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Valkyrie's Point of View

I slowly regained cognizant and the first sense to return to my body was the throbbing, pounding feeling of my blood rushing through my body. This pounding, rushing of my blood brought with it the excruciating pain of being extremely close to a detonating suite and weapons.

The second sense was hearing. I focused on the low high-pitched beeping that is reverberating off of some type of surface that I have not figured out what. Another sound that came to my ears was of rustling. It was low and slightly hiding under the beeping sound. It sounded like fabric rubbing against fabric. More sounds came to my ears – dripping of liquid, swooshing of the door opening, footsteps of a slightly heavy set person walking closer to my location.

I started to panic – this pain is putting me in a bad spot. I do not know where John is or where I am currently. I am having some issues trying to open my eyes. I moved my hand slightly and felt slightly rough fabric under my fingertips and palm. My fingers twitched and it sent a burst of pain shooting up my nerve endings to end at my shoulder. My throat felt raw, sore, and unused. I started to try to push my body up even with the pain that I was experiencing. I felt something pull from my left hand – something was connected. I needed to open my eyes – I forced them open.

I was blinded by searing bright white light. Then a shadow started to loom over me while reaching out to grasp me. I knew that I could not let them touch me if I can help it. My arms gave out and I fell back into the object that I was laying on. The figure moved back away from me to give me space.

I could hear some kind of rumbling noise be said on repeat. The same tone, spacing, and pitch was being said over and over again. I did not focus on it until I could slowly push the pain away.

"You are safe"

"You are on the USNC Lightspear."

"Val, it is Eton – you are safe."

Those three things were repeated multiple times. I turned my head to see black scaly skin with what looked like a white design making a contrast that I followed with my eyes. I could not see anything else different until my eyes started to focus more. I saw features coming into focus and saw that it was Eton sitting down beside me in an uncomfortable beige chair. He had his hand reaching out towards me but not even touching the bed. I looked to the end of the bed to see the doctor – middle aged man, graying hair, pale complexion, and a slightly heavy set body. He held what looked like a clipboard and a pen. He stood there with a small smile on his face as he peered down at me.

I looked down at my body to see it covered in a white sheet and a light dark blue blanket. I could see the divots of my body. I looked to the side and saw that I had an IV connected to my body, along with cables to monitor my heart and pulse.

"Titan," The doctor started. "It is good to see you awake now. It has been a week that you have been out since we have rescued you and the Spartan. Now to the bad news." I sighed at this. "Your injuries consist of missing limbs which include – half and quarter of both feet, fingers, and flesh removed from all extremities. You have a whole in your right hand. You have lost a lot of blood, we had to do many transfusions. Your lungs have received major injury and your body is slowly healing from the third degree burns and lacerations you have received."

I let out a shuttered breath from all the damage that I had received. I looked over at Eton and saw the worry on his face. He laid his hand flat on the bed beside me and I placed my other hand over his. He closed his fingers around my hand and rubbed his thumb slowly over the back of my hand.

"Doc, what is the diagnosis?" I asked with a scratchy throat. Eton brought a glass of water over to allow me to take small sips to help coat my throat.

"We are unsure if you can regrow the missing flesh and body parts you are missing. You will probably have some nerve damage, lunge issues, and miss some skin and flesh." The doctor said. I could feel all the emotions that I am unsure of and I could feel perspiration start to form at the corners of my eyes. I could feel them start to fall. I felt Eton's hand brush up against my cheek and take the perspiration away from my cheek.

"Can I go back into the field after I get out of here?" I needed to know. I needed to know what my options are.

"You will be discharged in a few days to be on bed rest with your mate. Then you will be in aggressive physical therapy for your whole body for the next couple of months. Then after that you should be able to go back to the field." The doctor informed me as he turned and walked out of the room.

I looked at Eton and just sighed. It will be a long couple of months.

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