The Awakening

AN: Right… so, in order to get some publicity I'm gonna post a few more chapters over the next few weeks, along with my Gravity Falls and other Fan stories. Gravity Falls will come first along with this, AT will be coming by March 16thor so… anyway, on with the story!

Alone…. So alone. It's so dark, I can't remember anything just flashes of what was before I…changed. I don't remember what happened on that hill clearly, just a mountain lion showing up… lying in that girl's arms, and then everything going black. And then the sun was on my face, the light of life giving me warmth that woke me up and suddenly I remembered who, no, what I was. And I was afraid of losing it; I am losing it right now. Flashes of who I was zooming by me, just giving me a glimpse and then and then it's lost for ever. I don't know if I will be able to remember later or not. Oh god, it hurts so bad, it's like lightening is flashing through out my body, leaving fire in its wake. God I hope it ends soon…..

Ann 1st person

This is not the Michael who came to encampment with us anymore, just before this boy passed out he said that he was Michael, and before he died and changed he said that he might not be him anymore. No, more accurately he said that he might still know who I am, but not with the face he had before he changed.

We're now back at the barracks, well, it's more like dorms. He's in a bed next to the window, its dark out now, I'm sitting in a chair next to him. When the others finally got to the top of the hill, he was already passed out and I was already seeing if he was still alive. The Major drove him and me, because I was explaining what happened (leaving out the supernatural changing part of course) and because I got attacked by the cougar too, but I was surprised to hear that they actually recognized him as the old Michael Dawnson. Not commenting on his change of face.

Its weird. He looks completely different, but still in my gut I feel like he's the same Michael. He looks different, so so different. Before he was a Mexican kid with a longish nose, black curly hair, an acne problem and glasses, now though…. He grew in size, about 5"9, fair skin with freckles splashed across his nose , and some very messy black hair. If it wasn't for the freckles and lack of glasses I'd say that he would look like Harry Potter. And before he passed out I got a glimpse of his eyes, a dark brown color that looks black at times. Empty.

And now he's… I don't know what, a coma? He's not waking up, and when the medical officer opened one of his lids and shone a flashlight into it, his irises was just as responsive as the rest of him. In short, like a coma patient. He's breathing normally, he has color in his cheeks, but if he keeps up like this we might have to take him to a hospital…. Funny though, the Major didn't even call his parents yet. And something, the same something that told me that he's the same Michael is telling me that a hospital is just a waste of time. I just hope that he wakes up soon, he has a lot of explaining to do.

Imagine a raging storm happening it the darkness. It's dark, but lights from nowhere makes the fog of the storm you are in look like gray ripples at the times, and lightening flashes everywhere. That's what it feels like when I start to wake up from the darkness.

The first thing that went through my mind was, Michael Dawnson is dead. My second though was, So who am I now? Then I opened my eyes and saw the girl. She was tall… ish. Had fair skin, slight tannish completion, freckles, dirty blond hair, and hazel colored eyes. She's the girl I died on, I thought. And then she spoke.

"Michael! Oh, Michael, you're awake, good! I thought you were never gonna wake up!"

I tried to form some words but I seemed to be having trouble forming words. I was stuttering and spluttering, I know how to talk, but my brain doesn't know how to form the words, yet. Come on, come on! Just say the words!

"Are you ok? What are you trying to say?"

"M-m-m- Michael Dawn-n-son…"

"Uh, what about you?"

"T-t-t-"

"Ok?"

"The Michael Dawnson you knew-"

"Your starting to scare me."

"The Michael Dawnson you knew… is dead." And then the lightning that left traces of fire in me faired up suddenly. And I kind of burped up some fiery energy and then my vision faded as the fire went out.

Ann 1st person

Ok, that was scary. The tone of his voice was that unlike a man who is about to die. And that fire he coughed up, it's the same as when he changed. I need to get some air. I get up and turn to the door, and rush out before I could scream or pass out.

3rd person point of view

Unknown to anyone who even was watching a watch suddenly appeared on the bed side table next to Michael. Only it wasn't a watch. It was a leather strap that is connected to a small metal rectangle with a keypad, 6 other square buttons, and a dome with purple electricity in it.*

It arrived when a small time vortex appeared and then materialized into existence with a small pop. It hovered for a few moments and then fell as gravity took over as the vortex disappeared.

Still unconscious, Michael let out another fiery breath.

6:30 PM the next day. Ann 1st person

The Major is gonna take him to the hospital. And the crazy thing is, he doesn't even remember Michael at all! One second he was gonna call his parents, the next he was calling 911 because Michael had no records on file. The ambulance will be here shortly, so I'm talking to him now to get him to wake up. I know it sounds stupid, but I heard that if you talk to a comatose person they might wake up.

"Come on Michael, their gonna take you away, if you're gonna wake up, now's the time." All I got from him was some fluttering eyelids, but he didn't wake up. "What happened to you? You look so different now than before. But somehow I feel that you are completely the same. So why did you change. Is this what you meant by saying that the void is coming closer? That you will lose everything?" Still nothing. Just a moan, and a snort. He really is out. "Heh, heh, so many questions, and only you can answer them. I just hope I don't overload you when you wake up. Please, please wake up. I don't know what's gonna happen to you when they take you away from here."

All of a sudden there's a boom and the building shakes. "FIRE!" I hear someone shout. Oh no, not now. Before I could think, I tear out of the room just as another boom rocks the building.

3rd person

The building shook so bad some of the window panes shattered, and Michael got knocked out of bed. When he hit the floor he bonked his head pretty hard. In that one bump jump started his brain, the synapses shot to over drive for a second, all of his brain powered revved up, and every nerve and fiber in his body woke up. And the former Michael Dawson opened his eyes.

The fiery energy shone in his eyes then faded. He got up walked to the bedside table and picked up the leather strap with the technology on it.

And he spoke, "You couldn't just let me die, could you." Then he tied the leather strap to his left wrist, punched in some buttons and left the room.

Smoke starting to billow up from the floor boards.

Ann 1st person

Someone was smoking in the laundry room. They heard someone and threw the cigarette in a hamper. Well, the hamper caught fire and then spread to some chemical bottles. Why someone would put highly flammable chemicals next to where we clean out cloths is beyond me. Well some of them shot off like rockets and ricochet throughout the entire building. Some people were opening doors at the right moment, and… it exploded into a freaking cluster fuck in all the wrong places. The entire building had fire, and it was spreading like wild fire.

"Sac High, over here!" I was yelling from the bottom of the stairs. One of the only places in the entire building that wasn't like a furnace. How many people made it out? No, can't think about that now. First I need to get my people out, then the other schools. It's starting to get really hot, and hard to breath. The fire is spreading. It'll be at this part of the building-

Boom!

Uh, now. The door next to me just exploded.

"Oh come on" Everyone is starting to rush out now past me now, while a trail of flame is moving past me. "Uh, a little help here!" I shout at them.

One of them turned around. A kid named Nathan. Oh great, not this annoying- "Ann! We didn't see you their, hold on I'll go get help!"

"No wait! There's a fire extinguisher… right their." He's gone. And knowing Nathan, he's gonna run all the way to the officers quarters…. Way across the base… in the middle of a meeting no less! The guards won't let him-

"Michael!?" He just dropped from the stairs landing.

"Yep" he said. "Now, I'm gonna ask you to trust me. What you saw today-

"Yesterday" I corrected him.

"What? It's been a day? How long was I out!?"

"Roughly 24 hours."

"Damn it, right when I thought I got this regeneration thing down, ok, so back to the trust thing."

"This place is burning to the ground! Are you gonna get me out of here or not?"

"I need you to say that you trust me first. I'm gonna do something that might scare you."

"What do you-"

"Please, this place is burning. I could just leave you and let my little secret burn with you. They'll assume that I perished too."

"Are you insane?! You're actually willing to leave me here to burn alive? Just to save your little… whatever you just did to your self?"

"Regeneration, and yes. I am willing to kill you just to make sure people don't know that I exist. It is very important that they don't know what I am." He said all this with a strait face, it's actually kind of scary. And I am just saying that because the smoke is burning my lungs and eyes, and the heat is getting unbearable. "You know I could just leap over these flames and get to the door. I don't mind a bit of 3rd degree burn-" The ceiling just then exploded above the door, burying it under rubble.

"Oh, yah, I forgot to mention that an unexploded bottle of whatever was in those bottles on the landing just above the door. So, it's this or nothing. Sorry." He shrugged.

"Err, fine, I promise to not say anything about your changing!"

He just looked at me. A few beams fell behind him, and then he finally said, "All right."

Then he walked through the fire on the ground right to me. "How did you…"

"I'm about to take you somewhere. Somewhere important and I need you to not freak out." Then he grabbed my waist and brought me closer to him and started to fiddle with a contraption on his wrist.*

"What are you-"

"Hold on tight and keep your eyes closed. Put your hand on my wrist." I did what he said. "Now close your eyes."

He pushed a button and we collapsed in on our selves and disappeared, leaving a raging fire in our wake.

End chapter 2

* The vortex manipulator!