The next thing I remember is the feeling of a soft pillow under my head and a warm blanket over my body. I was for sure in the hospital wing of the Helicarrier. I tried to move my hand but that ended up with an unbearable pain. A groan escaped my lips as shocks of pain spread through my arm and up to my shoulder.
"Hey, you're awake. I think you shouldn't move. Or at least I think that's what the doctor said." said a male voice next to me. It sounded like a concerned friend that has known me for a lifetime but I'm sure that the voice didn't sound familiar at all.
I opened my eyes slowly as to not hurt them with the white light that filled the room. The only thing they saw was white and then I realized I've been looking at the ceiling. Turning my head slowly I saw a man with blue eyes and blonde hair sitting right next to the bed I was laid on. He looked young. Around 25-27 probably but he wasn't like all other 27 year old boys. He looked...old-fashioned. His clothing talked about him and it said he was a young man from the 30s of 20th century. The man looked like he'd lived a lot but then again he had no experience with exhaustion pass out or the pain after it so he was still fresh and green. Immediately I thought of the only man whose biography matched each of these facts.
Steve Rogers AKA Captain America. The super soldier that cleared all of H.Y.D.R.A. and sent their followers to jail or killed them. 'So , Captain America is here in a hospital room that I'm the only one in. But why would he come? He cannot have entered the wrong room because he was sitting and seemed to be waiting. Therefore he cannot have been searching for something in the room. But there must be a reason he is here. I'm guessing it will not be easy to read that man and I'll just have to ask politely.'
''Why are you here?'' well, no need of being too polite, right?
He seemed a little bit taken aback and just a little concerned which startled me deeply at that time.
''I came to see if you're okay. I didn't want to...''
''Why would my well-being be any of your concern.''
''Well, first you saved half the crew's lives. I would feel guilty if you paid with your life for it. And second, you look like a nice person. Maybe if you stay we could be friends.'' He seemed to be unsure of his own words but I went with it as to not make myself look any more suspicious.
Before I could throw my next question at him the mechanical door slid open and a man who looked much older than Mr. Rogers walked in. He had slightly graying black hair and enthusiasm in his eyes.
''Well, you're finally awake. You've been out for two days now and we were worried that you will never open your eyes. '' the sparkles of interest and curiosity never left his eyes and I didn't know why.
''I'm the High warlock of Politis Doxas, I'm trained to go through worse. But I still don't know your name and sharing this information feels a bit too risky to me.'' I finished speaking my thoughts still not taking my eyes off him.
''Oh, how rude of me. I'm Doctor Bruce Banner but you can call me Bruce. And as I see you probably already know Steve Rogers?'' He asked nodding his head towards The Captain but not taking his eyes off of the folder in front of him.
''Almost.'' I murmured under my breath.
''So, as far as I know two days ago when the Helicarier was attached you saved 63 people with 72 different injuries and...''
''78'' I corrected. ''There were a few people eye diseases, congenital diseases and a man with Aneurysm that he didn't know about but he's completely healthy right now.'' Finishing my sentence I turned my gaze to the white wall in front of me.
'' ...Right. So how did you do it?''
''I already told you. I am the High warlock of Politis Doxas. I guess you have no information on what this is so I'd have to explain it all but I'd be unable to walk in 5he next few hours and taking me to your Director would be a pretty difficult task so as it seems maybe all of the team members should come here. That's only if you need the information now which you do but there's a case in the possible future that the city of New York doesn't get attacked by the next month so you could wait until the Last Stage of the Healing Process is over and we could talk .'' I usually speak quick but not as quick as that. The truth is I just wanted to get this mission over with and get back home so I could sleep through days and have the long vacation I deserved after years of working for our worlds.
The Doctor and The Soldier were looking at me with their mouths agape, wide eyes filled with confusion.
''How did you know about the Team...and the Director...and the… possible future?''Mr. Rogers asked.
''I know stuff .You'll get used to ...'' pain exploded in my body staring from my left leg.''...it.''
''Are you okay? '' the voice came from Mr. Banner but I couldn't see him with my eyes squeezed from the sudden pain.
'' Now that is what... I called the Last...Stage of the...Healing Process.'' I could hardly speak but having them looking at me without knowing what to do isn't the 'nicest' thing I could do. I continued speaking as I writhed in pain.'' Healing someone means ...taking their pains and troubles... away...But as always thing don't just... disappear like that...I take their pain to myself...Right now the Last Stage of the Process has...already started and will be finished only...when I heal fully.'' I needed to catch my breath. ''I've only tried healing 27 people at a time but this ...was a bit too impulsive of me. Now there it is all of the... pain I saved these people from.'' I hiss in agony as the remembrance of the stab wound in the back reappeared to have the glory of the tyrant one last time.'' And that's where the scepter goes. Of course what I'm going through...right now is only the remainder of the pain...but it still is torturous.'' My eyes were closed and I couldn't see what was going on in the room but when I opened them I was quiet surprised to see all of the Avengers standing scattered around the room looking at me with...Well, concern , fear , confusion and one of the even showed disgust. That was the red haired lady in the corner next to the door. I think she's just used to being the only female in the group but if she wants the life on the planet to go on she'd have to go with it for a while. I think her name was Natasha...Romanoff? I wasn't that sure then and it didn't really matter at that time. I squeezed my eyes shut again
''Is there anything we could do?'' I think it was Steve who said it.
''Well, a good night's sleep... would be okay. Except for that there's... nothing else you could do?'' I answered quietly.
''So that means we leave now. '' the Doctor replied as I nodded in response.
I heard the mechanical door open again and quite steps walking out. I forced myself to fall asleep as vertigo from the pain took over me.