Mouseygirl: Well, when we last left the young hedgehog Silver, he had survived a car crash into a wall, and woken up in a strange room. Before blacking out again, Silver had caught sight of a group of mysterious, hooded figures.
Let's see what happens to young Silver now...
"Blaze? Uhhhg... Where am I?"
Silver lifted his head at the sound of two male voices arguing, but was promptly pushed back down my a black-gloved hand. Keeping his head on the pillow, he turned to one side, getting a view of the room he was in. It looked a bit like the time Tails had moved his lab into Cryptic Castle...
"Hello? 'Scuse me? Person? Hey! I'm talking, can you hear me?" Silver was speaking to the only other living thing in the room. A strange man in a black cloak was working at one of the tables.
Currently, Silver was cold. Sure, he was under the blankets, but it was COLD in here. He curled up into a ball under his covers, trying to conserve his body heat and disappear, maybe wake up, and find that Reala was just being mean again...
The strange man was walking towards Silver with a needle in hand. If there was one thing that could cause Silver to flip out COMPLETELY, it was getting a shot.
"NONONONONONONO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! GO AWAY I WANT BLAZE WHERE IS SHE I WANNA GO HOME WHERE'S MY HOUSE WHO ARE YOU WHY ARE YOU KEEPING ME HERE! I'M COLD AN' MY LEG HURRRTS!"
The small hedgehog was crying now. Hard. He tried to jump up, to escape the creepy man who wanted to give him a shot. He hit the floor running, but only got a couple steps before his right leg gave out and he fell to the hard stone floor. Silver then looked at his leg, which had ached before, but now had a constant stabbing pain. It was pretty gross-looking, with part of the bone sticking out of the sea of blood-stained pale gray fur.
Needless to say, Silver started crying again. He felt himself being lifted up, not noticing that whoever was doing the lifting seemed to want to be careful with his broken leg. The young hedgehog felt a small poke in his arm, and the pain from his leg disappeared in about five seconds. He sniffled softly and opened his eyes.
The strange man was now putting Silver's leg in a splint of some sort, putting bandages where the now-set bone had pierced the skin. Silver rubbed his eyes and watched with interest. He'd never seen a bone get splinted before... Mostly people who broke bones (in his experience) died a few weeks later. The strange man looked up at the now passive young hedgehog.
"So I take it you're done being difficult?"
Silver looked up with a jolt, remembering where he was. He nodded his head slowly, looking up at the strange human in front of him gratefully.
"Yeah... I'm sorry if I happened to hurt you before... I was jus' scared. Cuz I kinda woke up in a place where I dunno where I am, and most people I know who break their leg died..."
Silver slid off of the bed -platform hybrid and started limping along the edge, testing his now-painless leg. Then he let go of the side, and was limping around the room. He looked up at his savior, grinning, his golden eyes sparkling.
"I'm Silver the Hedgehog! Who're you?"
