Uno waking up

<i>Uno was still drifting in the blackness. Unable to fully rouse herself from the dark resses of her mind. But each time she was able to bring herself back up to the surface her regeration kicked in. Though it was in small spurts. Her body would slowly start to look better. But just barely. She was left alone with her thoughts and memories. When she was awake or in her normal state she was able to repress the nightmares that wanted to bubble forth from her ordeal when she was in the clutches of the people that took the subjects. While she slept one could tell she was having a bad dream of sorts as her face contorted and frowned. Twitching every so often from what she was seeing. What was going through her mind while she slept she was back in that room... the treatments they gave her... subjecting her to every form of energy imaginable. Her screams filling the air and echoing off the walls. The horrors (c)

<i>in what was done to her always presant. So many days of loneliness flashing through her mind. Each day the energy she was subjected to was cranked up more and more. So many years she screamed and cried for help with no one to come and save her. How could these people do this to a little girl? How could they be so heartless that they would torture just go get some final end result? So much pain she had to endure till finally she didn't feel it anymore. Everything was numb. Everything just didn't matter anymore. She cried silent tears until even those stopped. She just waited each day for them to come and do their experiments and leave. It became a never ending cycle of the routine. She didn't want to see this again... she didn't want to relive it but she didn't have a choice. It was a never ending nightmare that she couldn't pull herself from the consuming darkness to the waking world. (c)

<i>Each day replayed in her mind and on the outside she started to whimper. The firs time she showed weakness in all the time she was alone. She wasn't aware that Zero was there, and hadn't even realized anything that had traspired since subcoming to the exhaustion. It was slow going but as her mind snapped on the last day where they bombarded her small frame with so much energy to test her abilities, once she showed signs of accepting the experiments, the explosion that followed soon after, that almost destroyed the facility, though they were happy as clowns when she accomplished this. Soon after Uno was let go out into the world without another thought. Why did they do this? Even after all these years she still didn't understand. It was like watching a bad movie and once it was ended she finally it was like that was the begining of her ability to come back to the waking world. Slowly she (c)

<i>would start to stablize and her regeration started to kick in. Though it would be several hours if not days before she was back to normal. Clawing her way up and out she would finally stir. Her hand flexing, the one Zero had been holding. Small digits curling around his own larger ones giving a weak squeeze. The dredge upwards pulling her toward the light and she would finally sit up straight in the bed with a loud gasp. She was groggy and her vision very blurry. The thought process of her was very slow. Aching and hurting... why was she hurting? Duel toned orbs glanced around, not immediately regerstering Zero nor the face she was gripping his hand.. for the time being at least. Gaze casting downwards at herself and that is when she saw the state she was in after her vision finally came back into focus. She was burned and scared, her mouth felt really dry and when she tried to move it was like she (c)

<i>was sitting in a too tight body suit. A low groan escaping and that is when she realized that something was in her hand. Turning her head and looking down seeing the larger appendage. Chin tilting up as she followed it to the source only to see the arm was attached to none other than the mute. That made her pause. From what she had seen so far he wasn't one to show any kind of empathy. Though the longer she stared at him the more she realized... he had a collar... and... a wire... Blink... blink... her mind couldn't register this and was confused. he didn't have those when she had left. The stuffed bunny laid at her side, her free hand coming up to rub along the bridge of her nose trying to clear the jumbled mess that was her thoughs into some type of clarity. What the hell happened? She didn't even know how long she had been out. Every little movement she made warrented another groan or painfilled (c)

<i>moan. Her regeneration was finally showing itself. Though it was nowhere near the level of the silver haired male, but it was still working. The minor cuts and bruises were gone, and she seemed to have more color to her skin, not the almost pale dead look she had held through the whole ordeal. She needed energy but knew if she got too much right now that would not be a good thing. Needed to slowly soak it up and collect to help speed up her healing process. Turning so she wouldn't get a crick in any place... didn't really want any more aches and pains then she felt now, fingers gaze Zero's hand a squeeze to get his attention if she didn't have it already before pulling the hand back and from his grasp. Canting her head to the side she let her lips part to try and speak but nothing came out. Her throat was so dry that it was a chore to just say one word. Working what little saliva she had around in her (c)

<i>mouth, which wasn't really much, trying to coat and get some form of wetness to help with the workings of her throat and orifice. It took a moment but she finally got a word out. It was just a name but it was something! "Ze...ro." The crumson and sapphire irises resting on his features. Had he stayed with her the whole time? Again trying to form more than one word and she just gave up. Bringing her hand up to her lips showing him that she wished for a drink of something. She needed it. She was just so parched that her throat felt like sandpaper. Laying back against the pillows of the bed, she now just realized what she was laying on. A hospital bed? Was she in... head quickly turning back and forth taking in the room... no, it looked like they were still in the military base. So how did the almost brand new looking equipment get here and who put the I.V. in her arm. She frowned a bit and let out a (c)

<i>strangled sigh. Coughing then the dryness making her lungs feel like lead or filled with grainuals of dirt or sand with how heavy they felt and how labored it was to actually take in a breath. She was on the mend but it was a tad bit slow. And not wanting to take and absorbe any energy right now in the weaken state to help stimulate and quicken the process she was stuck for a couple more days. Looking to Zero again she was able to get out somewhat of a sentance... hoping to catch him before he got the drink she requested. "H-how long... was I out?" Not knowing if he could answer that correctly or not, the small femme was still worn out. Though now as she continued to stare at the silver haired mute... that wire... just bugged her. What in the holy fuck did he do while she was gone? She frowned and just sighed. Not the time or place for that right now. She couldn't even speak let alone convay her aggrivation (c)

<i>any choice or whatever it was he did to get such a device on him. Now she understand how he felt. Unable to actually voice something you really wish to. Kinda gave her some new found respect for the male. Just a little. Sighing again and turning her head away. When she could talk however... that will be a different storry. She didn't care if he had to do sign language, chrades, pictonary, hell he could flap his arms like a ducks if it means she would get some answers. But for now she just laid there waiting to see if Zero would get the requested drink or not. She was kinda stuck in the bed for a while longer. Well that or until she was able to absorbe some energy for a booster.