Running, leaping, flipping through the air. She was a wolf in all her glory, seeking only one thing – the safety of her forest. The iron lady would suffer for this, that disgusting human. Ashitaka, the elk-boy, had stopped her once. But not again. No, this time she would kill her...
"Miss? Excuse me, miss? If you can hear me, squeeze my hand. Come on now, you can do it. I know you can. You're a tough one. Come on sweetheart..." A pleasant female voice greeted her ears. Debating if she wanted her to know she was awake, San hesitated before sqeezing. A general gasp greeted her ears and she struggled to open her eyes in momentary suprise. She hadn't known there were more people. No matter now, the deed was done. She couldn't handle more than one person right now though. Excited mutterings flitted about the room. A woman was sobbing hysterically somewhere, but the noise was muffled greatly. Scratching noises filled the room as the muttering grew gradually louder. Shushing quickly became the more prominent noise.
"Miss, you're doing great. Hang in there sweetie. Can you squeeze my hand again? Hard as you can, but don't hurt yourself. Yes, just like that...ow...OW okay sweetie that's good, that's really good!" A sort of breathless laugh came from her throat after San squeezed to the point of breakage.
"You're quite strong, do you know?" A smile spread across San's face. "Oh, you can control your facial muscles! Did you see that, boys? That's a huge improvement. Oh miss you're doing great." Well she's certainly easy to impress. I wonder if I can make her pee herself from excitement. Wonder what would happen if I spoke.
"My name is San, do you know?" San said with a laugh. Or she tried at least. No sound came out. The only thing that happened was the movement of her jaw, not even her lips reacted. Her brow furrowed and she tried again. Nothing. The room was silent. San struggled to open her eyes. Eventually the left one cracked and white light shone through. Looks of absolute shock were worn by a group of men in white coats that surrounded her. The woman who sat on her bed simply looked excited and happy.
"Now THAT is what I call progress. Sit tight sweetheart. You've been shot several times, and the other traumas to your body were quite badly healed. You're safe now though. Asano can't get you here."
Sleep became as welcome as an old friend.
AN: This has become a bit of a mindfuck so if you don't understand that's perfectly okay. It's my first fic and was kind of a warmup for something bigger. I'm still working on my writing style and the way that I phrase things. I know I'm not great, but I'm working on it. Got any tips for improvement?