Chapter 257: Reach Out For The Truth (1/2)

'Wake up…'

'Wake up…'

'Wake up…'

That same odd voice had been ringing in his head for a very long time, yet he had only just realized it in his hazy, blank mind…

”H-huh…”

Moby mumbled to himself, as he slowly regained control of his own body that still felt extremely numb, trying to twitch his fingers.

He slowly tried to open his eyes, which was a harder task than he had first anticipated, failing the first time as it felt like the weight of the world was sitting right on his eyelids.

Finally, after the room came into view, the first light he had seen in a long time entered his eyes, revealing a white blurry mess that after using all the energy in his body to rub his eyes, discerned as a tiled ceiling that he could not recognize.

”W-where am I…”

He mumbled as he found himself in an unfamiliar place before suddenly, a massive pain hit him in his head, returning all of his hazy memories.

His body instantly began hyperventilating, shaking in panic as the sudden realization of something struck him in the head.

'Have I been captured by the enemy!? Where am I!?'

He thought, forcing his body to sit up and examine his surroundings.

He found himself sat on a soft, white bed in what seemed like a hospital room, various machines connected to his head and tools on shelves, tables and white for everything that was in his vision.

Yet, that information did not serve him well as he sat up straight and tried to contact his family.

'Can you guys hear me?! Jayden! Abby! Nags! Alex… Alex… FUCK! I'M SUCH A WEAK, BRAINDEAD FAILURE!'

Yet, despite his cries, no one answered… An odd pain striking and stabbing straight through his heart especially remembering the sight of Alex's death…

For some odd, seemingly inexplicable reason, it was as if it was the worst pain he had ever felt in his life…

Now, the memory of that pain resurfaced along with another pain right after. There were only 2 reasons why he couldn't contact them, either there was an anti-communication crystal in the room or they were also all dead which was a reality he did not even want to imagine.

He needed to find answers for himself, and to do that he needed to move.

Yet, no matter how hard he tried, moving his body seemed almost completely impossible, despite knowing for a fact that his injuries had all been completely healed.

”Huh?”

Suddenly, in his futile attempt to get out of bed, he felt something heavy yet rather small that he nudged with his knee.

As he focused his attention on where that hard thing was, he noticed that it was not a thing at all, but a small white-haired girl, her mouth covered by her clothes, sitting on his lap almost completely camouflaging with the environment.

Slowly she lifted her head, yawning, rubbing her eyes as he stretched.

However, that tired, casual demeanour stopped as soon as her eyes landed on Moby's panicked, heavily breathing visage as tears began running down her face.

”B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-big brother… YOU'RE ALIVE!”

Like a white tiger, she immediately pounced on Moby, hugging him with all her might which gave him several feelings.

Other than the pain of her crushing him and his clothes getting soaked with tears, he felt odd comfort and rage welling up inside him.

Comfort from knowing that he was on earth, not captured, that along with seeing a familiar face that seemed to care about him, a person that even went as far as to save his life. Yet, he could not shake off the feeling of hatred, like he wanted to kill her on the spot, crush her tiny skull for what she had done, it was all her fault that Abby was captured and that led to so much pain and anguish, including the death of both Alex and Jason…

'Jason? Why the fuck am I thinking about Jason?' A part of him thought in confusion, as he tried to suppress his dark side, for now, trying to calm himself down and look for answers, finding a hint of ease in looking at her caring, crying figure.

”Where am I… What happened…”

”S-sorry for hugging you all of a sudden… Big brother has been unconscious for over 2 days now and the nurse said that there was a high chance that you would never wake up... I'm so happy your alive... So, so, so, so, so, happy... I love my big brother... I owe you my life… You're my hero... I was so, so, worried…”

Moby's eyes grew wide hearing her words as many things began running through his mind.