Ch 5: Still
I woke up on a bed- again, and Rat Man's voice said "Stay still, or die." I realized what was happening. I was having brain surgery again, but this time he didn't give me any medication to make me sleep, I was awake… for a moment I thought he didn't know about the cure but apparently I was wrong when he said, "Oh yes, I know about the cure. But it only cures it. Not prevents it. So I'm here to do just that."
"Does Ava Paige even know about your elaborate scene?" I ask.
"of course not do you think I care about her wills? Ava doesn't really agree now that we found at least one cure. But I don't." He said. Then I couldn't feel my foot. "Did the nervous system in your foot just go out?"
"Yeah." I grimaced. The door burst open and three figures barged inside without a warning. My eyes rolled back while I saw a glimpse of Janson and a few other surgeons laying on the floor silently.
"Oh my…" The voice of Ava Paige said. "Let me fix you up." Once she finished bandaging me up, I finally was able to feel the satisfaction of having a moving foot. I got up with a severe headache. Then I noticed the other two workers-well, the first one was a worker.
But the second one was a surgeon who looked like he went against Janson and told Ava Paige what happened, and the other was- "Newt?" I said with joy.
"Yeah, you're bloody right, Tommy." He said and gave me a big hug.
"I thought you were dead!" I said, not wanting to let go of the hug.
"Me too." He laughed.
"Minho and Frypan are in room 8 and 9." Ava said. "You should go before Janson gets on his feet again."
"Thanks." Newt said and we both ran out the door. We ran down the same path I remembered coming from and then busted open two metal doors soon, collecting Minho and Frypan.
WICKED's POV:
Janson woke up with a start, saw the room was cluttered with things. Unconscious bodies sprawled everywhere. "No!" He screamed and burst out the door.
He ran into Dr. Paige. "Where are they?"
"I'm sorry I don't know who your talking about." She said blankly. I shoved the old woman into the wall.
"Where. Are. They?" I said and pulled out a gun, and pointed it at her heart. "Tell me or I'll kill you."
"I don't know what your talking-" Janson shot her, and saw the lights go out of Ava Paige's eyes. She fell to the ground and said nothing. Janson stood there, blood on his cheek from the murder he just commited.
A/N: Hi, I didn't write this with my partner again, but she will probably come back and edit this, and most likely add in more severe vocabulary. And probably add in more things to make the story lighten up a bit. I hope you enjoyed this as usual, and don't forget I'm not done with the story so keep updated! Also, please leave feedback to help me with the story or whether I should continue this, I don't want to waste my time writing things that people don't like.
GN/N: I EDITED IT YET AGAIN REEEEEEEEEEE I ALSO ADDED MORE LINES :3 I'M KINDA DEPRESSED ABOUT DA LADY DYING ;-;