Two Months Too Long (Open)

[Maverik]

Two months passed after the fall of Kvist and his Hand Of Fate. Two months in which the students of Hircine High had lived free of the constant threat of Kvist's nefarious schemes. And of course, two months since Maverik had slipped into a coma. After the explosion, he was thrown clear, crashing hard against a tree. He lost a lot of blood and was knocked unconscious, and so was rushed to the hospital once the authorities arrived. The strange thing was, that when the doctors diagnosed his condition, they said that he wasn't reading like a regular coma patient. It was almost as if he was simply in a deep sleep... He 'slept' like this for over 2 months. The doctors were at a loss to explain it, but it seemed that he simply refused to wake up. His injuries had all healed, and he was beginning to lose muscle mass from laying dormant for so long. His visitors would try to talk to him, trying to wake him from his deep sleep, but nothing anybody tried had any effect.

During this time, he dreamed... Dreams of the past, of his sins and his good deeds. His parents... His lover and his child... Restless spirits of those he killed haunted him, forcing him to relive all those moments that made him what he detested the most. But it was over now. He could wash that part of himself away. Kvist was dead... The last of his tormentors. Gone for good.

Slowly, his eyes cracked open. Unsure where he was, dazed and confused... It was dark, and it took a while for him to realize just what was going on. “The explosion... I was knocked out...” He sat up, finding it far more difficult than it should have been, but with no injuries he could feel, it perplexed him. He swung himself around in the bed and let his feet hit the ground. He noticed that he was significantly thinner than he had been before... “How long... Was I out?” He murmured to himself. He tried to stand, but fell back into the bed as his legs gave way to his weight. “Great...” He groaned.

- 30 minutes later -

“One step at a time...” He told himself, now finally on his feet, just barely. He shifted his weight very slowly, like he did when he practiced his techniques in slow motion. Very carefully, he edged himself to the wall, and around his bed. “That's it... Slowly but surely...” He coached himself quietly. Step after step, his legs were burning, but they were starting to remember just what it was like to be used.

He made several laps around the room, until finally he was able to walk at an almost normal speed. “I'm going to need a cane when I get out of here...” He admitted as he looked at his legs. “Now... What about my arms?” There was a curtain rod that encircled his bed, giving the patients privacy when they needed it. He reached up and gripped the rod. He exerted himself, pulling with all the strength his tired muscles would let him, finally lifting himself marginally off the ground before lowering himself again. “Years to build... Weeks to lose...” He sighed and gripped the bar firmly again.

- 6 Hours later -

The sun had risen, and it was 10:00am by his clock. Having shut the blinds on the room and closed the door, he was able to avoid being seen by any of the staff, lying in the bed and shutting his eyes whenever he heard them coming. Luckily for him, his senses hadn't dulled like his muscles had. Continuous exercise over those last 6 hours had brought him a long way. With no one to tell him otherwise, he was pushing himself beyond the limit, unable to build any muscle in the short time, he had managed to push past the pain, and toughen the muscles he did have. He could now do full pull ups, and though he walked slowly, he could do so without too much strain.

He became so absorbed in his routine that he stopped paying attention to what was going on outside his room. He was going for five consecutive pull ups, when the door swung open suddenly. He had a visitor, who, by the looks of it, was a little more than shocked to see him not only out of bed, but midway through a pull up.

[Tong Xian Tian]

Two months....two whole months. It was really upsetting and depressing for poor Xian. While her boyfriend was in the hospital, she was alone and stuck raising her child on her own. Sometimes, the raven haired girl actually felt like she was left and that now she was a single mother. But, she tried to avoid thinking of that whenever possible. Usually, the woman would spend two to three days in the hospital, wanting to be there when Maverick would awake, but for most of the week she stayed home with little Hitomi. She didn't want the baby to be too separated from its mother, especially now that she was separated from her father. But, while Xian was in the hospital, Hitomi would either be babysat by Ran or her family members(Da or her aunt).
Sure, Xian was glad that Kvist was gone forever, but she was still very upset that Dean had to die and that her boyfriend was in a sleep/coma type of state. Often times, she would go into deep depressions or randomly cry when she would think of it all. But all this mostly happened throughout the first month. By now, she had mostly calmed herself down and had finally found her smile again. She even tried to have a good time, but was still very hurt on the inside. Hopefully Maverik would awake soon? She did need him after all. Lately he had been the only one able to calm her down and feel beautiful, but ever since he went into this state, she didn't feel like herself and even blamed herself for what happened to her lover? Why, you ask? Well, because one of his main reasons for going after Kvist was because of her. If she would have kept her mouth shut and had never let him know of what happened with him and such, this could have maybe been all avoided. But then again, Mav was a helpful guy, and knowing him, if anyone else came about with a Kvist issue, he would have done the same. Oh well. It was all past. Now, Xian would have to think of the present and hope everyday that her lover would awaken soon.

-----------This morning----------

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It was one of the days of the week where Xian would spend her day at the hospital and possibly sleep there again. She had been doing this for quite a while and because she had been there so often, had even became friends with some of the nurses/doctors and patients. The hospital was a boring place, so Xian would keep herself busy by talking to people, watching TV from the room or sketching some doodles that she would probably paint at home. What was she recently working on? Well, she was sketching a few random pictures of Maverik and Hitomi. She had once done a family picture of all three which now hung on the living room wall. Maverik had not seen it yet since she was still working on it while he was out making war. She had only finished it about a few weeks ago when she had actually regained the strength to continue living her normal life.

Right now though, Xian stepped out of the red automobile that her uncle bought her for her birthday in October. Maverik had been unconscious then and she was much too depressed to celebrate, so not much happened. Though she was still very grateful that everyone tried to cheer her up and was also very happy of her gifts.
Walking towards the doors now, the Chinese woman made her way inside and down a few halls. It was a fairly short walk and because she was there very often, had found her way very easily. But as she approached the door, Xian readied herself to see her boyfriend still in the same state like he would probably be for a good long time... -sigh- It was very depressing but oh well. It's just how things were.

Xian grasped the handle of the door, turned the handle and pushed the door open. The Chinese woman would have expected the brown haired man to be resting in bed like usual, but what she saw was not what she expected at all. In fact, it was so shocking to her that Xian had ended up dropping the bag that she carried along with her and screamed. But she didn't do so for long. The raven haired woman quickly clasped her hands to her mouth to stop herself from screaming, her dark brown eyes still very wide eyed at what she saw. She then removed the hands while the nurses came by to see what was going on. Of course they rushed ahead of her, going towards Maverik and trying to get him to lay back down. Xian blinked a few times, her eyes still fairly wide as she wondered about what she had just seen. How long had he been awake? How come did she not know until now? Whenever he would have probably sat or laid back into bed, Xian rushed towards Mav, tears in her eyes as she hugged his chest.
"Oh Maverik! You're alright!" she exclaimed as she roughly sobbed on his chest. "How long? How long were you awake and why didn't you inform me?! I was so worried!!!" she was slightly angry. She sobbed still and softly smashed her clenched fist into his chest.