3 Thank You

I was having a dream.

In that dream I saw a bald man.

He was wearing a Yellow spandex suit with red gloves and white cape.

It was a ridiculous superhero costume; which was in my eyes even worse than Captain America's because it had a Cape.

But that was not the strangest part about that bald-man.

The thing that surprised me the most about him was that, that he was standing in front of a being that couldn't be described through just sheer words.

That being was strong! Majestic even.

The Abomination that I saw, was like a child compared to this being!

It was not only because of The Being's strength that I thought so, but also because of it's size.

This Being was Enormous!

Anyone standing in its presence would just shit their pants out of fear, but when I looked at the baldie standing in front of it, what I saw on his face completely took me by surprise as it was not the expression of fear that I was expecting....

Rather; It was boredom.

He was bored.

Like seriously; That guy was poking his nose in front of that being.

It felt as if he didn't even consider that thing to be a threat to him.

Any sane person looking at this scene would think that this bald-man have a death wish.

Some would even consider him to be an arrogant fool.

But I somehow knew....

That there was no arrogance in that baldie's part.

He was not looking down at that Being, nor was he thinking himself to be superior to it in anyway....

He just didn't want to get his Hopes up.

He was afraid of being let down again.

He wanted it to be a challenge for him.

He wanted that Being to be strong; Not because he wanted to test himself against it, No.

He just wanted a good fight.

A fight that won't end in just One Punch.....like always.

I had no idea how I knew what he was feeling; nor did I know why I was feeling those emotions myself...

But one thing was certain....

Me and him both wanted that being to at least survive a single punch.

As I was thinking about these thoughts, their battle started....

Or atleast it was supposed to.

Because before I could see their fight; I woke up.

~

"Mr. Andrews!?" A soft voice that belonged to the woman whose name I don't know, but still remember her to be that kid's sister that I saved from that fish-eared Abomination, called out to me just after me waking up.

At first, I thought her to be the one who woke me up from my sleep, but after trying to look around a little bit, I found myself unable to do so.

No matter how much I tried to shift my gaze, I still couldn't see anything other than the ceiling in front of me.

I couldn't even see the kid's sister, but still knew that she was here because she was shouting for a Doctor to come and have a look at some patient.

Is someone hurt?

As if answering my question, a head popped up in front of me and started opening my eyes with his fingers and gave way to a relieved smile to form on his face.

Why was he smiling so creepily like that after seeing my eyes!?

I am getting real Danzo vibes from him!

I don't know why....but thinking so much thoughts at a single time was beginning to take it's toll on me because I started to get dizzy...

And then I went back to sleep.

~

This time; I didn't have a dream.

I just slept for a while and when I woke up, I found myself to be able to move again.

Not as good as I was used to, but still good enough to know that the patient they were talking about last time, was actually ME!

I was covered in bandages from head to toe and if it weren't for the pain that I was feeling, I would have thought of myself to be cosplaying as a Mummy.

Just how bad was I hurt?

*Image of Abomination punching me through a wall.*

Yup. Pretty bad.

Sigh~

As I was contemplating about my situation, someone opened the door to my hospital room and came inside but stopped in his tracks after seeing me awake.

That someone being the kid I saved.

I forgot his name.....

What was it again?

"It's Daniel." As if sensing what I was thinking he answered the question that was going inside my head.

After telling me his name, he kept looking at me as if expecting something from me.

Why was he looking at me like that?

Was he still angry about the loss of his ball and wanted me to apologise?

Then I guess I should just say sorry, it's not like he was asking me to buy him a new one.

If he were to actually ask me to buy him a new one.....

I don't even want to imagine that scenario.

As I was immersed in my thoughts, the ki-Daniel, started speaking again

"Daniel Ross; That's my name. What's yours?" He asked me in an impatient voice while looking at me with curious eyes.

Understanding what he was trying to do, I decided to tell him my name even though I found it hard to speak.

"J-Jace A-Andrews." I introduced myself but I was sure that my voice came out a bit shaky.

After hearing me speak, the kid smiled and started speaking again

"That's cool. You know, the doctor outside said something about you not being able to talk for a while. He also said that you won't be able to even react to your surroundings! But I guess you proved him wrong!" The kid said with such enthusiasm that I was really finding it hard to believe that this was the same kid who was worried about his Soccer Ball more than his life itself.

"You know, even though the doctor said these things I knew that you would be fine..."

"You are a Hero after all." He said with such sincerity that for a moment, even I started believing him.

A Hero huh.....

It has a nice ring to it.

When I was trying to save Daniel, I started remembering what I wanted to become after growing up during my childhood.

One of those things being the strongest fighter in the world.

The other one being....

A Hero.

I wanted to be a Hero; the kind that could send villains like that Abomination flying with just One Punch!

I wanted to be A Hero-

No.

The Strongest Hero!

But that dream was forgotten from my memories just like many other things.

I want to become someone like that once again.

*smile*

Guess I will become one.

When Daniel was talking nonstop and I was immersed in my thoughts, someone else entered the room.

That someone being Daniel's sister.

I am guessing her to be his sister; because even though she was relieved to find him that day, She was not as relieved as a mother would be once finding their child to be safe.

She was hella relieved, Yes.

*Image of a woman checking her son for any wounds on his body even though she was bleeding from her head herself*

But not as relieved as a mother should be.

Guess I am getting emotional again huh....

Trying to stop that painful memory to take surface on my head, I decided to busy myself by looking at this lady who was looking rather shocked after seeing me.

Guess she has never seen someone as handsome as me in her life?

Nah.

As if sensing me staring at her; she adjusted herself and said with a smile on her face

"I am really glad that you are awake Mr. Andrews. My name is Elizabeth Ross. I am Daniel's sister and it's really nice to finally meet you." she said sincerely and I was really thinking about how can someone as old as her be a kid's sister.

Like seriously...

Should I ask?

I heard from a colleague in my part-time job; that if you were to call a woman old then prepare yourself to get slapped.

He said all those things with a remembering look on his face that told me he was experienced.

So I decided to not go to this dangerous territory and said instead-

"My Name is Jason. Jason Andrews. But I guess you already knew that." I said without straining my voice.

I didn't feel it hard to talk anymore and also the pain in my body was subsiding.

It felt as if I was getting healed faster than usual.....

Meh.

After hearing my words, 'Elijah' looked a little sheepish but decided to answer

"I found your resume for your job interview inside your bag. I am sorry for looking into your belongings without your permission but we needed to know your information because the authorities were demanding it. Don't worry, we didn't tell them anything other than your name." She said all these things trying to assure me that my private life was still private and not to make me angry at her for looking inside my bag.

I was still angry after hearing her words though....

Not at her; but at myself.

WHY THE HECK WAS I NOT AWAKE AT THE TIME!

If I were to talk to the authorities, then maybe they would have rewarded me with some money for risking my life in their stead!

It's not like I don't feel bad about taking money for an action that I did purely out of the goodness of my heart....

But I still needed money.

I was completely broke.

Those were the thoughts that were going through my mind after hearing her words about authorities asking for me.

As if thinking that my self-loathing was actually aiming at her, she tried to change the subject by saying

"It's really a miracle how you were able to survive such wounds. And in such a short span of time to boot! You really are not normal..."She whispered the last part to herself but I was still able to hear it.

And it didn't matter to me at all.

What if I am not normal?

That thing that was attacking us 'Yesterday' was still creepier than me.

At least I don't have fish ears....

Or worse

Their eyes.

*shudders*

Ignoring the creepy feeling I got after imagining those eyes, I decided to consider her words about me not being normal.

If I am not normal, then what am I?

I guess I already know the answer to that question.....

Special, I am special.

I guess I am really special if I was able to recover within a day from those injuries huh...

Daniel:- "Yup! It only took you 3 months to fully recover, even though the Doctor said that you will never wake up!!" Ignoring the part he said about me never waking up; I decided to focus on the real issue in his words.

Did he just say 3 months?

I was asleep for 3 months!?

3 whole months inside this fairly expensive looking hospital that if I am not wrong is going to charge me with a thing called 'medical fee'.....

A medical fee that will be fairly expensive for a broke person such as myself to pay.

"..."

I ain't paying.

Someone else can do that for me I guess....

I don't have money to pay for it in the first place.

Authorities.....

Please come back!

As if sensing my distress by seeing the expression on my face, 'Elijah' smiled and said

"Don't worry about the bills. My 'father' and I are paying for it. It's the least we could do for someone who saved Daniel's life." she said those words while trying to hide the pity inside her head that she was feeling after knowing about my financial conditions from my resume.

Yup.

I wrote something that was so not necessary in a resume, but they asked why I was applying for their company so I just decided to be honest with them and wrote the truth.

The truth about me being completely broke.

I guess she read my full resume and not just my name....

But I am still glad that she will pay for my expenses.

Thank God....

I don't have to sell my kidney anymore!

"Thanks for that. Really." I said while trying to hide the fact that I was happy about not being the one paying my bills but failing miserably...

Because I was grinning like a mad man.

She doesn't seem to mind it that much and stepped a little closer to my bed with Daniel in tow and said with a serious face

"I know what you did that day led you to being hospitalised like this, but I am still thankful to you for saving Daniel so I would like to say it properly this time"

"Thank you so much for saving my brother's life!" She said while bowing her head.

After hearing her words; I changed my mind about her not being as relieved as a mother would get after knowing about their child's safety...

Because her eyes were telling me a different story today.

The sincerity in her eyes, when she told me that she was grateful for me saving her brother's life; reminded me of my mother's.

She was not preoccupied with whatever was on her mind that day anymore, that's why I am seeing it right now I guess....

She is really grateful for what I did.

I don't know what happened to her that day, which led her to not being as sincere as she was today and I don't really care either.....

Because right now, she is really thankful for what I did.

And I am also really glad that I did it.....

I am glad that I saved Daniel; her brother.

Putting a stop on my thoughts, I decided to answer her with a smile of my own

"Don't worry about it. I was just doing my job." After hearing my words, she got a confused look on her face and looked at me expecting me to explain it further.

But instead of explaining her directly; I looked at the kid standing beside her and said with a smirk on my face

"Afterall, I am a Hero."