AN: Sorry another boring chapter. Chapter three shall be a bit more exciting.
The first smell that entered her nose was the scent of disinfectant. Peyton slowly opened her heavy eyelids. They were greeted with a white, squeaky clean room. A hospital room perhaps? Her head was pounding and a wave of exhaustion washed over her. "Fuck.. what happened..." she mumbled in a gravelly voice. Peyton felt an intense pain in her right arm... no there was no right arm. This was troubling. As her brain began to process this, panic began to show its face. She was missing an arm! It hurt a lot too. The only reason she wasn't screaming in pain was because she felt almost numb. Peyton figured she had been given drugs. "Hey... is someone here..?" She called out as best as she could, hoping to find out what had happened to her limb.
A dainty nurse walked in upon hearing her calls. The nurse smiled with her pearly white and straight teeth. "I see you are awake Ms. Elric. How are you feeling?" The nurse walked over and checked a few machines to see if everything was in tip top shape. "That's... not my name.. and I feel like complete shit... what happened to me, where's my arm?" Peyton asked in a pitiful and weak voice. Peyton was honestly pathetic at the moment.
"Oh my, you don't remember do you Ms. Elric? Well you got in quite the nasty accident. Luckily some gentlemen were there to save you just in the nick of time. And don't worry, you'll be fitted with a prosthetic soon enough."
"What, why are you calling me Ms. Elric? That's not my last name..." Peyton was getting rather confused now. Had she been mistaken for someone else? "Oh dear, I'll call in the doctor to check up on you."
Suddenly, a group of men walked into the room. They adorned odd blue uniforms with badges and stars on different places. One man who seemed to be leading the group walked over to her bedside, looming over her in an almost intimidating manner. "Ms. Elric. We're here to bring you back home." As he said Elric, he stressed it as if he wanted her to play along. Peyton raised her eyebrow at him slightly as the nurse began pulling different cords off of her. There were a couple things she liked to say to him, and none of them were very polite. But Peyton bit her tongue, feeling anxious in the presence of these unknown newcomers.
After finishing the task of completely disconnecting her from all the machines, the nurse smiled again and helped her up. She handed one of the men a tube of ointment. "Make sure she puts that on every couple of hours for a few weeks to prevent infection." Then she gave that sickly sweet smile and walked out. Now, it was just Peyton and the men in the blue suits. Peyton was leaning on the railing of the hospital bed as she looked at them. "Uh... hi?" She said quietly.
"Let's go kid." The man held a grimace as he grabbed her shoulder and started practically dragging her out of the room. She stumbled and almost fell if not for his strong grip holding her up. They were stopped in the hallway by a doctor telling them it was a requirment for patients to leave in a wheelchair. So Peyton was plopped into a wheelchair and wheeled out of the hospital. Peyton had so many questions and complaints to shout at the rather rude men. But again, she held her tongue. Saying anything to these strange and mean looking people would require her to muster up a great deal of courage. And well, Peyton was still a little out of it.
The next thing she knew, she was being set inside a sleek black car and the driver drove off. "H-huh? What?" She said quietly as she looked around. The inside was pretty nice, the upholestry on the seat was definitely expensive looking. "T-there must be some mistake..." She tried to get the driver's attention but he was too focused on the road. She mumbled more questions and worries but none were answered or heard. As they continued driving on, she noticed a large airport in the clearing. Where exactly was she being taken? After they pulled up to it, Peyton saw that on big letters on the building were the words "East City Airlines" Was that some sort of city she'd never heard of? Possibly. Where in the world was she though? Was she even in South Dakota anymore?
After the driver parked the car, Peyton was once again pulled out and dragged inside. But oddly, instead of going through the horrendously long process of airport security and such, she was pulled onto a plane right away and plopped down onto a seat. The plane was smaller than most commercial planes and there weren't many people. But everything was fancy and expensive looking. Perhaps a private jet of some sort? Peyton didn't know. There were a few other people on the plane. More men in blue uniforms mostly. But there was also a particularly odd looking girl, sitting in her seat with her feet reclined on another seat and texting.
Peyton sighed and turned her head to stare out the small window. People were scatterted about and rushing to prepare the plane for lift off. Peyton buried herself deeper into her seat and looked down at the empty sleeve that should have housed her arm. Suddenly, she felt the weight shift in the next seat. She glanced over and saw that the strange girl with light blonde hair done up in pigtails was staring right at her. Peyton scooted a bit away from her. "Hiya! So who's your dad?" The overly peppy girl asked.
"Erm... what?" Peyton couldn't even think of how to reply to that. "Who's your dad? He has to be important for you to get on this plane~! Or, wait! Are you important?" The girl was now leaning at an uncomfortable distance to Peyton's face now. Peyton was pretty tired of this bullshit that was happening. She reached up a hesitant hand, and gently pushed her face back a little.
"C-could you uh, please back up a little bit? I'm uh, not feeling the greatest right now.." Peyton explained as she nervously fiddled with the end of her shirt. The girl just leaned a little closer again. "My dad is a general, so that's why I get to ride in here. Oh and also my name is Kali! What's yours?"
Before Kali could squeeze any answers out of Peyton, another man wearing a blue uniform walked over. "Ms. Nordbye, please refrain from disturbing Ms. Elric." A confused look came upon her face as she looked at Peyton for a few seconds. Then realization hit and she flailed a little. "Elric!?" Kali got very close again. "Tell me everything you know," She said in a hushed voice. "What the.." Peyton mumbled and pushed her away again. Kali was literally torn from the seat by the man and forced to sit on the opposite side of the plane. That didn't stop Kali from staring at her the entire time. Peyton just kept her eyes glued to the window and tried not to look. Eventually boredom caused her to become tired and she was lulled into a deep sleep.