Morphine
Mike lay in a hospital cot. His leg was patched up. It was a simple operation and Rebecca easily stitched his wound in the small infirmary also found in the basement. Unfortunately he did lose a lot of blood and because of the haste to save Mike, Rebecca had to quickly cut off his pant leg from the knee down to keep the stitches from becoming infected. It was a small loss but one that exposed his skin and ultimately his abilities to the world. Through the operation Mike was troubled with horrible nightmares and the sickening feel of death and sterility that came from every slice of the scalpel or needle.
The rest of the party had no idea of his pain. Even Barry, who had done so much reading into psychic phenomenon, had yet to grasp the idea of the powers Mike held inside. Unfortunately, even with his abilities, Leland could not comprehend the situation that passed in the few hours in which he was unconscious.
Mike woke up to Leon's worried face. Still working off the morphine in his system, Leland pushed himself up. The insignificant movement caused pain to shoot up his leg. Mike roared and raised an uncovered hand into the air. The chair next to the bed flung upward and jammed into the soft ceiling tiles.
Leon looked on, wide-eyed, until Mike finally clutched his head and fell back into his pillow.
"What the fuck did y'all do to me?!" Leland asked in a drug-induced haze.
His head ached with the pain from the operation. The painkiller did little to kill the pain but instead blurred his vision and slurred his speech only adding to Mike's problems.
Leon didn't know how to react.
"We're so sorry for what happened," he said. Leon was now inspecting the upended chair.
Mike looked up at it too. "Ah shit, did I do that?"
Kennedy couldn't help but smile. "You're one amazing kid, you know that?"
Leland tried to smile but the pain and the unfelt sedatives won over and he lost consciousness once again.
"Mike? Yo, Mike!" It was hopeless. He was out like a light.
Leon was beginning to realize why Barry had hired Leland in the first place. He looked at the sleeping teen. Mikes hand twitched a little to the left and the chair went flying into the wall.
Again, Kennedy was slightly shocked but after the stuff he saw with Claire it wasn't a big deal. Compared to the stories she and Chris told him it was even less remarkable.
Yet there was something about him... Leon couldn't resist. Taking his forearm Kennedy slid Mike's sleeve back to his elbow. Under it there was a long piece of winding metal. At its edge there was a short slit from where, Leon guessed, the knife had protruded.
After examining the thick bracelet Leon gently put Mike's arm back in its place, not wanting to mess in his business too much.
By some slim chance, Leon hadn't made contact with Mike's skin and the boy lay peacefully for another two hours, in which time Kennedy had been left to brood over his abandonment. There was really nothing to brood about; Burton had to leave quickly and Rebecca was needed so logically Leon, who had at least some knowledge of the infirmary, was left to baby-sit.
According to Barry, Umbrella decided to pull the plug on one of its island research centers off the coast of Alaska. The group believed that the murderous corporation was doing further research on the NE-T virus there and the lab's contents would be very useful indeed. Unfortunately when Umbrella stops research there's always a reason and one of STARS' spies divulged that an outbreak had occurred and the island would soon be destroyed.
Time was of the essence so they left him and packed for Alaska.
Leon was, in all actuality, lonely and there was that evil side that tempted him to wake Mike and have a chat. Of-course his mind would always slither back to the dilapidated chair laying on the floor so he waited uneasily until Leland came around with a long yawn. This time there was no chair flinging only some stretching.
Mike's stomach growled and Leon was more than happy to help him make his way to the kitchen. Leland quickly learned to use the crutches but after he was thoroughly fed, Mike hobbled over to his room and walked out with some sort of brace on his leg and a new set of clothes. When Leon questioned the contraption Mike explained that Geneisha, his assassin ring, gave it to him. This led to more questions and since Leland was still in his hammered state, he answered without restraint.
It was then that Leon learned about his abilities and why he wanted a job with STARS. A little respect grew for the boy in Leon's mind so he decided to let Mike in on their secret...
Mike lay in a hospital cot. His leg was patched up. It was a simple operation and Rebecca easily stitched his wound in the small infirmary also found in the basement. Unfortunately he did lose a lot of blood and because of the haste to save Mike, Rebecca had to quickly cut off his pant leg from the knee down to keep the stitches from becoming infected. It was a small loss but one that exposed his skin and ultimately his abilities to the world. Through the operation Mike was troubled with horrible nightmares and the sickening feel of death and sterility that came from every slice of the scalpel or needle.
The rest of the party had no idea of his pain. Even Barry, who had done so much reading into psychic phenomenon, had yet to grasp the idea of the powers Mike held inside. Unfortunately, even with his abilities, Leland could not comprehend the situation that passed in the few hours in which he was unconscious.
Mike woke up to Leon's worried face. Still working off the morphine in his system, Leland pushed himself up. The insignificant movement caused pain to shoot up his leg. Mike roared and raised an uncovered hand into the air. The chair next to the bed flung upward and jammed into the soft ceiling tiles.
Leon looked on, wide-eyed, until Mike finally clutched his head and fell back into his pillow.
"What the fuck did y'all do to me?!" Leland asked in a drug-induced haze.
His head ached with the pain from the operation. The painkiller did little to kill the pain but instead blurred his vision and slurred his speech only adding to Mike's problems.
Leon didn't know how to react.
"We're so sorry for what happened," he said. Leon was now inspecting the upended chair.
Mike looked up at it too. "Ah shit, did I do that?"
Kennedy couldn't help but smile. "You're one amazing kid, you know that?"
Leland tried to smile but the pain and the unfelt sedatives won over and he lost consciousness once again.
"Mike? Yo, Mike!" It was hopeless. He was out like a light.
Leon was beginning to realize why Barry had hired Leland in the first place. He looked at the sleeping teen. Mikes hand twitched a little to the left and the chair went flying into the wall.
Again, Kennedy was slightly shocked but after the stuff he saw with Claire it wasn't a big deal. Compared to the stories she and Chris told him it was even less remarkable.
Yet there was something about him... Leon couldn't resist. Taking his forearm Kennedy slid Mike's sleeve back to his elbow. Under it there was a long piece of winding metal. At its edge there was a short slit from where, Leon guessed, the knife had protruded.
After examining the thick bracelet Leon gently put Mike's arm back in its place, not wanting to mess in his business too much.
By some slim chance, Leon hadn't made contact with Mike's skin and the boy lay peacefully for another two hours, in which time Kennedy had been left to brood over his abandonment. There was really nothing to brood about; Burton had to leave quickly and Rebecca was needed so logically Leon, who had at least some knowledge of the infirmary, was left to baby-sit.
According to Barry, Umbrella decided to pull the plug on one of its island research centers off the coast of Alaska. The group believed that the murderous corporation was doing further research on the NE-T virus there and the lab's contents would be very useful indeed. Unfortunately when Umbrella stops research there's always a reason and one of STARS' spies divulged that an outbreak had occurred and the island would soon be destroyed.
Time was of the essence so they left him and packed for Alaska.
Leon was, in all actuality, lonely and there was that evil side that tempted him to wake Mike and have a chat. Of-course his mind would always slither back to the dilapidated chair laying on the floor so he waited uneasily until Leland came around with a long yawn. This time there was no chair flinging only some stretching.
Mike's stomach growled and Leon was more than happy to help him make his way to the kitchen. Leland quickly learned to use the crutches but after he was thoroughly fed, Mike hobbled over to his room and walked out with some sort of brace on his leg and a new set of clothes. When Leon questioned the contraption Mike explained that Geneisha, his assassin ring, gave it to him. This led to more questions and since Leland was still in his hammered state, he answered without restraint.
It was then that Leon learned about his abilities and why he wanted a job with STARS. A little respect grew for the boy in Leon's mind so he decided to let Mike in on their secret...