Chapter Three.
Isaac woke to the sound of birds, Seagulls to be exact. He slowly opened his eyes but quickly closed him due to the change in light. He tried again and succeeded, his eyes now adjusting to all his new surroundings. He was inside a small room laying on a bed. There was a dresser next to the bed. On top of the dresser was some pain pills. He tried to grab the pills but was overwhelmed with a surge of pain in his side. Isaac tried to grab the pills again but instead rolled off the bed and landed with a heavy thud. After a few tries and some painful failures he managed to fully standup. He began to slowly move towards the door. Suddenly, he felt a sudden wave of dizziness and collapsed to the floor. The entire room was spinning in circles. Isaac tried to push himself up but his arms failed him. His vision was blurring, in a last ditch effort he rolls onto his back and stares at the ceiling before blacking out.
Isaac was in and out of conciseness. He saw Hannibal standing next to his bed looking at him with a cigar in his mouth. Hannibal had a concerned expression on his face. The image became distorted and now Isaac saw a hole in the ceiling. He saw one of the combine drop ships zoom by. He heard muffled screams and gunshots. The last thing he heard was the sound of a rocket going off.
Isaac finally woke up from his comatose. He was in a different room with people standing around. They were all so busy treating wounded rebels that they did not notice Isaac sit up. Isaac looked around trying to figure out what has happened. There were some holes in the walls and the ceiling. There were a lot of wounded rebels in beds groaning from their wounds. Medic did their best to ease their comrades suffering, but occasionally some would grab a blanket and cover the rebels bodies before carrying them outside. Isaac swallowed hard, one of those bodies could easily have been him. Suddenly a voice caught his attention.
"And the triumphant hero lives." Said a man. Isaac looked at the man, he had dark aburn hair that was cut short. He had a medic's uniform with a combine insignia sown on his right sleeve. Isaac began to speak.
"Who are you?" The man chuckled and said.
"Names Simon, you?"
"Isaac Locke." Replied Isaac. Suddenly someone walked over to the duo and whispered something into Simon's ear. Simon nodded and glanced at Isaac for a moment before telling the man something else. The man saluted and walked out of the building. Simon reached under the bed and pulled out a set of crutches.
"Comeon we have a funeral to attend." Simon said.
A/N: Ok Every chapter is about a page worth. I've decided to bring something back from half life 1 into this story stay tuned for the next chapter