Metrocity's eyes blinked slowly open. She was in a white room—blindingly white. But slowly the white began to dim down, and some things began to take shapes and other colors. Her head was pounding, her neck hurt, and her abdomen... Oh, her abdomen. Where was she? Where could she be?

A man dressed in white entered the room and smiled at her. Metrocity tried to sit up, but she was too dizzy, and all she could hear was the blood pounding through her ears. Who was this man? What was he here for? Why? He said something, but Metrocity didn't hear...didn't hear...didn't hear... Silence. Blackness. Nothing.

***Break***

Metrocity's eyes opened again, and it was the same blinding whiteness, but this time things came back to focus quicker. The man in white was there again, frowning, then smiling, and Metrocity tried to ask him what was going on. He shushed her, said something she couldn't hear again...

Then darkness.

***Break***

Metrocity's eyes flew open and she sat up in the bed, eyes wide with fright and surprise. There was someone in the room, someone who wasn't the man in white, a woman in white, blonde, with bright red lipstick.

"Who are you?" she asked, as if from far away, but all too loud. "Where am I? Who is the man in white? What are you going to do with me? Where—" The woman halted and looked at her, then out the door.

"She's awake!" the woman cried. "She's awake!"

"Where am—"

"Shhhhh," the woman hushed, walking over. "Just rest your voice..."

"But—" Suddenly Metrocity put her hands over her mouth as she coughed, and they came away covered in red, covered in blood. "What—?" she tried to ask, suddenly scared again. "Where are my—?" Her bare blue hands were all that was between her and the blood. Her gloves were gone, and her suit, and her...everything! Looking at her wrist, she realized her watch was gone, and her weapons!

"What are you doing?" Metrocity demanded as the woman in white approached her. "Don't hurt me, I'm not—"

"Why would I hurt you?" the woman in white asked, reaching behind Metrocity and handing her a wet wipe. Metrocity gave her a curious glance. "For your hands," the woman explained, and left the room as the man in white flew in, a slue of women in white following him, and Metrocity's eyes shut against the onslaught. Just like in shool. They were going to kill her with socialness! Then someone stabbed something into her arm, she cried out in pain, and again, the world faded.

***Break***

Metrocity blinked her eyes open, expecting to be bashed in the head and sent back to sleep. She shut them quickly, then reopened them, and before everything came into focus, strong arms were thrust around her.

"Metrocity!" a familiar voice cried. "You're awake! You're alive!" At first, Metrocity wasn't sure what to do. Bernard was hugging her? He was hugging her, not Aiyana? Why? Regardless of the questions whizzing through her head, Metrocity hugged him back, looking for any sort of comfort she could find in this strange, hostile environment.

"What happened?" she croaked when she regained her voice, now hoarse and dry. "Where am I?"

"You were shot!" Bernard told her, pulling back and looking her in the eye. "I went to your house to see if you were there, and Minion opened the door and screamed, and I eventually learned that you'd stormed out and no one knew where you were! I went looking all over the city, and when I finally found you, there was a guy yelling at you to give him your wallet, but you weren't paying attention. I tried to warn you, but you didn't hear me in time and—"

"You went looking for me?" Metrocity asked, hung up on that little tidbit. He had gone looking for her? "To put me in jail, you mean?"

"No, I just wanted to talk to you, and then I went after the guy and called the police and—" He had gone looking for her! Of his own free will, without any prompting or even to put her in jail, he had gone looking for Metrocity, the blue villainess with a thing for disintegration!

"So where am I?" she asked, looking around in fear and confusion.

"You're in the hospital."

She gave him a blank stare.

"The...Hos-pit-all?" Metrocity asked, looking around the room. "I had always pictured it like it was told in tailed fairies, with blood-spattered ceilings and gore running down the walls, the floor covered in excess body parts and—"

Bernard shuddered.

"What kind of a fairytale is that!"

"The kind told in the back of a holding cell—or before bed when one is a child. Didn't your father ever tell you tailed fairies of the hos-pit-all?" Bernard shook his head, giving her a queer look.

"My father didn't tell fairytales, and stories of the hospital don't usually count as one—you've never been to a hospital, have you?" Metrocity gave him a look in return.

"You don't go to a hospital when you spend half your life in prison."

"Even when you aren't in prison?"

"Supervillains aren't allowed in hos-pit-alls, Bernard," Metrocity told him matter-of-factly, with a hint of bitterness.

"Oh."

A pause.

"So why are you really here?"

"To make sure you're OK—"

"I believe that," she sarcasticated.

"—And to tell you I love you." Metrocity looked up with a start. He... He loved her? He really loved her? After all that had happened, after he knew who she was on the inside, he really still loved her?

"You—you do?" she asked, holding back tears. Bernard nodded, and she threw her arms around him as best she could from where she sat/lay. "I love you too," she whispered, and pulled back when she started coughing again. When she was finished, she smiled back up at Bernard, somewhat weakly.

"If I could, I'd turn over a new leaf, just for you," he told her, taking her blue hand in his white one.

"That's funny," she said, closing her eyes as sleep began to settle over her again. "I was just about to say the same thing..."

And her eyes slipped shut.

***Break***

"Bye Mom, bye Dad, see you next week!" Metrocity called, turning to wave her parents goodbye as two police officers handcuffed them and lead them inside the prison. Then she turned and flew off after Metro Boy (who had finally changed his name to the correct length and title) on her motorbike, laughing as they raced through the skies.

Back in prison, Roxanne smiled and turned to her mate. "Do you think she turned out alright?" Megamind nodded.

"I'm proud of her," he announced with a smile. "She's finally figured out The Game."

Author Comments:

Aww. I think it's kind of cute. Not as good as The Megabrood: Seven Minds, but it's OK. What do YOU think?

I think the theme songs for this fanfic are "See Who I Am," by Within Temptation and "Poison" by Groove Coverage. :)