Chapter 7.
As I slowly regained consciousness, I felt my head banging so hard, "What is this pain?" I thought to myself as I placed my hands on my head.
"Get your act together." The voice in my head kept yelling, increasing the pain already being felt.
I noticed I was lying on a very comfy bed in a room resembling a hospital ward. Wait, it doesn't seem anymore I was in a hospital ward. My intuition kicked in as soon as my sight got clear.
"Gosh, I hate the smell of hospitals," I said out loud as I slowly stood up from the bed trying my best not to tumble.
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"Hmmm, you are awake good to know." A deep voice muttered from the corner making me fall onto the bed.
"Yes, this is great, just what I have been trying to avoid," I grumbled as I tried to stand on my feet. "Who are you, and where are you?" I yelled out as I looked around still sitting on the bed trying to figure out where the voice was coming from trying not to question my sanity.
"I am Kelvin I am your medical inhibitor." The voice spoke up again and announced.
"A what now?" I questioned curiously because it didn't quite add up that I was speaking to thin air or perhaps the air in this realm is alive.
Our kind is often referred to as un metga. We are known as healers we have always been exploited by the agency. They kept us as a secret for a very long time just so we could heal them anytime they went to war and lost or one of theirs was in a bad shape. We were freed by Ashley and her crew. We owe her our life that is why we are here to help put an end to the agency and to prevent the apocalypse from happening." He paused and suddenly went silent.
"Helloooo Mr. Kelvin "
"You suffered from a reaction from our portal which made fall into a coma. I am sorry I startled you by the way" The voice apologized.
"The apology won't be accepted till I see who is apologizing physically." I pointed out.
"Oh, sorry about that I'll get right on it." He apologized again before he manifested into his true form. He had white straight hair, and pale yellowish skin and he was dressed in a full white outfit. I also noticed he had a spiral tattoo with curvy lines on them running down from his shoulders to each of his fingers.
"Apology not accepted." I teased as I moved to the other side of the bed.
I yawned and yes the pain I felt in my head had disappeared but the voice in my head hadn't stopped nagging.
"Here I am," Kelvin muttered placing his hands on my shoulders.
Boom!
Triggered I raked him to the floor. Whoa, I had just raked a fine-looking man to the floor. Why are the guys in this realm just too hot? I thought to myself
"Why did you do that?" I asked regretting what I had just done.
"Do what? I am the one on the floor." Kelvin pointed out
"Never touch an angel like that," I replied as I help him from the floor.
"You are up already?" Ashley asked as she walked into what seemed like a situation between me and Kelvin.
"Yes, I have been awake for some time now."
"Good to know. We got to move he wants to see you."
"Who wants to see me again?" I questioned.
"It's a surprise," said Ashley as she pulled me out of the ward into a very busy hallway. I looked around I could see a lot of injured people each of them had a un metga tending to their injuries in different wards.
"Well, I don't like surprises due yesterday was full of them," I muttered as we continued to walk down the hall.
"Yesterday you must be joking; seriously you don't have any idea that you have been unconscious for about a week now. Did Kelvin not tell you?" Ashley stared at me utterly surprised.
"No, he didn't," I replied.
"Then you must have not let him considering the scene I met when I entered your ward."
"Yes, now can we get this over with?" I sighed before she stopped and muttered
"In that outfit no. You need to get changed training starts today and besides you don't look the part." Ashley pointed out before she pushed me into a pod.
"What is this?" I questioned
"If you look around you can see these pods at every corner, we call them benies. These pods function only for outfit creation and gearing up for combat. It's one of the many projects that Michael has been working on. You'll learn more of this soon."
"Hello, Ayra." The machine greeted "How would you like to look today?"
"Dress her up for combat make her look the part and don't forget to gear her up with weapons she'll most definitely need it." Ashley pointed out.
"Your wish is my command, Ashley," The machine remarked.
"Miss Ayra this is going to be quick just stay still."
"Yes like I have a choice," I muttered lightly as I tried to adjust properly to the fitting of the pod.
Shewwwwwwww!!!!!!!!! Blastttttttttt!!!!! The machine made these sounds as it filled the pod with fog
"Miss Ayra you may step out now" The machine alerted.
"Miss Ayra you may step out." The machine repeated.
"Now you are dressed for the part. The Kinmshu looks good on you.
"What is a Kinmshu," I asked trying my best not to feel embarrassed.
"You are dressed in it," Ashley replied, rolling out a standing mirror.
I was stunned in a white gown that had black laces running from both sides and a slit that showed off my boobs and to top it up I could feel weapons hooked to the side of my thighs. What am I a hooker? I thought to myself.
"Wh…why." I squeaked. " Why am I dressed in an outfit made for a slot?" I questioned.
"You are an angel your body is your weapon, use it to stay alive or die," Ashley warned.
"I am not a slot," I yelled while using my hands to cover my boobs.
"I didn't mean it that way. You'll get it someday. Now quit whatever you are doing we have to get moving." "Try not to activate any weapons on you as we move. It could be deadly." Ashley warned.