GOTHAM CITY PARK
JULY 4, 13:00 EDT
UNKNOWN POV
The Park is half frozen along with the surrounding streets, the only people in the park currently are police officers, paramedic, and the various volunteers helping with the search for survivors of the attack. Not even an hour ago there was a battle between The Batman and Mr.Freeze, his sidekick also helped. Looking around there are multiple overturned vehicles, alongside multiple frozen trees and barbecues. One can only wonder why they fought this time, though know those capes it was probably something he wouldn't understand. While thinking this the paramedic named James continues his search, although the more he searches the more he dreads finding someone.
Why did I choose this out of all the jobs in Gotham city? Oh yeah because it was between this or becoming a cop, and i would rather not be crooked. Although knowing this city it wouldn't surprise me if a few of my coworkers were in fact crooked.
Systematically James searches the park and the nearby street, leaving nothing to chance. On his last run of the sector assigned to him he hears a noise. Coming to a stop he searches for its origin, hoping that he would hear it again to get a clue.
There it is, coming from under that car.
In a hurried yet practiced manner he alerts the other in his sector, making sure that there would be an evacuation team coming to the location. Coming to a stop he sees a young man covered in dirt, luckily not trapped by the car only under its hood.
GOTHAM CITY HOSPITAL
July 5, 20:33 EDT
NO POV
Lying in a hospital is our unnamed survivor, now that he is clean one can see that he is an young African American teenager wearing nothing but a hospital gown. Currently he is looking outside of the window, silently with uncertainty written on his face. He turns as he hears the door open, the look of uncertainty being replaced by one of hope only to have it morph into one of disappointment, once again he looks back to the window in silence.
At the door there is a doctor in his late 30's he is Latino, his hair seems to be graying at tips, whether it is a fashion statement or natural it is hard to tell. By his side is a women who is in her late 20's she has blonde hair and hazel eyes which are red and irritated as if she has been crying for a long time. She wears a big grey sweatshirt with matching pants, her socks are not matching, all in all it appears as though she left the house in hurry. Looking toward the the young survivor she asks a question that seems to be wearing on her mind.
" Will he be okay?"
" Mrs.Richards from what we can discern physically he is health, aside from the superficial damage such as the scrapes across his arm. Unlike the rest of our patients there is no sign of frost bite, in fact he shown no sign of having been in the low temperatures he has endured."
" Then why is he wearing a gown and in a separate room? I thought only patients with serious injuries where permitted to be in here."
" We head to run a PET scan to check for any damage to the brain, he was after all found under a car, I can assure you it was just a precaution."
"Then why is he just looking out the window, I know he saw me come in the room"
" He just went through a great deal of trauma, he will need some time to adjust."
" Can I Take him home?"
" Whenever your ready"
STREETS OF GOTHAM
July 5, 21:50 EDT
Mrs.Richards POV
Mrs.Richards and our young survivor are currently in a car. While Mrs.Richards speaks the survivor continues the trend in the hospital room and stares out the window at the night sky.
"You will get better I know it for a fact."
She pauses then looks at him in thought, as if waiting for a response. Seeing the light turn green she once again continues to drive down the road.
" Your sister will be happy to know that you are okay, she did not stop worrying even when they called us to come get you."
At the words sister the survivor looks up to ask a question, once again there is a look of hope upon his face.
" Sarah?"
Coming to a stop at the next light the women looks over in confusion.
" Who's Sarah?"
Unknowingly smother the spark that could have grown into a raging fire if nourished.
SUBURBS OF GOTHAM
July 5, 22:20
NO POV
30 minutes later they both stand outside of the door, while the survivor has a look of uncertainty on his face. Before Mrs. Richards can open the door it is opened for her, revealing to them a young girl the age of 14. Just like her mother she is blonde and wears pajamas, unlike her mother she has blue eyes.
"Brother!!"
She yells loudly in excitement and rushes him for a hug. At the young man before her flinches and rushes out of her reach clearly not in the mood to be touched.
"Xavier?"
A look of her can be seen on her face as she calls the name name of the boy before her.
" I'm not your brother."
As he say this a look of confusion can be seen written on his face for a split second, before it vanishes as if it never existed. At these word the young girl in front of him pauses, tears begin to well up in her eyes as she retreats inside of the house.
Sigh* " Xavier we talked about this, there is no need to be so harsh on her."
Our now named Xavier just stares at her in silence.
"Just go to your room and wait till your dad gets home."
Still he just stand there unsure of what to do.
" Young man I am still your mother, and you will do as I say!"
As she says these words she drags him to a door in the back of the house, you can see stairs descending downwards to a basement. Turning on the lights they both walk down the stairs, the basement seems to be furnished with a bed, mini fridge, a TV, and two dresser.
" Look I know you've had a rough day, and i promise that we will get you the help you need but I thought we where past this stage."
Slowly she walk up the stairs and closes the door, leaving the Xavier alone in the room. He raises his head and looks around as if seeing for the first time, and once again a look of confusion crawls onto his face.
" What the fuck is going on!!!!!"