2 months later:
After Quentin had that ghost-like creature enter his body, he collapsed and went into a coma for 2 months. A lot has happened in that time, the city has been under construction after the attack of the doominoids. Their leader, Lord Doomer was destroyed by the 4 heroes, leaving his minions either destroyed or fleeing back to whatever planet they came from. As for what became of the heroes, News reports stated that the heroes turned themselves in shortly after the battle with the doominoids, but their current location is currently unknown. One of the heroes, Solarus, had tragically died during the battle, but his friends promised to remember the sacrifice he made to help the citizens of Montreal.
There have even been reports of a dangerous robot running a muck, but most of those reports have been unconfirmed. Once again will get to him later.
As for Quentin, he had finally woken up from his coma but not without feeling a bit of pain in his head. "Uhhhhh...What in Stan Lee's name happened?" He said while trying to keep his eyes open.
"How did I get here?" he thought out loud as he noticed himself in a bedroom.
"Hey, this looks like the bedroom I slept in whenever I spent a weekend overnight at my Uncle Forrest's and Aunt Tara's" he thought to himself. He then noticed a black and purple watch on his right wrist. "What is this thing?"
Quentin, still confused by his surroundings, noticed a TV in front of him with the news on. The News anchor had very short hair, and a dark blue suit and tie. "Our story of the evening is 'The Heroes Vs. Aliens: Where are they now?', it has now been 2 months since the city of Montreal was Invaded by an evil alien named Lord Doomer, along with his army of minions known as the doominoids."
Quentin was in shock, the last thing he remembered was the day of the doominoid attack. "The doominoids are gone?" he asked followed by a sigh of relief.
"But wait, how long ago did he say it was? And did he just say one of the heroes died?" he then realized as he tried to process what he heard.
"You really need to pay attention" said a familiar voice.
Quentin turned his head and was surprised to see a familiar face.
It was a man in his early 40s, he had a beard and glasses, and wore a hot dog eating contest shirt.
"Uncle Forrest!?" Quentin asked with a confused but happy look on his face.
Forrest Agro was the younger brother of Quentin's father, the late Dr. Clayton Argo. Years ago, he was selected to be the Godfather.
"Heya Quenty, glad to see ya finaly awake." he said as he came over and sat next to his nephew.
"Okay 2 things Uncle Forrest" Quentin said in annoyed tone, "1, I thought I told you to stop calling me that. I'm not 7 anymore."
"And 2, What am I doing here?" His tone changed from annoyed back to confused.
"Well I don't know how to tell you this Quentin, but you were in a coma." he nervously explained.
"A coma?! For how long!?" he responded with concern.
Forest pointed to the TV "Weren't you paying attention to the news? You were out cold for a whole 2 months!"
"2 MONTHS!?" Quentin gasped in fear. "But how did I get here?"
Forrest got up to tell the whole story, "Police officers found you unconscious near the-" *points to himself* "forest."
He saw his nephew had a face that just screamed 'not amused'.
"He he, as I was saying, I got a call from the hospital about what happened to your parents, and the state you were in," he said. "so I rushed over as soon as I and your Aunt Tara could to take you home."
"Actually Quentin, they never told me how or why this happened. Do you remember?" he asked.
Quentin was starting to think about that creature and tried to come up with a lie, until the news anchor on the TV said:
"Coming up next, our top ongoing story: People around town have been reporting the sight of a strange meteorite on the day of the doominoid invasion."
Footage of the meteor crash landing in the forest is shown on the TV, with Quentin fearfully thinking "OH NO NO NO NO NO!" He quickly grabs the remote and turns the TV off.
"Oh I..I do remember why was there...I...um..." Quentin was trying not to mention his contact with the ghost creature. "I was in there because I feeling broken and depressed, I practically watched my parents die right in front me." He started getting misty eyed. "I didn't know what to do or where to go."
Forrest gave his nephew a light hug. "Everything is gonna be alright, Quentin." he said in calm voice. "You do have somewhere to go... you're gonna be living with me and your Aunt from now on."
Quentin raised an eyebrow and asked, "Actually, now that you mention it, where is Aunt Tara?"
His Uncle responded, "She's out getting supplies for you, she and I wanted to make it feel more like home."
"Well thats nice but what am I supposed to do now?" Quentin asked. "I mean, everything I had back home was destroyed in the attack."
"We were gonna surprise you but I guess I should mention that we are trying to list of all of the inheritance your parents left behind, plus we have something big to show you." Forrest explained, "And your Aunt wants you to apply for high school. She says homeschooling is not good for your social life." he continued as left the room.
Quentin tucked himself back into the bed and said, "Thanks for the assistance Uncle Forre-" It was at this moment he realized what he said.
"-est HIGH SCHOOL!?" he said with wide eyes and a scared look on his face.
Forrest opened the door again and told Quentin "Oh by the way, the doctors told me to tell you to urinate in that cup over there as soon as you wake up from your coma" he said while ignoring the scared look on his nephew's face. "Be sure to do that by the time they and your aunt get home." he closes the door again.
Quentin: *gulp*
"Something tells me my life just took a turn for the worst," Quentin said, "but I should give this place a chance. After all, I haven't been here in ages."
He went back to sleep, knowing that he was still in a weak state.
