A hospital…
Why am I in a hospital? I've never been sick… At least I think I've never been sick.
The hallway is long, its walls white, nothing special at all. A room… 243… Why am I stopping here? What's in this room?
Dread… That's the one emotion going through my mind… I'm dreading what's inside… The beeping of the heart monitor and the respirator are immediately noticeable…
How do I even know which sound is which? I've never even seen those machines let alone heard them… Right?
A woman with brown hair is lying in the hospital bed… Bandages cover her body, an arm and a leg are in casts, and a white patch covers the right side of her face… She's already lost her eye… I reach out and take her hand in mine. She squeezes my hand and turns her head in my direction. She smiles at me before turning and grimacing in pain. A tear runs down her cheek. I stand and wipe away the tear.
Who did this to her?
I know who did this… Rage… Rage replaces the dread… I leave to seek my own justice… The Law be damned.
They scream out in pain as they die… Blood covers everything and everyone… The walls were white now red blood runs down them to join the pools on the floor. It drips from my hands and I stalk the hallways.
I'm killing? I don't kill.
They deserve it… The last thing they feel, the last thing they will see will be my claws.
Another one turns around the corner… His eyes widen with free as he sees me… I don't care. They're all dead. Every single one of them signed their death warrant when they hurt her… The ki encased hand descend on him… His eyes follow it… Fear evident in them… He knows there is no escape… He knows he had died the moment I saw him.
My scream pierces the night as I force myself awake. ("What was that?") I ask myself. ("That was no dream. It was more like a memory.") I raise my hands in front of my face and stare at them almost expecting the blood to still be there. "Did I do that?"
A smack to the back of the head ends my thoughts. A sigh is stuck in my face 'Quiet boy! I'm sleeping!' it reads.
"Baka Oyagi."