Warning people going psycho!-
" Everyone get out! Get out now!" She screamed pointing her 9 mm at any civilian that still decided staring at her like a deer in headlights was an option, " Get the hell out now! I am taking over this hospital get out! " A doctor attempted to race past her she quickly grabbed his collar yanking him backwards almost loosing her balance and falling in the process he gasped as the gun's cold metal was placed agenst his lower jaw, " Where do you think you're going? You speak Japanese? Do you understand me? " The man didn't answer the young woman, she shook her head and stepped on his foot he yelped, " Do you understand me?" She attempted to ask slightly calmer.
" Yes," He shakily said.
" Then you're with me," she said turning towards the reception desk. The boy there was only about maybe 14 years old the look on his face was very dishearting to the girl but then again why shouldn't he be frightened a girl wearing no shoes, a ragged extra large green shirt and a little red kimono underneath that walks in brandishing a gun and threatening to shoot any civilian who doesn't clear the waiting room and demanding in a strange language has just taken over his rather dull and boring hospital. It wasn't much of a hospital by her standards just really an old falling apart building that was most likely a elementary school or small law office before it was converted into a makeshift hospital but she didn't care hospitals had X rays, hospitals could get things out, she couldn't read but she could understand the cross emblem attached to the doorway outside.
" You're going to give me an X ray doctor, and then you're going to remove this tracker inside me body and you're going to do it with in the hour before we all die," her voice came out strange almost crazy like. But why shouldn't she feel pressed? She had only a limited window of time to remove that damn tracker that man put inside her and get the hell out before his men could arrive to this location. After breaking out of the destroyed basement she ran, she ran as far as she could until her muscles felt like they would snap she had ended up near a dumping area. Tired but unable to properly rest she remembered that she was still wearing her very revealing kimono! She dug through the trash and came up with a discarded over sized green T – shirt full of holes and bugs, she didn't care she couldn't run around anywhere but a brothel dressed as she was so she tossed it over her disgusting outfit and left. She had found this place after walking who knows how many blocks she just ran for the building and before she knew it she had withdrew her gun from the sash holding her kimono together and began to brandish it, there was no turning back now she decided. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but if she ever wanted to get the hell out of that man's clutches this was a damn good start. All she could hope was that his men were stupid enough to try to find the basement of that place and search it before informing him of the chaos that had transpired and they started looking for her tracker.
" You're crazy! Please just let the other's go they don't need to be here!" He pleaded in a heavy accent.
" I don't care! Just do this now! Get me scanned now!"
" I need people"
" Then get them," she growled.
A few minutes later they were in the X ray room she had gotten some rope and tied up the doctor she held hostage and placed him in the room with her, but kept her gun with in easy reach in case any of his assistance decided to disarm her. No one had any idea why she was demanding help like this, but she had no time to explain to them that a man who had swapped bodies with an ambassador and was currently masquerading as him was crazy, a murderer and was soon to be coming down on her location harder then a sledge hammer on ice.
" What's your name?" The doctor asked as the X raying was taking place.
" Why do you care?" She asked starring at the other employees
" You've taken over my hospital, the least you can do is tell me you're name," he explained trying to shift his weight to get more comfortable.
" And then I suppose you're going to ask why I'm asking for help like this."
" Are you going to shoot me if I do?"
" I don't want to shoot anyone, so don't make me, just do what I say and I'll leave, that's all you have to do."
" It doesn't make much sense you barging in here demanding assistance and then you're just going to leave."
" What, you want my account so you can charge me? I don't have any money I don't even know where the hell I am."
" You're in a hospital"
" I know that! I'm talking about here this place you all talk strange there is strange writing where the hell am I?"
" You mean country? Your in India, Eastern Thailand to be exact."
" What!" she turned around to face him shock clearly on her face.
" Don't move you'll mess up the scan," the doctor said forgetting a moment who exactly had tied him up. She quickly turned back around.
" I'm in India?….."
" I guess you're Japanese?"
" That's what we're talking in right? Yes, I'm not supposed to be here."
" But didn't you come here?"
" Look just shut up, get this over with. You want to go on with your life don't you? I just want to get out of here."
" Tell me your name and I'll stop questioning you."
" Why you want a date?"
"….."
" It's Su- no Togusa. My name is Togusa that's my name."
" Togusa? I haven't heard that name used for Japanese women before."
She sighed, " Just leave me alone…." She wasn't about to attempt to explain her entire situation to this man even if he was sure to inform the local police considering this dump had any, but she couldn't even except it all herself let alone explain it. She didn't even know how she would get back to Japan and explain it all to section 9. The woman came in and said something to her in Indian.
" She said they found the strange thing and will remove it now," The doctor translated.
" You're coming with me," she said picking up the gun and walking over to the doctor, untied his feet, and proceeded to helping him up, she didn't untie his hands though.
" Is that gun even necessary?"
" More then you think. Don't worry I'll be taking it with me."
The woman escorted them to a room inside it contained along table and a chair. The woman spoke again.
" She said to get onto the table and take off your top," He translated.
" Did she really say that or is that you?"
" You have the gun why would I say something that could get me shot?"
She noticed the woman didn't leave, " Is she going to remove this for me?"
" Yes. Her instruments are on the chair, " He said
" Then sit on the floor and don't watch me, tell her I'm still holding onto my gun tell her to just remove the item don't try anything else I don't want to hurt anyone I just want this out of me that's it. Ask her where it is in me." He looked at the woman and began to talk to her in his native language and she responded. It was annoying waiting for the translations to be made it made the little time she had seem to stretch on forever, but it couldn't be helped as she eyed him she removed her large shirt and then dropped the shoulders on her kimono. She could feel the woman's eyes on her and was pretty sure what the girl was thinking, " What did she say?"
" She said she wants you to be gone as well and she will do what you want."
" And?"
" And she said your out fit is horrible."
" You think I want to dress like this?"
" I'm not suppose to look at you right?"
" Just forget I said anything," she said lying down on her stomach on top of the table, " did she say where it was?"
" Yes it's in your back between your shoulder blades."
" I'm sorta cyberized now, so, is this going to hurt?"
" I don't know anything about cyberization so I suppose it will. We don't have any drugs."
" You mean that I can use."
"….."
The woman prodded with her cold figures first to insure she was in the right location then she began to slice. The pain was immediate, her mind immediately went back in time to the point her life ended, the knife, him smiling, killing her…
" She says to stop shaking," the doctor's voice chimed in tearing her out of her minds shrouded grasp.
She used something slender and cold to open her cut wider she couldn't see what the woman was doing as she lay there feeling the girl dig something into her muscles she remembered she was holding onto a gun looking at her right arm she noticed how exactly she was holding it, her grip was deathly hard, her hand shook, her index figure had slipped to the trigger, surprised she moved it way she didn't want to shoot anyone the pain was doing this to her…her memories were doing this to her. All she wanted to do was erase them.