Whatever Happened to JJ?
Chapter Three
Waking Up
Ping!
That was the first sound that was able to shove past the sedatives on the last day of my 'sleep'. The question was, had the sound come from inside of me or outside of me?
I heard footsteps. Voices. A door opened. A door shut. The footsteps came closer. The voices started up again. This time, I could make out the words. Their understanding made sense to me now.
"She should've woken up by now!" a doctor yelled. A male. Older. His voice was familiar. But from where?
"Patience is necessary for this kind of thing, Doctor. She will wake up when she is ready to wake up." This was another male, younger than the first one. I'd never heard his voice before. Then the first doctor began to yell again, screaming at the young doctor.
I pondered opening my eyes. I was sure I would be able to. But would I like what I would see?
"Wait," the younger doctor said, quieting the old doctor, "Her heart rate has picked up. We're detecting brain activity! She could wake up any moment! She could even be awake now!"
Suddenly I felt breath in my ear. Then yelling. "WAKE UP!!"
I opened my eyes.
I looked at him.
I recognized him.
"Ter Borcht."
He blinked back at me. Surprised.
"You need an Altoid."
He became red. Purple. A vein popped out. And another. He screamed. He came closer. He screamed more.
I didn't listen. I looked. I blinked. I yawned. I sat up. I was unaware of the harnesses holding me down, even as I tore through them and sat up anyways. The blanket covering my femininity fell and I pulled it up curtly. I looked to the young doctor's face with a blank expression.
"Good morning, JJ," the younger doctor beamed.
I cringed. "Ick."
The doctor looked puzzled. "What?"
"The name. JJ." I cringed again.
"What's wrong with that? When you were human you liked that as your name."
"I'm not human anymore." The words came out with no trace of questioning in them. I was only partially aware of how true that was at the time, but I still said it confidently. "Now, on that matter, tell me, Doctor…" I trailed off. I wanted a name.
"Keith. Richard Keith."
"Dr. Keith," I nodded, "Tell me. What have you done to me?" My voice was level as I said the words. It was a wonder that as I assessed the look of myself in the mirror directly across from me, how very human I looked. But I looked older, that was for certain. I was still recognizable as Jennifer Joy Bishop to anyone who had spent over a week's dosage of time with me, but there was something different about me. I felt older, for one, but also physical things. My body seemed to have stretched itself in the time that I'd been under. I was taller. My hair was shinier, prettier than it had been formerly. And finally, I felt more mature.
Dr. Keith took a long time to reply. When he did, I stared levelly at him the entire time. "We enhanced all of your senses: sight, smell, touch, taste, and hearing. Your bones are like that of steel and your fingernails are like that of nails. Your brain now functions thirty-two times quicker than before. You can process information quicker than even the most highly advanced geniuses. You can solve equations like 2354643423 divided by 234 quicker than a computer—"
"10062578.73076923076," I interrupted.
Dr. Keith was confused. "Excuse me?"
"That's what 2354643423 divided by 234 equals. Just proving your point." The old me would've been embarrassed that he didn't understand. The new me didn't care.
Dr. Keith looked pleased. "You see?! You're a wonderful piece of technology!"
"Continue your explanation."
"Oh. Right," Dr. Keith thought for a moment, regaining his thought process, "Right. Here we are. You have the physical body of a seventeen-year-old, but the mental capabilities of a thirty-year-old genius. You have the potential to evolve into so much more, having powers that can only be seen in Marvel comics and other…rare occurrences. We've estimated that you can run at speeds around 50 miles per hour. Your wings have a seventeen foot wing span—"
"Wings?" Surprise emanated from my voice. It was the first time my voice had shown any type of emotion.
"Yes," Dr. Keith explained simply.
I made to move my shoulder blades, but instead wings came off of my naked back. I gasped in wonder and glee. They were a rich chestnut color with lighter tan streaks on the underside. I pushed down hard, once. My body was lifted slightly off the hospital bed, then went back down. I used my shoulders to shake them and giggled softly.
"JJ?"
My attention immediately was snapped back to Dr. Keith. I glared at him, all traces of happiness diminished. "What?"
"You need a name," he said.
I thought, but my brain came up with a name in mere seconds. "Independence," I reply, "Indie. For short."
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Yeah, so basically, I updated. Happy? I hope so.
I saw WALL-E. It was friggin amazing. Good message. The most serious animated movie I've ever seen in my life. WALL-E was adorable. So was Eve.
Eve and WALL-E sitting in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
First comes love!
Then comes marriage!
Then comes the robot in the electro-carriage!
Hehe! I also went on my first drive today…I drove on the freeway…and in the city…and in really sharp turns. It was FREAKISH. Myeah.
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