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Chapter; 6 In and out

"-llo? Hello? You okay kid?" Six's face looked down at him. The assassin looked the slightest bit worried but at the same time he still maintained his stoic expression. "That was quite the trick you pulled off." (I would say here, that he looked the slightest bit worried yet over all still maintained his stoic expression. Just my thought, don't have to use.)

"Unghhh." Oliver coughed and felt himself drifting off again. He fought it but he just felt too weak and began to succumb again.
"Hold on there, buddy." Onier said. "We're gonna get you to th-"

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"He's awake again!" Oliver heard Amyna yell. "What do I do? Is he okay?"

Oliver coughed and tried to get off the bed he was on but his hand burned once he pressed down on it. The pain sent a shock through his body and he started to drift off into the darkness. "Not again..."

"Oliver? Oliver? Oliver, are you-"

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A bright light shined directly into Oliver's eyes as he came around. He heard someone talking to him. But he couldn't make out the words. He felt like he was hearing through water.

"-ssible amnesia. It maybe a concussion." A feminine voice said. "What happened to the poor kid? (His hand has at least second degree burns on his hand too!" This did not make sense to me, sorry.)

"Relax, it wasn't us." Oliver thought that was Six. "How long until he regains conciseness again?"

Oliver tried to speak but all he managed was another cough before losing conscience again...

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When Oliver came around again, he felt better, significantly so. He sat up, instantly feeling queasy at the motion. "Maybe not up to full strength yet" Oliver thought to himself. He also noted that his right hand, the one that he had shot the lightning with, was bandaged and his jacket was gone. And he appeared to be in a lab. Oliver was rather wary of labs after his past experiences in them. Using his bandaged right hand he felt around his neck for the flash drive. When he felt its absence, he started to feel on edge. That meant that someone had taken it. He swung his legs onto the edge of his bed despite its consequences, bent on finding the necklace. But before he could stand, a woman came through the lab's doorway.

She wore a grey vest over an orange cardigan and matching grey pants. Her black hair was in a bun and her green eyes seemed to sparkle. Oliver also noticed that she had a Providence issued pistol in a hip holster. She frowned at Oliver and gently but firmly pushed him back onto the bed.

"Oh, no you don't," She said. "You are injured and staying there to recover. No ifs, ands or buts about it. Fortunately, you don't have a concussion like I first suspected and you recovered from your wounds and burns amazingly fast. Most likely due to your E.V.O abilities but you are staying here until you're fully healthy again. No complaints."

"Whaaa?" Oliver tried to summon a flame to use as a weapon but only managed a small spark. His second try yielded the same result. Waking up in a strange place with some lady telling him what to do made him paranoid and now he was weaponless...

"Relax, Oliver. I'm just helping you. You're biometrics were bombed and you fainted, from what I've heard, probably from the lightning trick. They're still not to a normal level yet. You'll be recovering for a while before you're at full strength again. Bedsides, your friends warned me about some of your powers. By the way, I'm Doctor Holiday."

"Same person from the transmission." Oliver thought and managed a weak laugh. "What's up, Doc?"

She laughed. "Also your jacket, shoes and that necklace of yours are on the chair over there." She motioned to the chair next to his bed. Oliver sighed with relief. Then realized, "how's Amyna? Is Onier okay?"

"They're fine. The girl, Amyna, was just fine. Onier carried her to the mobile command base. As soon as they got here I gave her a check up and she was fine. The other kid, Onier looked unscathed and his check-up confirmed it." Holiday wrote something down on her clipboard and checked the lab's computer. "You, on the other hand, had to be carried in by Six. You've been blinking in and out of consciences since then. Luckily, if you remember your friends you probably don't have amnesia. I'll have to run some more tests later to make sure though."

Oliver unconscionably shuddered. Losing his memories once had been enough. Oliver quickly pushed the memories away before he had a flashback. Even though they were under control, if he had one now that wouldn't bode well for his chances of making friends or allies.

Holiday noticed his sudden tension. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." Oliver took a deep breath. Then he remembered something, "Sorry 'bout stealing those nanites. We were trying to get rations not those nanites. It was hard to find anything edible in the forest we were based in so we...er...borrowed rations from Providence. They didn't miss 'em. Honest!"

"It's okay. The experiment will still work, assuming the nanites didn't go off. Anyway, I'll be back in a second, I've have to go record these readings." She started to walk out of the doorway but turned to give her patient a stern look. " Once you're a little healthier your friends can come in to visit. Until then, you need to get some rest. And that's an order."

Oliver sighed and complied. Hopefully he'd get to see his friends soon. The teen felt like he was spending more time sleeping or knocked out than conciseness. It frustrated him. But nonetheless, he settled into a comfy position and tried to get some sleep. His bed was pretty snug and soon he started to doze off.

*Author's note; Welcome to the resistance, eh? Once agin thanks for reading! And extremely thankful to those who have taken time to review, follow or favorite. I appreciate it. And thanks to my amazing Beta-readers!As always, feel free to tell me likes, dislikes, suggestions or complaints.