Ok, so after this chapter and maybe the next I may not update for a while… but I have my reasons, such as I have only seen 4 episodes of season 2, and those would be 3, 4, 7, and 25, so I also have to finished season 2 also… And I'm going to start putting lines from songs or some random quotes at the beginning of chapters also!
"Oh, baby I have been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor.
You know I used to live alone before I knew you,
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch,
And love is not a victory march.
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah."
Hallelujah - Kate Voegele
Disclaimer: Again, I do not own Gundam 00… even though I would really, REALLY like to… and I also don't own the song Hallelujah
Chapter 2
Hundreds of Stories
That old song he had heard. It went "hallelujah," and he often found himself humming it to himself when he had been captured.
Hallelujah was gone, so what was he supposed to do now?
Allelujah took a shower and went to find some food. He finally realized how hungry he really was. He never had the luxury of anything besides vegetables and a thin slice of meat every day, so when Tieria handed him a cup of coffee, it was like drinking heaven.
"So how did you get captured?" Tieria asked.
Allelujah stopped drinking and sighed, he knew he would have to tell them eventually, but he didn't want to now. Well no, he couldn't tell them right now.
But luckily the door opened and Lockon Stratos walked in. Thank you Lockon—LOCKON?He jumped up, "What? But you're-?"
Lockon simply smiled, "Oh, sorry, I get that a lot."
"Allelujah, you haven't changed at all," Tieria said with a smile. "This is Lockon's brother."
"Oh…" Allelujah said. "I'll see you guys around."
Tieria and Lockon stared as Allelujah left the room.
"Did I—"
"Just give him some time," Tieria said. "It's a lot for him to take in after being gone for so long."
Lockon nodded.
I just hope it isn't too late for him to get over it, Tieria thought.
Allelujah collapsed on his bed, his damp hair falling in strands onto the pillow.
He reached up and felt the deep scar on his forehead.
"What am I going to do, Hallelujah?" he asked out loud.
His finger continued to move up and down the scar, his other covering his eyes. He didn't even remember if they were bruises, or if he was just tired.
After a few minutes of lying still, he fell asleep.
He woke up to bright lights. There were people talking around him, and an annoying beeping noise. His head hurt more than anything he had felt in a long time.
"Serious trauma to the head… major concussion… disruption to his quantum brainwaves." He heard bits and pieces, but none of it made sense to him.
Cold fingers started feeling around his head and something was removed. He opened his eyes slightly and saw a white, bloody cloth being lifted off of his head.
What happened? That woman was Marie, Hallelujah said something about leaving, but what?
He winced as fingers started poking around at something.
"How long until we can move him?" a man asked.
"Maybe another week or so," a woman replied. "We can't be sure quite yet, but after we do some tests we'll know for sure."
"Then hurry up and do these tests! It's been almost three days already and the HRL is getting impatient!"
"We must wait for him to wake up first," the woman argued. "He should wake up soon though, and I will tell you as soon as we are done."
The man left the room and the door slid shut behind him
"You can open your eyes now," the woman said. He wanted to wait her out, hoping that she was just hoping for him to wake up. But of course he was just hoping. "I know you're awake."
He opened his eyes as wide as they would go and he looked at her. He was hoping for someone who looked nice and was going to get him out of there, but instead she had a steely look in her eyes and she looked anything but pleasant.
"Good, you're up," she said. She undid several straps holding him down. He hadn't even noticed them, but they were probably so that he wouldn't try to run. Pft, like he could.
She helped him sit up and started flashing a light in his eyes. He wanted to yell at her to stop, but found he couldn't speak.
"You were hit pretty hard," she said. Again she started poking at his head. She pulled a mirror off of the table next to the bed and held it up for him.
To his horror there was a huge gash in his forehead. He tried to feel it, to see if it was real, but his hands were still held down.
"Calm down," she ordered. "You're fine here for now. You suffered from a very serioushead injury. You were pulled out of a mobile suit and brought here. As soon as you are able you will be moved to an HRL facility."
She rewrapped his head and lay him back down and redid the straps.
"We have some tests to do, but after that you can get some sleep."
And then it started. Several doctors came in and started poking at him. It hurt, but he was dealing with it.
A couple of hours later the nurse came back in and the doctors told her some thigns and then left.
"In about a week you'll be moved to an HRL facility. You will remain there and be asked questions. I just pray that you cooperate."
He gave her a questioning look so she continued, "We have had many people come here before they're taken there, and there are rumors about what they do to people. Do what they say, or you may end up right back here, or worse…"
She pulled out a syringe and pushed it a little, causing some form of liquid to squirt out. She walked over and held it to his arm. He wanted to shove her away, ask her what she was doing, but all the he could do was try to squirm away from her. Needles were not his favorite thing after the lab, so when she stabbed the needle into his arm he had to blink back tears as awful memories resurfaced.
Within another minute, though, he was knocked out.
He woke up sweating like crazy again. This was part of the reason that he didn't sleep much while he was captured. He had nightmares every time he closed his eyes.
This time though, Mrs. Sumeragi was leaning against the door looking disappointed.
"It's time we talk about what happened," she said, motioning for him to get up. "Let's go."
