The man of darkness started to move around,
"Amon, thank god," a familiar female voice sighed, the man groaned as he was finding out real quick that his whole body was so sore and restricted him from moving around so much.
"Where am I?" Amon not opening eyes just yet,
"You're in the hospital, the doctors didn't think you were going to make it," the female sounding relieved that he was awake, but the voice also sounded sad and tired. Slowly Amon opened his eyes, his vision was blurry, his closed his eyes again,
"My team," Amon still a bit out of it from the sedatives.
"They are here too, they were pretty banged up too but not as bad as you, actually we lost you a couple times," the woman explained,
Now I know who that is, its Dojima Amon thought to himself. Amon begin thinking that he didn't belong in the hospital, he wasn't dying anymore and he couldn't remember the last time that he was in the hospital lying flat on his back, it wasn't him at all, he had to get up, he had things to do, he tried pushing himself up from the bed but all he managed to do was lift his head.
"Whoa big guy, where are you going?" an unfamiliar voice coming in the door,
"I have things to do," Amon grunted,
"He's a hard one to keep down huh?" the unfamiliar voice talking to Dojima,
"He's always like this," Dojima sighed.
"Amon, this is your nurse, her name is Colleen," Dojima softly,
"Amon, you have been shot five times, you were dead when you arrived here, I suggest taking it easy," Colleen explained to him. Inside Amon was laughing,
Me, Amon, take it easy while people look after me, fat chance, hell, I haven't missed a day of work since, well since…never! Amon already getting cabin fever though he was in the hospital.
"I'm going to check on your stitches Amon," Colleen explained to him, Amon slowly opened his eyes again, he could make out a female nurse starting to untie his gown. Now he felt two little tubes going up into his nose and come around over his ears, it turned out to be a breathing tube to help him breath better. Slowly he turned his gaze to Dojima, she looked like shit, bags under her eyes and her eyes being blood shot, Amon felt the cotton mouth now as he opened his mouth,
"Dojima have Michael pick you up, go home, I'm fine, the rest will be fine too, go home, get some sleep," Amon mumbled. Dojima opened her mouth to speak,
"Go home!" Amon boomed hoarsely,
"Don't you wanna know who saved you?" Dojima asked as she got up,
Amon was quiet, Dojima walked to the door,
"Wait, there was someone, green eyes?" Amon trying to think.
"It was a young woman, she found you guys, and got you all to safety while the ambulance came," Dojima explained.
"Tell her to come," Amon sternly,
"I can't, no one knows who she is and she didn't give her name," Dojima explained.
Green eyes, she must be a witch, no human possesses green eyes like that Amon thought to himself,
"You are talking about that kid that came and sat with you last night, she was a little banged up, we tried to work on her wounds but she insisted she was fine, we never got her name either, but I can write down her description for you if you want to search for her," Colleen shrugged as she changed Amon bandages.
A witch saved us, I will in return let her be, an eye for an eye, a life for a life Amon thought hard about it.
"No, I will leave her be," Amon mumbled as the sedatives started to take back over his large body, he had no choice but to give into it.