Michael afton and elizabeth went on a mission for william their father after completing it they contacted william and saying their done and william said come home and hung up but then michael got shot with a dart in the back which made elizabeth panic michael tells her to run then he sensed a dart was coming towards elizabeth so he jumped in the way and got shot with another dart in the heat and was on top of elizabeth relived his sister ok and then she teleports away then one of his friends named Anissa who was the chica masked bully in the past came wearing a gas mask and micheal says some friend u r and passes out and wakes up and a room on a red coved bed
As Michael woke up, the room was dimly lit by a single flickering overhead light. He found himself lying on a bed with a stark red comforter. Sitting up, his head throbbed with pain, and he winced as he took in his surroundings. The room was devoid of windows, and the only furniture besides the bed was a small bedside table.
He tried to recall what had happened before he passed out, but his memories were hazy, like trying to grasp a wisp of smoke.
Despite his muddled mind, he knew something was not right. The last thing he remembered was completing a mission for his father and talking to William on the phone. Then, a sudden realization struck him. He had been shot with a dart, and Elizabeth had been in danger. He had jumped in front of her to protect her, and she had teleported away.
He tried to shake off the grogginess, but his body felt heavy, and his mind was sluggish.
As Michael's rement took effect, he gradually began to feel more alert and clear-headed. The fog in his mind started to lift, and the throbbing pain in his head receded. He sat up in bed, taking stock of his surroundings once again, but this time with sharper focus.
he then notice he cant use his rement abilities but then noticed the door is slightly open and thought how stupid can Fredrick Simon and Anissa be and goes looking up the ceiling making sure their no camera not noticing the things on the floor and steps on one getting his left leg trapped and heard springlocked noises then felt sharp pains and in his leg and screamed and simon heard and saw him and just smiled slightly but still looks slightly concern
Michael struggled against the trap that had sprung on his leg, the sharp pains making him cry out in pain. He cursed himself for being careless and not checking the floor thoroughly. Then he heard a voice and looked up to see Simon standing before him, a mix of concern and amusement on his face.
"Looks like you got yourself bit, Mike," Simon said with a smirk, leaning against the wall. "Should've been more careful. Those floor traps are no joke."
Michael gritted his teeth, suppressing the pain as best he could. He tried to move, but the trap had tightly locked onto his leg, its metallic jaws refusing to budge.
Michael's thoughts raced as he processed the strange state he was in. He could feel pain, which meant he was in his past/human form, but something was off. His vision wasn't as sharp as it should be, and when he reached up to feel his mask, he realized it wasn't there. This new discovery alarmed him even more, adding another layer of mystery to his already bewildering situation
He stared at Simon, his confusion evident on his face. "What the hell is going on, Simon?", he demanded. "Where's my mask, and why can't I see properly? This isn't normal."
Anissa and Fredrick came in two Anissa saying to Mike to relax and dont try anything while fredrick come over and frees mike from the trap his leg bleeding alot and picks him up and they walk back to the room and bandange he leg which is practically shattered
Once they were back in the room, Fredrick carefully tended to Michael's leg, cleaning and wrapping it with gauze to stop the bleeding. It was a grim sight, the leg clearly shattered from the impact of the trap. As the pain flared, and he gritted his teeth, all Michael could think was, "What the hell is going on?"
Anissa shushes Mike and tells him he will be fine and cared for and gives Mike a painkiller
Reluctantly, Michael swallowed the painkiller. The room grew quiet for a moment as the medication took effect. The pain in his leg continued to throb, but it was now more manageable. He looked around the room, his eyes fixing on Anissa and Fredrick, silently demanding answers.
"Why won't you tell me what's going on?", Michael demanded, his voice growing sharper. "I've got a shattered leg, I can't use my rement, and I don't even know where my mask is. Stop keeping me in the dark, damn it."
Mike getting even more mad by the silence and sceams u said u guys where my friends which makes Anissa Fredick and simon who just entered the room feel a bit guilty sense they only reunited 8 months ago and mike hardly remember them
Michael's anger flared at Simon's response. "My own good?", he echoed incredulously. "You guys shoot me with some weird-ass dart, trap my leg in a springlock, and now you're saying it's for my own good? That's horseshit!"
Anissa stepped forward, trying to calm the situation. "Michael, please, just listen to us. We know it's hard to understand right now, but everything we've done is for a reason. We can't explain the entire situation yet, but we promise you, in time, everything will make sense."
Fredrick who stepped out came back with a plate full of cooked chicken and Mike just stared proving fredrick theory
Michael's eyes widened slightly as he saw the plate of cooked chicken. Despite his anger and confusion, his fondness for chicken was evident. He tried to compose himself, but his expression softened slightly at the sight of the meal.
Simon, noticing the change in Michael's demeanor, let out a soft chuckle. "Classic Mike," he said, shaking his head. "Still loves his chicken, even when he's pissed off."
Michael scowled at Simon's comment, trying to maintain his tough demeanor. "Shuddup," he grumbled, his anger slightly fading. "Just because I like chicken doesn't mean I'm not still mad at you guys."
As Anissa reached for a piece of chicken, Michael's reflexes kicked in, and he swiftly batted her hand away with an unexpected ferocity. His sharp claws sliced through her skin, leaving a bleeding cut. She let out a surprised yelp and retreated, staring in shock at her injured hand.
