Oh wow, I actually updated for once and happy 2018 everyone! Let's hope this year turns out for the better for all of us, except for Logan Paul of course.
I know what you're all thinking. Am I dead? No. Because of school and all that they've been pressuring me on too many things, especially now that exams are near.
Also, thanks for almost 10k views on this story!
Infinite's POV, unknown time later
I slowly began to open my eyes. My vision was blurry, I only saw bright blinding lights. Am I dead? Is this heaven? I asked myself.
My heterochromic eyes began focus properly. The blinding light seemed to dim down quite a bit as I woke up more. When they did, I realized that I was in some sort of room, laying in... a hospital bed? I looked down and saw the white blankets over my body. Wait, was I rescued?!
I wanted to jump for joy. I was finally out... I think. Maybe Gadget wasn't being a snake after all, or did my beloved squad finally rescued me?
I'm definitely in some sort of hospital room, which made my heart sink a little because that meant they still hadn't come for me. If they did, I would've been in Cassie's makeshift medical room.
I sat up, but in doing so brought some slight pain to my head and tail. Groaning, I brought my hand up to my forehead and rubbed it, but felt some sort of material on my head. It was some sort of bandage from what I could tell. It suddenly hit me that I got my tail stomped on by those two morons and a serious head injury back in those caves.
I was wearing something uncomfortable on my body, and pulled the blanket down a bit and saw that I was still wearing that accursed prison jumpsuit on my body. I wanted to take it off, but I felt too... too... weak. I suddenly felt agitated and wanted to punch myself in the face for even thinking about that damn word.
I did my best to ignore my mistake and just relax until someone arrives. I laid back down and got myself comfortable to make it last.
Movement by the door caught my eye. There was someone standing there and looking inside at me. The door opened and waht appeared to be a doctor walked inside and towards me. "Ehm, hello?" I asked. He didn't say a thing to me and went over to a speaker on the wall. He dialed in a number sequence.
"He has awoken. Orders?" The doctor spoke with that Shamarian accent which just grossed me out slightly after what I saw in that prison camp. Wait... I'm still not in the prison, am I? I seriously hoped not.
"Prisoner B429064?" A voice from the speaker asked. Yep, Goddamnit. I'm still here. Absolutely great. What was strange to me though is that there was medical care here. From what I saw, there appeared to be none when I first came in.
"Yes, sir."
"It is about time. Get him up and to the visitor centre. That red wolf's been asking to see him again." Red wolf? Gadget? Did I hear that right?
"Will do."
Gadget's POV.
I patiently waited at Booth 4. I looked down and tapped my fingers together out of boredom. What was five minutes seemed like two hours, I really had no idea why.
To my surprise, a black jackal with a scar over his right eye came in and sat down. He looked at me with surprise. "Please tell me that's actually you." He said to me. Infinite looked tired. He had some bandaging on his forehead that had a little dried blood on it. I wasn't surprised to see that. I know of the things they do in these places.
"It's 100% me," I responded with arms out. "But first, our conversation can't be overheard. You speak Spanish?" I asked in perfect Spanish. He seemed to understand.
"Yeah, I do. Now tell me, where. Have. You. Been!?" He asked me, clenching his fists.
"There weren't any flights going across the ocean. They're still cleaning up after the huge war happened. I have the same question to ask, too because you've been gone for three days." I saw him look up in a mix of shock and confusion.
"I was out for three days?" I nodded.
"Came here a few times. I waited like an hour until they said you were 'unavailable'." I explained to him. He rubbed his head.
"Okay, whatever. Doesn't matter. Just tell me that you're getting me out of this Hellhole. I'm not gonna last long to tell you the truth." He said desperately and looked up at me. I spoke once again.
"That's why I'm here. To get to you and maybe everyone else out if possible. I'm no fan of the inhumane practices of these places, or the reason they're sent here." I explained. I looked around briefly to see if any guards were watching. Luckily, the only one in the room was busy confronting another vistor complaining that her husband didn't need to be in the prison. God, these poor people. I thought.
I brought my briefcase up to my lap. I opened it up and took out a small makeshift explosive charge. One crafted by yours truly. "Is that a C4?" I heard him ask.
"A homemade one." I responded.
"What, are you going to blow this place up? Please tell me you are!" Infinite said in relief. I couldn't help but shake my head and chuckle a little at that.
"Nope, you are." I looked around once more and that guard was still occupied with that lady. I handed him the charge through the open part of the glass. "Get It out of sight!" I hissed at him. He nervously put it away in his jumpsuit.
"How do I know this isn't gonna randomly explode and kill me?" He asked very intently. I opened my mouth to speak but the jackal waved me off. "Actually, I'll trust you're not going to kill me here. Anyway, I don't think this is enough to blow a hole in those walls, not that I can already jump over it if it weren't for the commies."
I had the urge to chuckle once more. I never knew Infinite could be somewhat of a funny guy. Then again I barely know this version of himself, although I wish I did now. "Hey!" A voice called. We both looked over to the guard who was now approaching me. Oh no. Did he catch me? I looked up at him.
"Yes?" I asked in my fake accent.
"You have two minutes before he goes back. He has to work."
"I understand." I acknowledged. He walked away and back to his guarding spot. "As you can tell, I can't be here long either. Anyway, I got blueprints of this facility. Place it down in the basement when you can and set the timer. It'll blow up reserve propane and gas tanks, including the fuel line that runs underneath. It'll take out most of the guards, presumably. Hopefully you'll figure out a way to get out of the prison then. I'll be in the town by the old hardware store. That's where I'll get you, got it?" He nodded and seemed to understand.
I felt like I was in some sort of movie just saying that. I'll be honest. "I got it." He said in English. "Well, you go now. I'll hopefully see you later." I hopped off my seat and closed my briefcase.
"Yeah, you too."
Well, there's your anticipated chapter. I'll try to update regularly again.