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Maven woke up in a hospital. He knew this beca- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT IN HIS ARM? IS THAT A NEEDLE?
He screamed a very manly -not childish- scream and scooted up the pillow. He was absolutELY DISGUSTED BY THIS UNCOLOR THING JABBED IN HIS ARM.
A person came in "Mister Calore you need to-"
Maven looked at the stranger "WHY IS THERE A NEEDLE IN MY ARM?" He snapped. He could feel it, in his skin, in his vein.
The doctor held up their hands "Mister Calore please calm down so that I may explain," they said.
Maven was staring at the thing connected to the needle. A long thin tube that was red, connecting to a bag that was full of a red liquid. Of Red Blood. Red blood going into his veins. He looked at the doctor "Why?" He whispered, his voice soft like a child.
The doctor had a clipboard and showed it to him "When you were brought here, you had lost a lot of blood and were on the brink of death, we didn't have enough Silver blood of the same ability to help you so we restored to the last thing. Using Red Blood," they explained.
Maven felt his stomach twist and without much warning puked onto his bed. The doctor left to fetch a nurse to clean his bed. Maven laid back while crossing his good arm over his face. He couldn't believe it, he wasn't a Silver anymore but a Red or was he a Silver with Red Blood?
No, he knew what he was, a Silver that bleeds red.
The nurse had changed his linens and helped bathed him a little as well. Maven was glad for the moment he had the wretched needle of red out of his arm but knew it would be going back in him after he left the bathroom.
Maven stared at himself in the mirror with slight interest. His skin had a light pink tone to it, just like most reds had from the blood color; when he leaned in and looked at his eye, he could see the small red veins there as well.
His stomach had twisted itself into a brand new knot.
He pulled away and called for the nurse to tell them that he was done bathing himself now. The reflection burned in his mind. That was him now, that was the once King of Norta, a Silver turned into a Red.
Maven laid back in the bed as the doctor entered his room a few minutes later. He looked at the professional "Is the blood New Red blood or Regular Red Blood?" He asked.
The doctor looked at him "Regular Red Blood as the person who told us to do it instructed it would be best for you not to have powers anymore for yourself and others," they replied.
Maven raised an eyebrow "Who said that?" He asked.
"A woman named Mare Barrow."
Maven puked without warning again. His new bed sheets ruined.