Got the first two chapters finished, looking to post the third by the end of the week, then I'll start my bi-weekly schedule. Now please, enjoy!
Knock, knock, knock.
"Mrrrgg..." I pulled my blanket over my head. I had fallen asleep and wanted to stay that way. Especially after such a long bus ride.
Knock, knock, knock. It still persisted and was followed up by a 'Hallo?'.
I was sort of amazed to see the diverse team I was on. There was myself from Boston, Dell from somewhere in the South, a Scot, Frenchie, Russian, and now the voice outside my bedroom sounded German.
"Go away. I'm trying to sleep." I curled up and kept my eyes shut.
"Nein, I am here for your examination." It was the doctor.
"Ugh, can't we do this later?"
"Nein." I heard my door open.
I sat up, "Excuse me, don't just go barging on into here!"
He adjusted his glasses as he looked at me. The doc had trimmed black hair with a tuft hanging onto his forehead. His figure was donned by a white longsleeved, collared shirt covered with a cream sweater vest. His sleeves were rolled up and the top of a red tie was exposed by his collar.
"You were told zat you had an examination. You should not have fallen asleep." He spoke calmly and sternly.
"Yea well, a two hour ride on a hot and sweaty bus will do that to ya."
He jotted something down on the clipboard he was carrying and stuck out his hand, "I am Dr. Heinrich Geisen. Ze Medic of ze team. Und you must be Trisha McGadden?"
I shook his hand, "You guessed correctly."
"Now, I vill be doing a standard vital exam, followed by the administration of some Medizin to numb you, und finally a simple heart transplant."
"Sure, that'll be... Wait. Heart transplant?"
He looked at me strangely, "Ja, surely you know vat zat is."
"Well yea, but why do I need one?"
"Because. Ze heart you have now vill not be able to withstand ze pressure I am about to put on it. It vill most likely explode."
"Explode?! What kind of fucking doctor are you?!"
"A field medic. Und you vill be fine. I have done zis procedure plenty of times before."
"No. There is no way in hell I'm letting you touch me." I slowly backed away.
"Ja, you are. If you don't, zen I am going to have to mark you down as unfit to fight und you vill be sent home."
I grumbled then agreed to let him operate on me. I wasn't going back home. Not for awhile at least.
We walked down the hall and down a flight of stairs to the Medibay, as he called it. It looked like a standard operating room except there was an office in a separate room in the back and birds. There were birds in here!
"Aren't these birds kind of illegal to have in here?"
"Nein, zis is mein medibay, und my doves. I make the rules here."
"And no one else complains?"
"Nein. Most enjoy my little pets. Sit on ze table, bitte."
I did so as he took my vitals. According to him, everything seemed alright.
Next up was the medicine. He told me some fancy name. I didn't care what it was, as long as it knocked me out for the surgery.
I laid there as time passed but nothing happened. I didn't feel sleepy at all. I was fully awake.
"Hey doc, what's up? I don't feel anything."
"Vat do you mean?"
"I mean, shouldn't I be knocked out or something?"
He laughed, "Nein, mein Medizin won't knock you out."
"You mean..."
He finished my sentence, "You're going to be awake for zis."
I took a gulp. Awake? He was going to do a transplant while I was awake? This man was insane.
Medic gathered his tools and started working. It was odd, when he made an incision underneath my left breast, I felt nothing. It wasn't even like he was cutting into me. It wasn't even like he was yanking out my heart with his bare hands...
"What are you doing?!" I screamed at him as I heard my arteries and ventricles snap apart as he held up my heart squirting blood from it.
"Operating." He responded casually.
"Don't you have any regard for ethics?"
"Apparently not, zat is why I lost my medical license."
"You lost... I think I'm going to be sick..." I could feel my throat starting to regurgitate my midday meal.
"Es ist fine." He threw my heart in the trash and pulled out another one from his fridge.
I watched him stick a gauge in it and monitor the organ.
"Now to see if zis heart vill survive." A flip of a lever and a bright red beam emitted from a large solid hose bolted to the ceiling. The slowly surrounded the heart. Medic checked the gauge and hit a button. The beam became scarlet in color and made a loud cracking sound. A deep scarlet sheen then covered the heart and... Medic? His skin and clothes became the same scarlet color and his entire eyeballs became bright yellow. It lasted a few seconds until he checked the gauge again and shut off the machine.
"What was that?" I asked as he placed the new heart inside my chest cavity.
"An Übercharge. I vill let you experience it." He pointed the nozzle of the machine at my chest and activated it again. I watched in amazement as the incision he made magically healed up. It felt amazing, like a summer breeze washing all pain and numbness away. Then he hit the button. The same scarlet shell surrounded me. I felt... invincible, strong and unstoppable. Nothing could hurt me.
"Vat do you think?"
"It's just... wow. Nothing like I've ever felt before. How did you achieve this?"
He winked, "It is a secret."
Medic took my hand and helped me up off of his operating table. I heard his stomach growl and laughed.
"Oh, shush." He squeezed my hand.
I giggled and pulled away, "Ow, hey. Just shows you're hungry."
Medic grinned, "Would you like to join me then?" He checked the watch on his right arm. "It is pushing on five 'o clock."
Sweet. Food. I hadn't eaten since I was on the train for lunch. That was about a good six hours ago.
"Let me change out of this sweaty shirt and I'll meet you out in the parking lot."
Wasn't exactly sure how to end this. So if anyone has a better ending, please feel free to comment with your suggestion. Like I said above, third chapter should be up by the end of this week. And don't forget, if you've got a Steam account and are enjoying this, join my steam group to keep updated! Link is on my bio page.