Chapter 3

A Blur

A/N: Thank you zanejulien, NinjaMelissa, FireIce, and RapidstarJ for your awesome reviews! The next chapter will have more than one P.O.V. but after two ninja explain things, it will go back to Zane's.

I grimace as he drags me back to him, but I'm not in pain. I can't feel my leg anymore or my tongue, and I can't call for help. Kai knocks on the door, calling me again, "Zane, you in there?"

Make noise. Make noise so he can hear you! I grab the handle of the wheelchair, trying to topple it over, and the man pries my hand off it; then begins bending my fingers backward. Pain shoots up it and I kick him again.

He screams, letting me go and I shove the wheelchair over. It lands on me and partially on the tile with a crash as something wet touches my head. The stranger shoves the chair away, rolling me onto my back and grabs my chin forcefully.

The doorknob is being turned, but it's locked. Footsteps. "Anyone in there?" Kai calls, now banging on the door. The man shoves the vial against my lips, pouring nasty liquid on me, and I struggle. I cannot get away and he pries my mouth open, forcing the stuff down.

I suddenly am completely numb, except for a slight tingle on my back from the wound. I watch him as he draws out another syringe, filled with green liquid and he whispers, "Have a good sleep, ninja."

The door bursts open and I can faintly make out Kai's form hitting the attempted murderer's…face I think. I'm feeling a bit drowsy and there's red stuff all over the white tile, a slippery, sticky substance that's on me as well.

"Help! Get the police! There's someone injured here!" Kai calls out, holding the man's thick arms behind his back, and holding something silver. They're both covered in red too.

"Zane, you with me? Don't fall asleep; help's on the way, brother. Just stay with me, please!"

He keeps talking, I think, but the words keep fading in and out. I only hear snatches of it, yet I just…want to sleep. I can feel it coming quite potently, and my head starts swimming, the floor starts rocking back and forth like a ship, tossed on the waves.

"Zane, you there? Zane!"

"Move, sir. We need to get him," a nurse pushes Kai back a bit and two other people dressed in white roll a silver and white thing beside me.

I'm now on it, being moved through an eternity of white, white, white. It's all I see as I lie here, probably being brought to the emergency room by nurses. I can make out me now at a door, someone opening it, and me being transported inside another white room.

Other blurred figures are on more white and silver structures, and a figure comes up to me, holding something cylindrical with a thin, also silver object attached to it. The person jabs it into my arm, injecting it I suppose.

"Zane, can you hear me?" a distant voice calls my name.

"Zane! What happened to him?" a purple figure exclaims as two white figures shove green, purple, red, blue, and black shapes away from me.

I think they're my…family. Pixal, is that you? Help me, someone. I feel so trapped, unable to move or see correctly at all. Everything after that is a distant passing right now.

"Hey, gee man. Trouble bounds to happen around you, you know that?" Lloyd frowns, leaning back in his metal chair. I'm in the hospital room again, with everyone gathered around me, looking quite concerned, as well as alarmed.

"Did I…black out again?" I ask. I can feel everything and can speak now.

"No, don't you remember?" Kai says, his eyes widening a bit with an anxious edge to his voice.

"No, I know I saw this red stuff all over the floor, all over you, all over him, and all over me. All over…him," I muse, trying to clear my cloudy brain.

"Think. I dropped you off at the men's room. What happened after that?" Pixal asks.

I went to the men's room…I remember! "Oh, yes, I do. I tried to get up out of the wheelchair and I…fell. I caught something and pulled myself up…then this man came in the room…holding two white towels. He set them down on the shower door and took out a syringe. The rest is all a blur. I think he attacked me."

"Well, we need a better eyewitness," a man I hadn't noticed before closes his notebook and says, "Thank you for your cooperation."

He leaves the room and I ask, "Who was that?"

"Detective Walter." Jay answers.

"Kai, there's something I never asked you that I've always wanted to: what happened when you were in the hospital yourself and went missing?" I inquire out of a sudden desire to know.

"Yeah, you never said anything about that, dear," Melissa slips an arm around her husband.

Kai shifts in his seat uncomfortably.

Kai

Zane just asked me about something not too pleasant to recollect.

"Yeah, you never said anything about that, dear," my beautiful wife slips an arm around me.

I shift around in my chair, kind of uncomfortable that everyone here is now staring at me. Nice way to get attention, really! I think sarcastically, though not blaming Zane at all, just feeling frustrated is all. Well, not exactly. I'm actually sick at the thought of what happened, the way I…

"Kai, you okay?" Melissa asks.

"Uh…yeah, yeah. I'm fine," I respond and draw in a deep and nervous breath before saying, "Okay, I might as well tell you guys. You'd find out eventually anyway, so no more hiding from it."

Flashback

I open my eyes, finding myself slumped over a man's back, with heavy rain just pouring and pouring on me. I try to hold in a cough, but it comes out violently, blood dripping out from my mouth. The chill is in my bones soaking my entire weak body.

"Don't move, or you're dead." Whoever this guy is better back off, because after what happened to my brother, I'm not about to let this happen either. Zane may be defensive, but I'm offensive. I don't know if that's good or bad.

"Like I won't!" I retort, grabbing his short hair and slamming my head up into his.