Recovery Pt2
We stayed in a hotel and ate McDonalds while watching some funny show about a girl named sailor moon and her cat Luna. Anyway the next day was surgery day. I was nervous, extremely nervous. I had never done anything like this before. It was all new to me. The scientist Vixie had found did this for a living, yet still I felt a little bit scared. He put me down on a cold metal table (There were scalpels on the tray beside me) and then gave me drug to make me go to sleep. I fell asleep immediately (I hadn't slept well the night before) and had a weird dream. People were calling out to me, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. They were screaming now.my head hurt.my heart was beating to fast.I was going to die.
And then I woke up and I forgot everything. From my name, to Ed's name, to Vixie's name.it was all gone. I looked around at the "people" standing in front of me and finally asked.who am I?
Vixie was the first to answer. She stared at the ground as if this whole 'identity' crisis were her fault. I didn't understand. Where was I? She told me her name was Vixie, Ed was Ed, the scientist was some guy name Rodney, and that I was, infact, on the planet earth, where I had lived for many years. Of course I gobbled this up. She helped me up and let me look in a mirror (let me say.prior to this surgery I had NEVER been shown my body). I let out a gasp. I was beautiful. Long golden curls, sky blue eyes, and pale, delicate skin. I was amazing. I touched the mirror and felt the cold, against my skin. Vixie was watching me intently and Ed was smiling. I turned around and smiled at them. Nothing could contain the happiness.
Me, Vixie, and Ed soon left the lab to go walk around New York City. It was massive (10 times bigger than the biggest City at my old planet)! And crowded! And.I loved it. Sometimes I would sit there alone and watch lawyers walk quickly through the streets with a cell phone to their ear, I would watch poverty stricken people begging for money from one passer bier to the next, I would watch tourists look sky-wards trying, in haste, to see the tops of the skyscrapers. I would watch these people for hours, fascinated by their mere appearance.
One day, Ed, Vixie, and I took a stroll through central park and onto one of the main boulevards. It was just after dark and not many people were on the streets, at the moment. We walked, chatting happily, to one another, down the streets. Suddenly I saw a very familiar apartment. I shivered. I felt very bad vibes coming from the place. Like something had happened there. I'd never felt something so familiar yet so.so.so far away. I stood there looking at it for a minute or so before turning to an oddly pale Vixie.
"Yo Vix, This place gives me the creeps."
She just nodded before grabbing my arm and leading me away. We walked for a few seconds before she was.gone. Disappeared! Ed looked around, I looked around.and yet we couldn't find her. She wouldn't just leave us. More people were piling onto the streets.I couldn't feel her energy, there were too many bodies.
And then suddenly, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.she strolled out of an alley a few blocks down. She smiled at us and waved. Although she looked fine she was pale and had blood running down her lip. Ed looked very upset.very upset indeed. I tried to comprehend what happened, but I couldn't. We kept walking in silence before I felt an odd energy following us. It wasn't human, nor android, it was just plain.weird. Like the apartment complex it seemed oddly familiar. We walked a few blocks.until the impulse was so bad I could barely contain myself.
I cracked. I traced his energy flow behind him and appeared there (Vixie had taught me many moves during training.this being my favourite one) on command. I grabbed it by the collar of its shirt and held it against the wall with all of my strength. As I stared at him I realized he was something like a black bug. Bigger than a bug, yes, but he had the same features, the tail, the eyes.everything. Kind of creepy.
"Who are you!!! Tell me who you are before I kill you!!!"
He looked amused. I knew, by the energy within him, that I was carrying empty threats. I once more asked him who he was before he replied cattily, "A friend". What the hell was that supposed to mean? A friend? I'd never even met the guy! I glared at him.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
He wouldn't answer. To hell with this! I dropped him and then appeared back with my friends. Vixie didn't seem at all disturbed. She looked more upset at what the "thing" (as I had come to labelling it) had said. We joked about the Thing but inside I felt a weird nervousness filling my gut. I hadn't really asked Vixie about my past, and when I had she had been abrupt with her answers, but now.now I needed to know.
I demanded Vixie tell me. She stayed silent for a few minutes before she said out loud..
"Ok, Dark, I know you've been following us, so come out!"
I was surprised she could tell. I sure as hell couldn't. I was also surprised she knew his name. She told me he HAD been my old best friend, saved me from near death experiences, and yes, given me to Vixie. I was surprised beyond belief! I had nearly killed my old best friend. Vixie had just laughed at the prospect. Obviously she knew this.. thing very well, for she knew his strengths, weaknesses, attitude, everything. Ironic really.
We talked for a while about different things (Dark lived with a girl named Maria, which I never got the chance to meet) before he left to go somewhere (I never did find out why he left) and me, Vixie, and Ed were once again alone.
That night as I lie in my bed, I thought about how would never remember my past. I have to admit, I felt left out. Everyone else knew how they came to be, how they became the person they are, how they lived their life, all the mistakes they made, everything. And I remember nothing but my name and what planet I was on. Pathetic, really.
I told her to put my memory card back in, demanded it really. She nodded and said she'd get the scientist to put it back in. She looked sad and guilty and just.depressed. I felt like the bad guy. She explained why she had taken it. At that point I understood.it was later when I questioned the reason.
The next day they put my chip back in. As soon as I woke up I was bombarded with images. A few were good but most of them were flashbacks of the pain I had felt. At that point I almost wanted to tell them to take it out again. The scientist told me that after a few days it would stop. The images would disappear.
And they did. It took a few days but they did. Unfortunately before it was over I had to watch Cell abuse me and me being raped by Roti. At the worst images I would grasp Vixie's hand and hold it until the image was over. She stayed with me every day that she was needed (which was every day I had to replay my life) and acted like she always did.like a mom.
This is how I am going to end these two chapters on my recovery. Mostly because there is no more to my recovery, you see after the images left, I was fine. Yes, I could still remember the gleam in Roti's eyes, the swing of Cell's tail, but no longer was I "reliving" these tragic images. I was healed. After I was ok again Vixie and Ed stayed a week before Ed departed (he had to go home to Pakita (who we found out was pregnant the second day we were on earth) and he was going to take care of the business) and Vixie and June went their own way (they were going to stay and find the specified androids and send them to The Lodge). I was left alone on Earth (I wanted to stay for some odd reason) and I happily lived, by myself until.well we'll get to that in the next chapter.
We stayed in a hotel and ate McDonalds while watching some funny show about a girl named sailor moon and her cat Luna. Anyway the next day was surgery day. I was nervous, extremely nervous. I had never done anything like this before. It was all new to me. The scientist Vixie had found did this for a living, yet still I felt a little bit scared. He put me down on a cold metal table (There were scalpels on the tray beside me) and then gave me drug to make me go to sleep. I fell asleep immediately (I hadn't slept well the night before) and had a weird dream. People were calling out to me, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. They were screaming now.my head hurt.my heart was beating to fast.I was going to die.
And then I woke up and I forgot everything. From my name, to Ed's name, to Vixie's name.it was all gone. I looked around at the "people" standing in front of me and finally asked.who am I?
Vixie was the first to answer. She stared at the ground as if this whole 'identity' crisis were her fault. I didn't understand. Where was I? She told me her name was Vixie, Ed was Ed, the scientist was some guy name Rodney, and that I was, infact, on the planet earth, where I had lived for many years. Of course I gobbled this up. She helped me up and let me look in a mirror (let me say.prior to this surgery I had NEVER been shown my body). I let out a gasp. I was beautiful. Long golden curls, sky blue eyes, and pale, delicate skin. I was amazing. I touched the mirror and felt the cold, against my skin. Vixie was watching me intently and Ed was smiling. I turned around and smiled at them. Nothing could contain the happiness.
Me, Vixie, and Ed soon left the lab to go walk around New York City. It was massive (10 times bigger than the biggest City at my old planet)! And crowded! And.I loved it. Sometimes I would sit there alone and watch lawyers walk quickly through the streets with a cell phone to their ear, I would watch poverty stricken people begging for money from one passer bier to the next, I would watch tourists look sky-wards trying, in haste, to see the tops of the skyscrapers. I would watch these people for hours, fascinated by their mere appearance.
One day, Ed, Vixie, and I took a stroll through central park and onto one of the main boulevards. It was just after dark and not many people were on the streets, at the moment. We walked, chatting happily, to one another, down the streets. Suddenly I saw a very familiar apartment. I shivered. I felt very bad vibes coming from the place. Like something had happened there. I'd never felt something so familiar yet so.so.so far away. I stood there looking at it for a minute or so before turning to an oddly pale Vixie.
"Yo Vix, This place gives me the creeps."
She just nodded before grabbing my arm and leading me away. We walked for a few seconds before she was.gone. Disappeared! Ed looked around, I looked around.and yet we couldn't find her. She wouldn't just leave us. More people were piling onto the streets.I couldn't feel her energy, there were too many bodies.
And then suddenly, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.she strolled out of an alley a few blocks down. She smiled at us and waved. Although she looked fine she was pale and had blood running down her lip. Ed looked very upset.very upset indeed. I tried to comprehend what happened, but I couldn't. We kept walking in silence before I felt an odd energy following us. It wasn't human, nor android, it was just plain.weird. Like the apartment complex it seemed oddly familiar. We walked a few blocks.until the impulse was so bad I could barely contain myself.
I cracked. I traced his energy flow behind him and appeared there (Vixie had taught me many moves during training.this being my favourite one) on command. I grabbed it by the collar of its shirt and held it against the wall with all of my strength. As I stared at him I realized he was something like a black bug. Bigger than a bug, yes, but he had the same features, the tail, the eyes.everything. Kind of creepy.
"Who are you!!! Tell me who you are before I kill you!!!"
He looked amused. I knew, by the energy within him, that I was carrying empty threats. I once more asked him who he was before he replied cattily, "A friend". What the hell was that supposed to mean? A friend? I'd never even met the guy! I glared at him.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
He wouldn't answer. To hell with this! I dropped him and then appeared back with my friends. Vixie didn't seem at all disturbed. She looked more upset at what the "thing" (as I had come to labelling it) had said. We joked about the Thing but inside I felt a weird nervousness filling my gut. I hadn't really asked Vixie about my past, and when I had she had been abrupt with her answers, but now.now I needed to know.
I demanded Vixie tell me. She stayed silent for a few minutes before she said out loud..
"Ok, Dark, I know you've been following us, so come out!"
I was surprised she could tell. I sure as hell couldn't. I was also surprised she knew his name. She told me he HAD been my old best friend, saved me from near death experiences, and yes, given me to Vixie. I was surprised beyond belief! I had nearly killed my old best friend. Vixie had just laughed at the prospect. Obviously she knew this.. thing very well, for she knew his strengths, weaknesses, attitude, everything. Ironic really.
We talked for a while about different things (Dark lived with a girl named Maria, which I never got the chance to meet) before he left to go somewhere (I never did find out why he left) and me, Vixie, and Ed were once again alone.
That night as I lie in my bed, I thought about how would never remember my past. I have to admit, I felt left out. Everyone else knew how they came to be, how they became the person they are, how they lived their life, all the mistakes they made, everything. And I remember nothing but my name and what planet I was on. Pathetic, really.
I told her to put my memory card back in, demanded it really. She nodded and said she'd get the scientist to put it back in. She looked sad and guilty and just.depressed. I felt like the bad guy. She explained why she had taken it. At that point I understood.it was later when I questioned the reason.
The next day they put my chip back in. As soon as I woke up I was bombarded with images. A few were good but most of them were flashbacks of the pain I had felt. At that point I almost wanted to tell them to take it out again. The scientist told me that after a few days it would stop. The images would disappear.
And they did. It took a few days but they did. Unfortunately before it was over I had to watch Cell abuse me and me being raped by Roti. At the worst images I would grasp Vixie's hand and hold it until the image was over. She stayed with me every day that she was needed (which was every day I had to replay my life) and acted like she always did.like a mom.
This is how I am going to end these two chapters on my recovery. Mostly because there is no more to my recovery, you see after the images left, I was fine. Yes, I could still remember the gleam in Roti's eyes, the swing of Cell's tail, but no longer was I "reliving" these tragic images. I was healed. After I was ok again Vixie and Ed stayed a week before Ed departed (he had to go home to Pakita (who we found out was pregnant the second day we were on earth) and he was going to take care of the business) and Vixie and June went their own way (they were going to stay and find the specified androids and send them to The Lodge). I was left alone on Earth (I wanted to stay for some odd reason) and I happily lived, by myself until.well we'll get to that in the next chapter.