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After a deep, long slumber that felt like an eternity, Zachary winches from where he laid, his face scrunches up uncomfortably as the light disturbed his sleep and slowly brought him back to consciousness. A sharp pain was sent from his head and all the way down his spine. "Ow..." He whines as he finally manages to open his eyes. Though his vision is still a bit blurry and his head throbs like it was smashed against a rock, Zachary can see someone sitting by his side, probably having watched over him sleeping.
"Mia?" Zachary's vision eventually clears up and that person is no one other than his bestie. In an instance, a sense of relief washes all over him, and all the pain he is suffering feels as if they have lifted up. "Thank goodness you're okay." He smiled to her. All of his friends and fellow descendants are equally important to him, but Mia is one of the very few that had been travelling with him through great lengths ever since they are still kicking up troubles in Xavier's. If anything happens to her, he'll probably be devastated to the point that he may not be able to recognize himself ever again.
It was not until now that Zachary realizes that this is not his penthouse, but the infirmary center of the Academy, by the obnoxious medical smell, and the eerie white setting. He is not very comfortable being confined to a hospital since he was young. He had been changed out of the suit that he wore to the gala, which probably have been badly damaged by now and that's a bummer because it was his favorite one, he is wearing a pair of hospital pants of sorts and his bare torso is covered with bandages. Now that it has all come back to him that he was beaten up pretty badly, unlike Mia who is perfectly fine with her indestructible physiques and healing propriety. With his rigorous training since younger Zachary can certainly take quite a beating, but without his power he is as good as any normal people out there.
"It seemed like I almost ended up in a body bag, huh?" He jested as he tried to sit up. It took quite an effort and was quite agonizing, considering all the injuries that he had taken.
"Mr. Drake, please refrain from moving around too much." A nurse who is passing by notices him and approaches him, "You stood too close to the explosion and quite a few of your bones have been fractured. Please take care."
"Well you don't have to worry." Zachary smiles to her and assures, "A few broken bones are really nothing. I once suffered much worse." He really meant what he said. As long as he can enter his ice form and there is enough moisture around then even if his body was cut in half, he is confident that he can regrow it as fast as Wren Wilson, let alone some fractured skeletal parts. The nurse seems to believe his words and walks away, leaving him and Mia be.
Gazing around the infirmary, he sees only a few more than half of the descendants who attended the gala, most of whom are yet to come to their senses. "That's right, some of them were taken away by the Hydra goons." He sighed, as he checked up in his mind who were unfortunately kidnapped. It was unthinkable that even the likes of Wren, Ulrich and Caitria, those who are by no means easy to even lay a finger on under normal circumstances, could not even put up a fight. And Frankie too is gone, which visibly saddens Zachary.
"I hope they're still okay by now." Knowing the Hydra, it is absolutely dreadful just to think of whatever horrible treatments they've got cooking for those who were captured. "At least it seemed that we didn't lose anyone. One good thing out of this mess, at least." He tried to force a smile to reassure Mia. "I wonder if they are still within the States, and near somewhere with water..." He quietly ponders. If the odds are still with them at least that much, Zachary can hope to locate his friends without taking too much time. But all they can do for now is to wait for the rest of the victims to come around and sees if the mentors have any orders to make. And pray that there are no more Hydra lurking around.
"Mia?" Zachary's vision eventually clears up and that person is no one other than his bestie. In an instance, a sense of relief washes all over him, and all the pain he is suffering feels as if they have lifted up. "Thank goodness you're okay." He smiled to her. All of his friends and fellow descendants are equally important to him, but Mia is one of the very few that had been travelling with him through great lengths ever since they are still kicking up troubles in Xavier's. If anything happens to her, he'll probably be devastated to the point that he may not be able to recognize himself ever again.
It was not until now that Zachary realizes that this is not his penthouse, but the infirmary center of the Academy, by the obnoxious medical smell, and the eerie white setting. He is not very comfortable being confined to a hospital since he was young. He had been changed out of the suit that he wore to the gala, which probably have been badly damaged by now and that's a bummer because it was his favorite one, he is wearing a pair of hospital pants of sorts and his bare torso is covered with bandages. Now that it has all come back to him that he was beaten up pretty badly, unlike Mia who is perfectly fine with her indestructible physiques and healing propriety. With his rigorous training since younger Zachary can certainly take quite a beating, but without his power he is as good as any normal people out there.
"It seemed like I almost ended up in a body bag, huh?" He jested as he tried to sit up. It took quite an effort and was quite agonizing, considering all the injuries that he had taken.
"Mr. Drake, please refrain from moving around too much." A nurse who is passing by notices him and approaches him, "You stood too close to the explosion and quite a few of your bones have been fractured. Please take care."
"Well you don't have to worry." Zachary smiles to her and assures, "A few broken bones are really nothing. I once suffered much worse." He really meant what he said. As long as he can enter his ice form and there is enough moisture around then even if his body was cut in half, he is confident that he can regrow it as fast as Wren Wilson, let alone some fractured skeletal parts. The nurse seems to believe his words and walks away, leaving him and Mia be.
Gazing around the infirmary, he sees only a few more than half of the descendants who attended the gala, most of whom are yet to come to their senses. "That's right, some of them were taken away by the Hydra goons." He sighed, as he checked up in his mind who were unfortunately kidnapped. It was unthinkable that even the likes of Wren, Ulrich and Caitria, those who are by no means easy to even lay a finger on under normal circumstances, could not even put up a fight. And Frankie too is gone, which visibly saddens Zachary.
"I hope they're still okay by now." Knowing the Hydra, it is absolutely dreadful just to think of whatever horrible treatments they've got cooking for those who were captured. "At least it seemed that we didn't lose anyone. One good thing out of this mess, at least." He tried to force a smile to reassure Mia. "I wonder if they are still within the States, and near somewhere with water..." He quietly ponders. If the odds are still with them at least that much, Zachary can hope to locate his friends without taking too much time. But all they can do for now is to wait for the rest of the victims to come around and sees if the mentors have any orders to make. And pray that there are no more Hydra lurking around.