Dyelli Beybi wrote:"Fall back to the lift shaft." Alice said through the radio, "Everybody, if you can hear me, fall back into the interior of the bunker."
It was possibly not the best plan they had ever had, but if they disengaged and fell back inside, and if the Colonel did as she said she would do and reported the Nanites as destroyed, then there was a reasonable chance that the units outside wouldn't expend the time and resources to try to dig them out. Maybe. Or maybe they'd try to gas them or something. They would cross that bridge when they got to it. For now, staying alive was the immediate priority, "Also, has anyone seen Laurel?" she could do with someone who could open a portal about now...
Alrick obeyed and brought Heamet, however, what he didn't notice was that his bullet wounds that he got while he was back up were healing, slowly, but healing and completely closing, exterminating the bullets inside, his heart started to beat again, it was slow, however, it was normal after all, the brain hadn't fully regenerated and even if he opened his eyes, he would be blind, he couldn't hear anything but the thoughts of his grandfather.
'I'm going to kill every last one of them, they took him, now I'm taking them.' Alrick thought, those thoughts rang through Heamet's head like bells at a marriage, they started to be implanted in his brain before he took full possession of his own thoughts.
'Where... Ah yes. The bunker, I died. Alice probably asked us to fall back, if only I could move... Brain aneurysms are the worst... I have the biggest headache right now- wait. I'm thinking, did- did I just- I came back from the dead? Hot damn I'm awesome- ouch my thoughts. My everything.' He thought, he couldn't move yet, he felt like he was still a toddler, thinking yet not able to see nor hear.
'Hey... Lios. Can you hear me?' He tried to speak to Lios, to no avail. He didn't nor could hear him, he needed the other parts of his brain regenerated.
Bit by bit, his sense of feeling came back, he felt carried by someone, Alrick he thought, everything hurt more and more, his initial headache came back stronger than ever.
'Ow everything hurts like hell... The wind isn't blowing... everything feels dank. Like memes. Hehe, jokes. Just put a rare pepe and it'll be perfect... And to think I'm actually able to cheat death... Wait I wasn't shot, why is everything hurting? Ah, yes. Rad poisoning, fantastic. Well, I guess you could say... It ain't rad. Yeaaaaaah- ow. My everything. Still glad to see my sense of humor hasn't gotten lost in the depths of my idiocy. And I'm still speaking in a rather good manner, it's very GUD! Ah cool, Jojo memories.' He continued, he tried to move but still nothing, his motor abilities weren't in motion yet.
'For fuck's sake brain, repair faster. I need you to repair faster, like uncle sam needs me for the American army for no reason whatsoever because the government hates me. You have to fast faster. Never stop fasting. Like Sanic. Don't stop the fast.' As he finished these thoughts, he started to be able to move, not yet speak, but he could open his eyes slightly, his eyesight was still too bad for him to see anything, however, he started to be able to smell.
'It stinks! What the hell did they put in the place? It smells like something died in there! Oh wait, I am dead. Technically. Where's Laurel when you need her? I need to regenerate faster. I need to fast faster. I think the dankness is getting to me, I should stop.' His eyes fluttered open, but his pupils were devoid of any emotion, he truly was blind. That part of his brain would never be able to heal properly.
'I can't see anything! What the hell! I regenerated my sense of feeling, smell and even taste, but not my sense of vision? The hell man. What's the deal with you brain?' His sense of hearing came back to him, however, he couldn't talk, nor move.
Alrick spoke, yet he couldn't make every word out properly, the tears had stopped and he dropped to his knees in awe, Alice was close and could see what was happening, Heamet had opened his eyes, and like a living person, they were closing and reopening.
"He's... He's alive... How? How did he come back from the dead? Is he even worse than a vampire? Gods damn it... This dick is alive." Alrick simply looked at him, and hugged him.
Heamet's sens of speech started to come back to him.
"S-surpriseeeee... I- I'm aliveeee..." Heamet spoke weakly during the hug, coughing.
"I don't... I don't know if it's you gramps but... But I'm glad... Glad I'm back."
"YOU ABSOLUTE DIIIIIICK!" Alrick shouted as he hugged him again, crying in his shoulder, tears of joy this time.
"I FUCKING HATE YOU! I HATE YOU, YOU HEAR ME?! I ABSOLUTELY HATE YOU! I LOATHE YOU FROM THE DEPTHS OF MY TWO SOULS! GO FUCK YOURSELF MAN. GO. FUCK YOURSELF. DO YOU REALIZE, JUST HOW MUCH OF A SHITHEAD YOU'VE JUST BEEN TO ME?! HEIN?! EST-CE QUE TU REALISE PETIT CON?!" Even if his thoughts were a string of insults, he thought the exact opposite, he truly cared about him despite his cold exterior shell.
"Heh... Hehe... Me too gramps, me too." He felt his tears going through his shirt and heard his astral body crackling with every movement.
"Are you... Are you...? It's best I don't ask..." Weakly smiling, he spoke, however, he was blind and walking around like this wouldn't be good.
"Alice? Are you nearby...? I'm blind... I can't see you anymore... So I'll just say that, Laurel has been taken by NATO I recall, I tried to contact her before dying but she didn't respond." He spoke, weakly, but loud enough so that she would hear through Alrick.