Chapter 21
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE GOD EATER FRANCHISE HOWEVER I DO OWN MY OC.
Name: Cedrick Esparza
Gender: Male
Hairstyle: Style 7 (Dark Brown)
God Arc: Ice Drill (Short Blade), Apega Blaze (Sniper Rifle), Kurogane Tower (Shield)
Blood Art: Blood Cascade II
A few hours have passed since I was told of my eye's fate. I had agreed to the operation, of course. If I was able to save the vision in my right eye by removing the other then I would be able to continue working as a God Eater. Continue being able to protect my friends. I wouldn't be able to do that if I was blind. In fact, they would be the ones to protect me but as the Vice Captain, I have a duty to protect my team mates. Speaking of which, they have since left the room to undergo a mission regarding the satellite bases. I am quite thankful that Satsuki informed them of this mission as it means they won't need to stick around for my operation and, hopefully, it won't take long...
As the Doctor sets up the equipment I begin to have second thoughts about this whole procedure. After all, I will be missing an eye. It won't be too pleasant to look at either. Maybe I should take a page out of Gina's book and cover it with an eye patch. Yeah, that should work. Nobody will need to see my eye then. I stare at the ceiling as I wait for the doctor to prepare. I was told that Sakaki could not do the operation as he had a lot of other important things to do. So, he told me that a different doctor will be executing the operation.
"It shouldn't be too much longer." The doctor speaks in a cheerful tone that I have come accustom to since she has been here. She must be either really confident or she is trying to mask something. Maybe she is inexperienced? Nah, that couldn't possibly be it. She sounds as though she has done this sort of operation before and she seems able to set up the equipment properly.
"I wouldn't worry about it, Cedrick." I turn to the other side as her temporary assistant, Kanon, speaks up. Apparently, this operation needs at least two people to be present and the other staff are nowhere to be found. So Kanon is her temporary assistant. I feel at ease that somebody that I know is here with me. Even though her job is not to play the comforting role. "I mean, Ms. Caldwell is fully trained to be a doctor." Kanon informs me with a relaxing smile. Speaking of the Doctor, I take in her features as she equips me with a gas mask which is hooked up to the anaesthesia. She isn't the best looking woman in the world, what with an unsymmetrical face and weird rainbow-coloured hair, but she looks as though she is kind.
"Of course I am. They'd never let me become a Doctor otherwise." I see the Doctor's hand turn the handle to the anaesthesia and I can feel my breathing becoming slower and calmer. Until,
"Even if this is my first time conducting an operation such as this." The Doctor's comment made my heart leap into my throat as I really didn't want somebody inexperienced doing this operation. I couldn't retort though, the anaesthesia was beginning to take affect.
"You shouldn't have said that." I hear Kanon say with a displeased sigh. I suspect that she must have saw me attempting to writhe out of this operation. Her words were the final words I heard before sleep overtook me.
I was aware that I was still asleep as I watched memories of my past unfold before my very eyes. Leading from my first permanently scarred memory of my parents' death to my recent interactions with Ciel. It wasn't until midway though the memories that I began to experience a pain behind my left eye. It wasn't a searing pain, at least for now. Who knows how badly it will really be hurting considering that my dream self can feel the pain behind a whole load of anaesthesia. I'm going to have to have a talk with that doctor about reassuring people. Clearly, she needs lessons in doing so. If she hadn't said that this operation was the first of its kind then I would have suspected this pain to be normal but all I can think about is if she has messed up.
Later, I wake up and my eyes look towards the ceiling. Or should I say, my single eye looks towards the ceiling. I extend my left hand towards my left eye and feel something plastic in the position that my eye would have been in.
"It's common procedure for these types of operations to replace the eye with a synthetic one. Unfortunately, that plastic eye will have to do." Kanon speaks from within the infirmary. I look around and notice that the doctor doesn't appear to have stuck around.
"Where did Ms. Caldwell go?" I ask in confusion.
"She had somewhere else she needed to be. She isn't employed by the Far East Branch and so she has to travel to other branches looking for work." Kanon responded as if she had rehearsed her answer. Did she suspect that I would ask that question?
"Your operation went well. I just wish that Ms. Caldwell never mentioned that it was her first time doing an operation like this." She seemed annoyed at her co-worker's comments.
"Can I have a mirror?" I needed to see how this new eye looked. Kanon gave me a yes as an answer before handing me a mirror which was located to the side of the hospital bed. As I peer into the mirror, I see someone else staring back at me. It was obvious to see which one was my real eye as, in comparison with the fake eye, it was colourful and the features of it were clear to see. The fake eye, though, appears to be just a white ball. It wasn't anything like what I was expecting. I thought that the fake eye would at least have a few features like an iris but no. It looked just like a table tennis ball, small and white. I felt the urge to cry. My eye had been replaced with a table tennis ball, or something that looked very much like it anyway. Removing my eye may have saved my vision but it was definitely at a big cost. I will cover this fake eye at all times with an eye patch. I don't ever want to see this eye again. It makes me feel like I'm not human, like a cyborg or a robot. I am now missing a part of me that I will never get back. I don't want anyone else to see this eye either. I need an eye patch as soon as possible.