Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 285. Where?

Henry’s POV

"Kenny," I mumbled, my tongue feeling heavy, my thoughts dazed.

I forced my eyes open and saw Dr. Lawrence sitting beside the hospital bed I was apparently lying in. She wore a cervical collar around her neck and looked utterly shaken.

She pushed herself to smile at me.

"Everything is fine." Her hand patted mine before she looked at someone else with a nod.

I turned my head to the other side and saw a nurse flicking his finger against an injection before he came closer to me, approaching the infusion I was apparently hanging on.

What is going on? Where is Kenny?

I looked around and found that I was inside a room with glass walls; there were guards with weapons outside the glass room, and a few were inside as well.

The glass room stood inside a big hall, reminding me of the large room where the water chambers stood.

When the male nurse was right beside me, in the midst of injecting the needle into my infusion bag, I wanted to stop him but found that my hand was chained to the bed.

I looked again at Dr. Lawrence, who tried to calm me down.

"It’s alright, you have been injured; try to sleep a bit." She was lying.

I wrapped my hand with the shadowy energy, the chain around my wrist dissolving instantly, before I pulled the infusion out of my hand and grabbed the male nurse.

"HENRY!" Dr. Lawrence yelled while the nurse screamed as I held onto him, acidifying his wrist.

Weapons from nurses and guards inside and outside the glass room were drawn and pointed at me; some of them screaming orders at me.

"SILENCE!" I growled back; I needed to think—what had happened? Where was Kenny?

And what the hell had prompted these people to sedate me?

A few strange-looking guns were fired, but before the little arrows could even touch me, I pulverized them into black ash.

"Henry, calm down—calm down! Nobody wants to harm you here!" Dr. Lawrence had stood up, imploring me with her hands raised.

"Really? Because it doesn’t look like it." I chuckled and let go of the nurse, who broke down on the floor, holding what was left of his wrist.

"Weapons down!" Dr. Lawrence commanded before she motioned to the injured man,

"Bring him out."

The guards and nurses in and outside the glass room hesitated.

"Didn’t you all see? Guns are useless!" She yelled before grabbing the brace on her neck, clearly in pain herself.

Everyone finally complied; the injured man was brought out.

Dr. Lawrence sighed and sat down again.

"Let’s talk."

"Where is Kenny?" I asked her.

She massaged the bridge of her nose.

"We don’t know."

"What does that mean?" My dazed brain finally recalled information about the last events.

The skinny guy had suddenly shown up when I waited inside the pool for Kenny; he had pointed a gun at him, and my body just reacted.

After Dr. Lawrence told me that my power was able to split atoms, I already had an idea of how I would be able to teleport in the future. I had planned to train so that he couldn’t disappear from my sight again.

But just like that, when the situation warranted it, even without any training, my whole body felt as if it were doused in acid, as if I had been dissolved into particles. These little particles that had been me then traveled where I wanted to be before an outside force returned me to my original state. As if a natural law had been broken, not allowing me to exist in this dissolved state, I was put back together again.

But maybe it was just that which had allowed me to teleport. It was me who dissolved myself, then it was the natural law that put me back together when I had arrived where I wanted to be.

The pain had been excruciating, but there was neither time to feel it nor would I have cared anyway.

My heart skipped a few beats until I recalled that Kenny hadn’t been injured by the bullets, as they had hit me. My power seemed to have taken care of the rest, seeing that I was still alive.

Dr. Lawrence hesitated to answer, but it didn’t matter. Wouldn’t I now be able to just teleport to his side?

I closed my eyes and felt the acid inside my veins spreading, felt as it started to dissolve my flesh, as it dissolved my organs, my skin, everything I was made of—not even in the split of a second.

’Kenny, bring me to Kenny, Kenny, Kenny, KENNY!’

The next second, I felt myself existing yet being dissolved before being put back together again, but it was on the same bed I had been on before that stood inside this glass room, nowhere near Kenny.

DAMN IT!

That meant either that I couldn’t control my power, he was so far away that I couldn’t reach him, or it could even mean that he was dead.

"Henry, what did you just do?" Dr. Lawrence asked me in horror, having stood up from her seat and walked backwards.

I stood up as well and went to her, grabbed the collar of her shirt, and pulled her closer to me.

"Is he dead?" I asked, feeling my ability surging inside me, the shadowy power in my cells wanting to come out, wanting to acidify everything in its path, destroying everything until we found him.

"NO! HE IS NOT DEAD!" Dr. Lawrence looked deeply into my eyes, making herself clear.

"Calm down, Henry. We sedated you in fear you would destroy everything if he wasn’t back. Simultaneously, we hoped he would return to see you again. We wouldn’t have done that if he were dead." Her hands patted the one I held onto her clothes with as she turned to look around nervously.

I followed her gaze and found that the whole room had turned black. The floor was covered in ash mixed with chewy plastic; the bed had just vanished, along with the chair beside it.

I hadn’t even noticed doing that.

I looked back at the blond woman in my grasp.

"You know what I can do, and you have just seen it as well. If you don’t want a national catastrophe, then tell me what happened."

"I’ll tell you. Please calm down—"

"If I weren’t calm, you would be dead already," I interrupted her.

"Okay, okay. Kenny had destroyed the electric here and then disappeared first with the person who had attacked you; then Dr. Thompson also disappeared."

Kenny can’t teleport with people, so why could he now? He had said he had too much power inside him, so could he now use it properly?

No, if that were the case, he would be here.

"Then he came back to your bedside, but he was sedated by us—"

"You did what?" I hissed, pulling her closer to me while the guards and nurses stared at me yet didn’t step in or draw their guns.

"Calm down; we had to do it. He was a danger to others; we had no choice."

"A danger to others? A fellow patient walked straight to him and DREW A GUN TO FIRE. THAT IS A DANGER TO OTHERS!" I shook her again, asking myself if I should get rid of her once and for all.

"I don’t care what Dr. Thompson did, but if Kenny got him as well, then it was something GRAVE." Not only was it something grave, but it was also connected to the shooting.

"Yes... I know, I know." The doctor stammered, and I broke into a smile.

"How was a patient even able to get his hands on a gun?" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Henry. I know. And that is the reason we haven’t informed the authorities, even though two patients and one doctor disappeared."

"What happened next?" She could keep her petty goodwill to herself.

"He woke up not long later. He was aggressive and didn’t seem like himself. That’s from him." She pointed at her neck brace.

"After that, he disappeared, teleported away, and we couldn’t find him until now."

I let go of her.

The giants woke up inside his body; Kenny wouldn’t have injured Dr. Lawrence otherwise.

I had no idea how to find him, but someone I knew should be able to.

"Continue to keep the whole thing under wraps and find out who else was part of this act of violence against innocent patients," I commanded her.

Kenny didn’t need additional charges against him, so not making this incident public was for his best.

"Because if I take on the task of finding out what exactly had happened, it won’t end pretty." I stepped back and looked at my ankles.

"I’ll be back." I touched the ankle monitor and ripped it from my body before turning it to ash as well.

I again let the acid spread inside my body, as I had before. The bodily pain was nearly liberating, given the fear and worry that were already ripping me apart on the inside.

I teleported while thinking of a specific individual, feeling my particles flying through the air, and the foreign power once again putting me back together.

Standing inside a prison cell, I looked at the sleeping man on his bed before I grabbed him and threw him against the wall of his cell.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" He yelled, holding his head.

"My junkie friend, we meet again. Do me a favor and take a look into the future."