THE NEW AGE
A/N: first fic in almost a Year. Please be kind and leave me a review.
"Years, it seemed, had passed, but they would always remain."
PART I. CHAPTER I: The Awakening
His eyes felt heavy, and it was inevitable that he would struggle to open them. His senses were dulled by some form of painkiller; he could feel the drug coursing through his veins. Someone, or something, cared enough, or was curious enough, to resurrect him. One of his seventy-two? Probably not. Crew or not, his "family" was sure to be almost frightened. Nobody would have come back for him... Unless it was HER. He was overcome with the desire to open his eyes, wise idea or not, simply to discover who had healed him.
He forced open his eyes, which were a piercing shade of ice blue. To his right, he head a small gasp; turning his head, he was greeted with a familiar sight. A small seemingly human (though he knew better), female, with long, wild orange hair the color of carrots, bright green eyes like spring grass, and a smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks.
And then the pain started. It was a dull sort of throbbing in his torso.
"Bullets." The red-head said softly, "I've got to knock you out to remove them."
He eyed her speculatively for a moment.
"I'd rather you didn't."
She smirked, despite her concern.
"Your funeral, Captain." She muttered, and reached for a scalpel.
A/N: please review! Next chapter will be up ASAP :3
