to be far from here. I felt my entire body waver and willed myself not to pass out. If I fell unconscious here, I'd never wake up again, I'd either bleed out or my enemies would come back and finish me off. I took another step and fell hard, my head hit the ground with a crack and I was knocked out.
When I woke I was no longer in the middle of the street but in a darkened room surrounded by beeping monitors and hooked up to most of them. "Where am I?" I muttered aloud, realizing that my mask and weapons had all been removed. Whoever had found me, had done well, but this just meant that I would have to be careful. I swore as I tried to sit up, the pain in my side felt like I'd been shot again, I struggled against the pain.
As I tried to sit up again a woman walked into the room, her heels clicking ominously. I got ready to fight through the pain. But the words that came out of her mouth surprised me. "So those supposed heroes got ahold of you too," she said, the anger in her voice was barely concealed. I was confused, the heroes hadn't done anything to me, in fact, they were my friends. But there was something else going on it was like she wanted me to know about the anger that was churning inside of her.
"Rest," she told me. "Trust me, that wound isn't going to heal any time soon."
"Who are you?" I gritted out.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you that until I know I can trust you," she said coldly, carefully keeping her back to me so I couldn't see her face.
"Trust me, we're going to make you all better," she said turning around, in her hand, she held a syringe full of a glowing blue liquid.
"What are you doing?" I muttered, feeling sleep take over my mind and body once again.
"Nothing you can't handle, trust me," she said in a cold tone, I felt a prick in my hand, and everything went black.
