"Who would have thought that the great Axel Miller would one day be lying unconscious, completely vulnerable, and left to the care of others?" Axel heard a low mocking voice ask before a chuckle resounded in the room.
From the smell of disinfectants in the room, he could tell he was in a hospital and he wondered what moron brought him here when he was completely fine. He slowly opened his eyes and sat up on the bed as his eyes searched around to find the source of the voice.
'These fools'. Axel groaned internally when he saw a needle inserted into the back of his palm. Without a second thought, he pulled out the needle and watched the small amount of blood spill from it.
"Easy there Axel ''. The voice sounded again and Axel snapped his head to look in its direction. When Axel saw the owner of the voice and the person standing next to him, he almost wished that he had never woken up. That way, he would not have seen these fools!
