"That still is not an excuse to try and get away from the police.
Especially if your innocent!" Giles said, as he stopped pacing.
"But Giles, they had no Idea what did that to her and they wont ever find out." I got out of bed walked to the bathroom and started to cry. As the scene played over and over again in my head of the girl on the ground, and the mass of blood on my hands. I looked in the mirror at my bear white chest. I furrowed my brow, looking at the sirtan sprout of muscles on my abs and forearms. For the first time in my life I had a six-pack. I walked out of the bathroom, Giles looking out my bedroom window. "Hey, Giles look at this!" Giles turned around and looked at me.
"William Windsure. What happened to you?" Giles asked with a look of concern on his face.
"Like I said, I think I'm a slayer. And I don't care what the stupid prophecies say." I gave him a smirk and bent holding my side like I was punched in the rib cage.
"William! What's wrong?" Giles rushed to me, I fell to the ground, and I could feel darkness taking me. Next thing I now I wake up in a hospital.
"Where am I?" I thought as I sat up in a very uncomfortable hospital bed. I herd a voice, and quietly got out of bed and walked to the entrance of my room. I peeked out though I could hardly see, for everything looked like blurry blobs. I saw a figure that I am pretty sure was Giles talking to a man about my height (5.5" or 5.6") with blonde hair and wearing all black. I thought, could that be him, could that man be my father? I quickly turned around and got back into bed. A nurse walked in and screamed as if she saw a ghost. A Doctor walked in and he two was very surprised, he called for Giles. And Giles rushed in.
"Doctor, I thought he wasn't gonna come out of the coma?" Giles said to the Doctor while cleaning his classes.
"Yes, well I guess he did. But he was not supposed to. I mean there is no scientific way this could have happened!" The Doctor examined me like I was a new race of humans or something.
"Ok. What in the Bloody Hell is going on here?" I sat up and started spacing out like I do some times. I shook my head out of it. "Giles go get something to eat or something." Giles walked out. I got out of bed again. The Doctor put his hand on my chest.
"Where do you think your going?" The Doctor said while trying to push me back to the bed.
"I sir am going home." I struggled and tried to get my clothes so I could leave. The Doctor called for assistance. Two nurses walked in with this huge muscular man. They forced me back to my bed. The big guy was holding down most of me. The Doctor strapped me to the bad with leather straps. When I was strapped the nurses left, but the big guy remained waiting for the Doctor.
"Stay here." The Doctor directed at the big guy. He kina scared me.
"I will get out of these straps and beat you both to a bloody pulp when I get out of these straps. And that is a promise." I struggled to get out of the leather. Giles walked in and gave a gasp as he saw me struggling. He ran out and came back in with a nurse that had a needle (I HATE needles) and she poked me with it. I started to get week. I started to struggle again.
"The sanative will start working soon." I started to lose energy and finely I was too tired to keep struggling. My eyes closed and I saw the two people Giles showed me in the two pictures. I remembered a time when the blonde man and I fought on a Christmas day with plastic swords for Emma. I poked him with my sword and he fell on his back, I put my foot on his chest and said my first words. " I da bi ba." I was one at the time. At least I think I was.
"But Giles, they had no Idea what did that to her and they wont ever find out." I got out of bed walked to the bathroom and started to cry. As the scene played over and over again in my head of the girl on the ground, and the mass of blood on my hands. I looked in the mirror at my bear white chest. I furrowed my brow, looking at the sirtan sprout of muscles on my abs and forearms. For the first time in my life I had a six-pack. I walked out of the bathroom, Giles looking out my bedroom window. "Hey, Giles look at this!" Giles turned around and looked at me.
"William Windsure. What happened to you?" Giles asked with a look of concern on his face.
"Like I said, I think I'm a slayer. And I don't care what the stupid prophecies say." I gave him a smirk and bent holding my side like I was punched in the rib cage.
"William! What's wrong?" Giles rushed to me, I fell to the ground, and I could feel darkness taking me. Next thing I now I wake up in a hospital.
"Where am I?" I thought as I sat up in a very uncomfortable hospital bed. I herd a voice, and quietly got out of bed and walked to the entrance of my room. I peeked out though I could hardly see, for everything looked like blurry blobs. I saw a figure that I am pretty sure was Giles talking to a man about my height (5.5" or 5.6") with blonde hair and wearing all black. I thought, could that be him, could that man be my father? I quickly turned around and got back into bed. A nurse walked in and screamed as if she saw a ghost. A Doctor walked in and he two was very surprised, he called for Giles. And Giles rushed in.
"Doctor, I thought he wasn't gonna come out of the coma?" Giles said to the Doctor while cleaning his classes.
"Yes, well I guess he did. But he was not supposed to. I mean there is no scientific way this could have happened!" The Doctor examined me like I was a new race of humans or something.
"Ok. What in the Bloody Hell is going on here?" I sat up and started spacing out like I do some times. I shook my head out of it. "Giles go get something to eat or something." Giles walked out. I got out of bed again. The Doctor put his hand on my chest.
"Where do you think your going?" The Doctor said while trying to push me back to the bed.
"I sir am going home." I struggled and tried to get my clothes so I could leave. The Doctor called for assistance. Two nurses walked in with this huge muscular man. They forced me back to my bed. The big guy was holding down most of me. The Doctor strapped me to the bad with leather straps. When I was strapped the nurses left, but the big guy remained waiting for the Doctor.
"Stay here." The Doctor directed at the big guy. He kina scared me.
"I will get out of these straps and beat you both to a bloody pulp when I get out of these straps. And that is a promise." I struggled to get out of the leather. Giles walked in and gave a gasp as he saw me struggling. He ran out and came back in with a nurse that had a needle (I HATE needles) and she poked me with it. I started to get week. I started to struggle again.
"The sanative will start working soon." I started to lose energy and finely I was too tired to keep struggling. My eyes closed and I saw the two people Giles showed me in the two pictures. I remembered a time when the blonde man and I fought on a Christmas day with plastic swords for Emma. I poked him with my sword and he fell on his back, I put my foot on his chest and said my first words. " I da bi ba." I was one at the time. At least I think I was.