The Loss of Life
The week was almost over, and N's stitches had just been removed. He just had to wait until tomorrow to leave... Easier said than done. Due to his past and bad reputation, N didn't like staying in towns for more than a night at a time. If the staff at the Pokecenter found out who he was, he would be either avoided like the plague, or swarmed by cops and the media. Neither of these conditions seemed pleasant to N.
He got up and sat on the side of his bed. Sighing, he hung his head and stared blankly down at his feet. He just wanted to leave, unfortunately he couldn't until he recovered. With another sigh he laid down and closed his eyes. After a minute of just lying still, he opened his eyes blinked at the white ceiling.
'White? ...Last I checked the ceiling was gray... Wait, why is the bed so...Cold, and hard?' That's when it hit him, his wish has been granted: he's not in the hospital anymore. Although he was in the place he never wanted to see again; The empty white room.
He chocked on his own breath for a second, almost screaming. He sat up quickly and held his head in his hands. "Again?" He sighed, removing his head from his hands and standing up, almost losing his balance. Something was different about the room this time. At first he couldn't place it. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and began pacing in a small circle in the center of the room, stopping abruptly when he realized the difference.
'There's no beeping...' He started to think. "Just one constant noise!" He finished the sentence aloud.
He sat down waiting to wake up like last time, but after ten minutes it became clear, he wasn't going to get out by waiting, he needed to take action. But... How? There was no window to jump out of, no door to open, and not even a vent to crawl through. So far as he could tell.
N jumped as another sound filled his mind, voices. "Who's there?" He yelled into the room, and immediately regretted it as his voice echoed of the walls and rung in his ears. He slammed his hands over his ears and cringed. A voice came out of the abyss followed by another.
"It's to late." The first voice was low and it was obviously the voice of a man.
"No, it's not! We can't give up on him! How could you just stand by and watch someone's life leave them?" The second voice was light and kind. It was the voice of a young woman.
"Easy! Don't you know who this man is?" He retorted.
"What's going on h-" N was cut off by the girl shouting back at the man.
"It doesn't matter who he is! We can't just sit here and let him die! If you won't do anything to help him, I will!" Her light and kind voice was replaced with a strong willed and determined one.
N's face displayed a quizzical look as he leaned back and stared at the ceiling again. "What on earth is going on here?" He whispered under his breath.
With out a warning, N's chest filled with pain. Unable to move or even breath. It wasn't the same as the poison, this felt almost like an electrical shock. After the pain had left he clinched his fists by his sides and closed his eyes tightly.
He sneered, closing his eyes, and tried to sit up, only to be stopped by a second 'shock'. He lost his breath once again and his eyes opened in shock, luckily the gray ceiling of the hospital was the first thing he saw. His breathing was heavy, as he blinked up at the nurse standing over him with two paddles in her hands.
"Oh thank goodness!" She exclaimed setting down the paddles. "You're alive!" She screamed shaking him by his shoulders. As some of her hair fell into her face hiding the shear joy that filled her features.
The man standing by the door just scoffed. "He's alive now, but he won't be for long, if you keep shaking him like that, Abbie." With a sigh and a shake of the head, he exited the room.
"Oh!" She exclaimed, removing her hands and letting N fall back onto the bed. She tucked some stray hair behind her ear, continuing her excited ranting.
He groaned and set a hand on his left shoulder. "What happened?" N asked looking up at her with a trace of confusion in his voice.
"I'm so glad you're okay, mister N! I was so worried, I thought you weren't going to make it for a bit there!" She ranted, jumping up and down by his bed, not hearing him at all.
"Yeah... Thanks for the help." He sighed shaking his head. He stopped and his head shot up. "Wait, 'Mister... N'?"
"Oh, Mister N! I wasn't listen what did you say?"
"How did you find out who I was?"
"You, mister N? Why, your not that hard to recognize. After all, you're only the most hated person in Unova!" Abbie cheered, spreading her arms to gesture how despised he truly was.
"Gee, thanks." He said sarcastically. 'That bad, huh?'
"Oh, don't be silly, mister N! Your welcome!" The Young nurse Joy cheered, waving a dismissive hand at him, with her other hand resting on her hip.
N, raised an eyebrow at the nurse, as if asking, 'Your crazy, aren't you?'. A taller nurse, ran in looked at N then smiled and grabbed the younger nurse Joy by the shoulders.
"Good job, sis! You just saved one of our patient's life! Maybe your not as immature as everyone says you are, Abbie."
Before anything else could be said, yet another nurse came in the room. This one was in between the other two's heights, and had glasses with dark blue rims. She sighed, rubbing her temples. "No, she's still immature, Amie. She didn't even answer his question." She walked over to the heart monitor and pointed to the screen. "You flat lined, sir. The closest nurse was her, thus it was her responsibility. We're glad your alright, sir."
"We'll have to keep you here a little longer for observation. Just to make sure your alright." The taller nurse chimed in.
"Yep! Just to make sure!" The shortest nurse piped up again. She clasped her hands together in front of her chest. "If anything like this were to happen again, you'd be in danger if no one was there to help you, so your just going to have to stay here for a bit. Sorry!" She stated, the smile on her face wide as could be.
"...And you smile while saying all this, because?" The nurse Joy by the heart monitor sighed and adjusted her glasses. "I'll never understand how that smile of yours never seems to falter." She turned back to, N, giving a small smile. "Please, do try to be patient. We'll have you out of here as soon as possible, sir." She looked down with a bit of grief in her eyes. "It would be best for all of us." She mumbled under her breath, so no one would hear. She lifted her head with a small smile. "Thank you, for your understanding, sir."
The tallest nurse, who N guessed was Amie, smiled a bit. Although, to N, it seemed forced. "Right. Angie, Abbie, may I have a word with you outside?" She clinched her teeth and turned to exit the room, leaving N behind with the two other nurses.
"R-Right, a word..." She said 'word' rather uneasy. "Sorry, mister N! I got to go!" Abbie yelled waving an arm high up.
With a shallow bow, Angie, left the room with a rushed pace, pushing Abbie by the back along.
'Strange...' N thought.
"Abbie!" Amie, screamed down at her younger sister.
Abbie, shrieked and cringed, putting her arms in front of her face.
"Amie, stop it. All she did was save a patient, which is her job after all. You know your not going to win this argument. Neither of you are." Angie, looked down at Abbie, who was still cringing some, and then up to Amie. "I still can't believe that you are younger than me, Amie." Angie looked down and shook her head.
"Yeah, but sis! She could've killed him, or herself!" Amie, waved her arms in the air, franticly.
"There is no way we would have made it in time. Abbie, you did the right thing," Angie, adjusted her glasses and smiled. "just be careful, your still a nurse in training."
"Sis!" Amie, fretted. "She could've killed someone! Killed!"
"Leave her be. What's done is done. Abbie, next time ask for assistance immediately."
"Ha! I knew I didn't mess up! You loose the bet! Pay up!" Abbie, jumped up and down pointing at her older sister.
A small laugh escaped Angie's lips as Amie begrudgingly reached into her pocket and handed her younger sister the fifty Pokedollars. Abbie grinned wildly and tossed it up and down in her hand. "I win!" She exclaimed jumping up and fist pumping to the air. "I win!" She bragged.
"Okay, okay. That's enough, Abbie. Get back to work." Angie's smile still lingered on her face as she pushed her two younger sisters down the hall. 'So much energy, so little time.'