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-nightingale-

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The first thing I noticed was the warmth surrounding me. But, that was odd. I didn't remember being this warm since before training started, when we had the privilege of comforters.

The first thing I felt was the sheets under my palms, stretched around my middle and down my legs. The weight of sleep heavily on my limbs.

My first mistake was opening my eyes. Unfamiliar things in such an unfamiliar room. And this certainly was not my bed.

I groaned a bit as I sat up, as I finally registered the pounding in my head. It was odd that I was alone, my cabin hosted more than enough soldiers to feel over crowded. And the silence was most unnerving.

There was always sound. Either our commanders arguing, soldiers sneaking out past curfew, or gun shots ringing outside. Yes, this was most unnerving.

My whole body protested every little movement I made. Making a fast get away from- wherever the hell I was- all the more difficult.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I nearly lost it there. A woman wearing the most absurd clothing I've ever seen, said from the doorway. Her brown hair was clipped below her ears, framing her heart shaped face. She wore a one piece suit that covered her neck to toe. All in all, absurd.

My body only complied as she lowered me back into the bed. I kept quiet for the time being, better I let her talk than risk letting out vital information. "You wouldn't want to rip the IVs out. That'll be a pain I assure."

It was then I noticed the tube connected to my wrist. It took all of my effort not the pull the alien thing away and out of my skin. My confusion must have shown on my face, and the woman offered what I assumed to be a comforting smile.

"You stay put for a bit and I'll get the others," others? I thought. "They'll want to know you're awake- oh this is just amazing- just - just hold on for a bit, okay sweetheart?"

I was bit confused about her sudden attitude flip. But otherwise nodded as she nearly ran out the door. I was only left alone for a few moments before two older men entered the small room. Once again I felt incredibly small compared to these men. A feeling I was used to.

"This is incredible." Spoke one man. I assumed he was the oldest going by his whitened hair. "Simply remarkable. How long did you say he was under, Jack?"

The man in a similar suit to the women's piped up. "A little under a century. I have to say, the facility really stepped up their game this time." The big man turned to me, I had the urge to sink back into the bed.

"We've been ignoring you a little, huh?" He said apologetically, which confused me. "Lets start off simple. How are you feeling?"

How was I feeling? Were they expecting me to answer without any answers on my part? I stuck to a safest route and shrugged my shoulders. The biggest man, Jack, just nodded and stepped back to the other.

"Not a very talkative one, hey Vladdie?" Vlad ignored Jack as he set his gaze on me. His analyzing grey eyes scanning mine, and I couldn't find my self to look away.

"Daniel was it," he said. I nodded a bit hesitantly. Not only had I woken up in a completely strange place but with even stranger people who seemed to know a lot more about me than I liked.

"Mmm. Seems like you've taken your time waking up. In fact, you've been out for quite a while, boy. It's only natural for you to be curious of who we are and where you are, correct?"

Jack took a step closer to the bed. "What Vladdie here is trying to say, Daniel, is that we're your friends here, alright. You can ask questions, as he said, it's only natural."

I couldn't help but notice the man's nervous tone, mixed in with a lot of excitement. An odd combination.

They said I could ask any question I had, but there was a problem with that. I didn't know where to start.

"Who… Where am I?"

"Why! Only the Fenton household, a place I'm sure people dream of visiting." Jack bragged.

"Why am I here?" The men hesitated, neither sure how to explain something so foreign to the teen.

It was in that moment that the door opened and the woman reappeared. She held a glass in her hand and a weary smile. "Sorry for interrupting, I thought he would like something to drink."

Vlad smiled. "It is no problem Madeline."

She walked over and placed the cup on the bed side table. I thought better than to accept anything yet, least there be something poison in the liquid.

The woman, Madeline, made her exit. Promising to check back up on them in a few moments.

I took this moment of silence to look around the room. The walls were painted a light blue, with a soft carpeted floor. The furniture was an odd combination of wooden dressers and plastic chairs. Odd lamps and books stacked on randoms surfaces. A picture frame hung on the opposite wall showing a small family of three.

A wave of nostalgia ran through my body as I remembered my family, left behind as I was shipped off overseas.

"Where is my family?" The two men looked a bit shocked at my question, and...saddened? I was not getting a good feeling from this.

"Well, Daniel…" Jack trailed off.

"What happened to them? What happened to me?" I was getting panicked at this point, their guilty eyes burrowing into mine.

"What happened?!" I shouted, dread creeping into my skin.

Vlad was the one who spoke up first. "Daniel, something happened a long, long time ago. Something that's going to be hard to understand."

I looked over to Jack expectantly, not liking the way he avoided my gaze. "Please," I whispered.

"I-I'm so sorry Daniel, I just. It was something I never meant to cause, it was a chain reaction."

He took a breath and looked me in the eyes. "Their dead. And you should technically be too..."

*Aaaaaaand, scene! Well, there you guys go. I'll have the next chappie up soon, bbys.

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