"Come on, you're almost there." A vaguely familiar voice called for you in your seemingly endless slumber.

You were surrounded by darkness, and a glowing white figure had your hand, leading you through the darkness, where you could finally see the faint bit of light at the end of this endless darkness.

You were suddenly filled with the feeling of numbness. You couldn't feel any part of your body. You couldn't move. Your eyes fluttered, and when they opened, the bright lights of a hospital room nearly blinded you.

The thought suddenly ran through your head. What happened to Class 1-A? What happened to Aizawa? Were they alright? Are they still in danger? You needed to find out. You needed to find them. Now. Right now.

You didn't realize that Class 1-A, as well as Aizawa, were all in the waiting room, waiting to hear of your condition.

When you stood, there was a beeping sound that got faster and faster. Your heart rate was spiking. You took out the IV in your wrist. You were having a hard time moving, but when you got out of the room after what felt like forever, there were footsteps down the hallway, and then, a gentle shout that you shouldn't be out of bed.

It was a nurse, slowly walking towards you. Seeing that you were frightened, they were going to try and coax you back into bed.

You darted off, and started calling Aizawa's name. The nurse called for security, and other nurses and doctors, running after you.

Aizawa, being in the waiting room with all of Class 1-A, heard your cries, and got up, leaving the students to themselves, and going to find out who's calling him. As soon as he opened the door, you zoomed by, along with a couple of nurses.

He was confused. Why wouldn't the doctors and nurses get him to coax you back into bed?

The one time he's in some comfy clothing - a loose black shirt with long sleeves and wears his hair in a messy bun - he needs his capture weapon, and he doesn't have it!