A/N: So here is the second chapter to "Days in the Hospital" and hopefully we get to find out what happens next. Damn I never really thought this story would become liked! Holy shit! But yeah sorry about the late absence cuz life wanted to be a douche and dump a whole lotta bullshit onto my plate. Oh well. Oh I will continue the story as well. If you have any suggestions plz feel free to pm me and if they fit with the story I will incorporate it. No promises though.
Same Disclaimer as the first in Chapter one.
Rising from Death's Light Slumber
Wondering through the void. Silently. Without a voice. The cold wraps it pale fingers around his body. The warmth has drifted off, floating to the farthest lands and deep into the void. The spring of his life has turned into the winter. In the gutter of his youth, He cannot with stand the ice coiling around him. All is gone and bleak but did not yet begin. His pale companion urging him to follow yet he did not wish to go. Outside the moon is dim letting out a grief full sigh for the one now passing on. With sad filled eyes he begged to any who would listen to his silent screams for help. Not one heard his cry till a soft light filled the void. A phantom voice whispered into his ear, telling him to not follow the pale. Both the whisper and the pale began to raise their voices trying to influence Jack. Looking down into the nothingness he had stared, searching even, for the answer he wanted to give. After getting to a level he could no longer tolerate he finally found his voice; "I Want to LIVE!" cried out Jack. So it was that the young Darby was given his second chance, but what awaited when he awoke was nothing more than a mystery.
Bleach. Chlorine. Sanitizers of different creeds and shapes filled the young boy's nose once more like it had been when he first awoke. The sounds of beeping and humming filled his ears while the softness of a warm blanket kept his body away from the frosty hands that had held him for what seemed an eternity. His throat dry and his eyes heavy from the slumber he endured fought to open fully so that he may see the world once more. Willing all he could to move, the young Darby gripped the railing of his bed and proceeded to lift himself like an ancient locked away for many eons. The shackles of dormancy were off and the fire of wakefulness filled his heart with desire to move. Lifting his arms up to see them, they protested and groaned, shaking like a fragile leaf at the mercy of the icy winter's bitter frost. Rise. Rise. Rise! RISE! RISE SON OF MAN! RISE! Was all he could hear thundering within the confines of his mind he did exactly that. Yanking off the tubes and connections that impaled his skin and stuck to it he rose like a mighty dragon coming forth from the fires of the volcano it slept in.
Shaking like an earthquake his legs did, but with the Cesar's wrath and the force of a thunderbolt that pierced the heavens and made Mount Sinai quake! he stood strong. If this is what a force of nature felt like after a long slumber then let it be written! Let it be done! As above meets great below he walked. Towards the light that guided him he walked. Each step he took felt like knives cutting his feet urging him to return to the bed that had held him for so long. Pushing through. Pushing strong. Never did he waver nor did his legs that held up a fallen soul. Marching to the gate that held him captive within this cell he reached for the handle that held his freedom to the outside. Breathing heavily, he knew what must be done, he turned the handle that felt stronger than him with all his might. Pulling with the last of his reserves he was able to open the gate. Freedom! The fires of the forge that rested within him burned with all its might creating the will to press on.
"OH MY! What are you doing young man!? You're supposed to be resting now! Quickly! NURSE! I NEED A NURSE!" A doctor who was passing by noticed Jack wobbling out of his room and quickly called for help. Rushing to help Jack Jack had pushed the doctor away and continued his trek to only the gods above knew where his feet wished to take him. Push ever forward never surrender rang through his mind. A nurse appeared to assist the doctor but was meet with the same results and the one before him. Yet like the young boy they too did not surrender nor give in. Grabbing him forcefully they tried to take him back into the room only they still faced resistance like a mad bull trying to shake off the rider on a rodeo. They took him back to the room and strapped him down to the bed while at the same time injecting him with sedatives. It took a long time to finally get him under but it was a fight they would never forget. Whatever filled him with want to get out of the room proved to be a challenge. Darkness returned to him as did sleep.
It would be no more than an hour before June finally arrived to the hospital after being notified by the other nurses at work about her son waking up. Miko and Raf were with her and agreed to go visit Jack. "I hope he's alright" June prayed as she entered the room her son remained in. Quickly they ran towards Jack's side and checked up on him. His face calm and serene, looked as if he had never awoken. The sound of a church bell and the sound of rain filled the room along with the beeps of the monitors beside the resting boy. "Is he going to be Alright June?" Asked Miko as she looked towards June. Raf silently asked as well as he looked towards her hoping that the answer would be of reassurance. "Yes he will. He's gonna make it through" June said more for herself than giving the two kids and answer.
Eerie Cybertronian whispers in a Gregorian chant form echoed in his ears and mind. The sounds of slow rhythmic drums and a strange string instrument following the rhythm floated alongside the whispers. Following suit was the sound of rain and a bell ringing in a slow dark tone. The whispers he could not decipher but could easily know that it was for him. They chanted for his rising once more. This he knew, must not fail. Willing himself once more to no longer be on his knees begging for mercy at death's feet pleading for release, he summoned up the force that had once launched him to the living plane. As this was happening, June sat next to her son (as did Miko and Raf) and prayed for his return. Still filled with worry from not only her son awakening but also when she would have to tell Jack that she was bearing his child. Reaching out for his hand, June placed her hand over her son's and began to circle her thumb over the back of his hand. "Don't worry Ms. Darby. Jacks' gonna pull through and we'll have your son back with us in no time. You'll see" Raf said with hope filled eyes and a bright smile. This was infecting and so also served to reassure her as well. Miko also gave her a hopefull smile and so the best thing to do was wait.
As he slowly awakened from slumber, Jack opened his eyes a bit so that he may examine where he was. He saw that his mother was asleep, laying her head next to his hip. Slowly turning his head he had seen Miko playing on her phone while Raf was curled up in a ball sleeping. Inhaling a bit so that he may gather up the strength he needed to accomplish his next task. Feeling as though he had ships prepared with weapons and shields preparing for a mighty campaign, he mustered himself to rise like a serpent from the sea. Muscles crying in protest, mind like a foggy ravine, eyes clouded like the misty moors, yet will harder than steel! He pulled himself up and sat up only to groan in pain. "Jack! Whoa! Watch it and take it easy. You really need to rest and relax. It's been like three and a half months since you fell into a comma. That attack from those nasty insecticons left you down for the count" Miko said as she saw Jack get up with haste, but unknown to her Jack was not really paying attention to her. Within his mind Jack was lost in the space between reality and the unknown. Finally taking note of the blank face with emotionless eyes she continued to study him asking him repeatedly if he was okay but getting nothing in return. Miko walked up to him, hoping to get a response, she touched his face and gasped loudly at how cold he was. Mesmerized by this revelation she failed to notice a frozen hand move up to her that was soon followed by a low whispering hiss in a language not heard of on earth. The room fell to subzero temperatures and a death grip was locked onto Miko's wrist. "Jack! Let go of me! LET GO!" Miko screamed in plea but fell silent on deaf ears. "Careful young one. For what I have to say is something that has been silent for many a millennia. Listen to what I must say lest it fall onto deaf ears once more. Ease yourself and I will reveal my message" Jack said in Cybertronian but still tried to break the strong grasp that held tightly onto her. This was not going to be an easy discussion.
A/N: took me a while to write this but I don't really like the ending to it. I was going to originally end it off here but you guys liked it so I decided to turn it into a multichapter story one with a plot (hopefully) and we'll see from there. I am still going to continue working on the Teen Titans story I posted first and some more secret Saturdays stories.