Chapter 211: Dr. Malachi – Taking Care Of Justin
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Abraham Malachi
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"Ocean, we are off. You and Makai can wait here or meet me there. I need one of you to call his parents." I had called out to the two of them while they talked to their friends, humans that lived with them. I needed them to know that it was time to move onto the next part of the plan. I didn't want to hold this up any longer. If I did, people might get suspicious.
"I will take point here." I told the paramedic. This was one of the guys that I was used to seeing. He and his crew came to the hospital a lot with their patients. He knew that I was super controlling and didn't like to let people into my personal space unless I had to. That meant that he was going to stay out of my way.
The paramedics did as I said and just took notes for the chart. I was writing my own notes as well, so that I could fill in the chart soon enough.
Without truly intending to, Justin was playing his part perfectly. I knew it was just the headache that was causing the way that he was acting, but it was spot on. He was acting like he was truly in pain, and I didn't know if it was because he really was in pain or just thought that he was. Either way, it was making for a great effect.
And the bump on the head that he had received was pretty beneficial too. Not that I wanted to see the boy get hurt, but I needed to have an excuse to do what I needed to. This was something that was necessary for us, something that would help us to hide the truth from everyone.
All of this rigmarole wasn't just for Justin's benefit. And it wasn't just to make Ocean feel better either. No, all of this was to protect the people that hail from the sea. We needed to protect the overall secret. We needed to make sure that none of our secrets were ever exposed to the general population.
If we didn't take care of Justin's memories properly, then he could remember too much and tell people. If he told the right people, they might just believe him. And if they believed him, something might be done to find out the validity of his story.
With enough high powered people, wealthy people or overly enthusiastic people, anything can happen. With people like that backing him up, Justin could not only prove that merfolk and Sirens were real, he could become president and attempt to start a nuclear war with the creatures of the sea.
No, I needed to make sure that all evidence, all memories of the incident were fully erased from this boy's mind. This was the only way. This had to be done.
In an almost déjà vu like state of mind, I handled the unloading of Justin like I did with Ocean just at the beginning of this week. There was a flurry of movement and excitement when I threw the doors of the ambulance open, but when those that were surrounding us saw me, they took a step back. I don't think any of them had been told by the paramedics that I was coming. That was actually quite funny on their part.
"Get back." I told them as I stepped down. "This is my patient, and I will be overseeing his care." The doctors and most of the nurses just stepped away and went back into the hospital. The typical nurses that I had accompany me were the only ones that stayed out here with me.
"What happened, Dr. Malachi? Ashley asked me as she helped me to guide the bed into the building.
"Minor car accident, but it appears that the boy had some sort of neurological issues right before it. I was already on the scene when it happened and he is the friend of a very wealthy family that I know." I explained the reason why I was taking point here.
"Understood. I assumed this boy is somehow related to the one from earlier this week?" Ashley probed without being overly direct.
"That he is. We need to make sure that the family is happy by the time that we are done. We will require a private room and immediate neurological consultation."
Things started to move quickly now. The difference between now and when Ocean came into the hospital, was that I knew what to expect. I knew what had happened to Justin and I knew what I needed to do to 'fix' him.
Knowing didn't stop me from being thorough, though. We checked Justin over for injuries and sent him upstairs to have some scans of his head done. They were checking for causes of his neurological issue.
Well, if I hadn't been so thorough at my job, I would have been worried that this right here might destroy my whole plan to fix this. However, I am thorough and I knew that I had done what I needed to make this next part go smoothly as well.
You see, while I was inside of Justin's mind, I was doing something else as well. I didn't just destroy memories, I put something inside of his head. Well, to be fair, the stuff was already there, I just moved it around. The memories that I destroyed needed to go somewhere, so I compounded them together and formed a tumor in his head.
The tumor was not cancerous, and it wasn't in a place that would cause him immediate danger. However, it would look like the cause for what he was feeling. He would actually need to have surgery and he would actually be able to show his tumor to people if he wanted to. This gave us all the evidence that we needed to make it seem like Justin had not been in the right state of mind.
To be honest, the way that I wove the tumor into his head, it would look like he had been having trouble since he was in freshman year. This would explain why he suddenly turned hostile out of nowhere. It would explain it all away.
And then, the next thing that I would need to figure out, after Justin was taken care of, was how Ocean had managed to bespell him when he was only fifteen. I mean, I guess that it was just possible that Ocean was more powerful than I ever thought. His voice powers could have been latent, like he might have been able to use them but not to their full effect.
Whatever it was, it was definitely worth looking into. This was not something that I needed to leave up to chance. Could there be others out there that were bespelling men when they were just kids? I shuddered to think about that even being a possibility.
I waited in with the neurologist while he ran the scan on Justin's head, trying to focus more on what was happening before me than on what I knew was going to happen soon. I didn't want to sound like I knew that this was the case when Rivero told me the news that was coming my way.
"Abraham, do you see that?" He said as soon as the image was on the screen. "Do you see what I am seeing right there?"
"Yeah, Dan, I see it." I spoked solemnly, as if I could hardly believe this kid's luck.
"I can't believe that they didn't know about this sooner. That thing is massive. It's most likely what caused his accident, and if we don't remove it, it will cause so many more problems."
"Can it be removed? Do you think that it's doable?" I had to throw in some skepticism for the sake of reality here.
"It's big, but it looks like it's not too bad. I can remove it no problem." Rivero was frozen in place as he saw the tumor that I had put into place. It might have been a little bigger than I had planned on making it. Oops.
After the scan was complete and I had Justin settled into his room, I started looking for his parents. I knew that Ocean and Makai were here right now, and I had told them to contact Justin's parents. I needed them here for this moment, because I needed to tell them that their son needed immediate brain surgery, or he might die. That tumor was massive and could explode at any time.
"Mr. and Mrs. Jeffries." I called out to them and shook their hands like a responsible doctor. "My name is Dr. Abraham Malachi, I am taking care of your son."
"How is he, doc?" The father stood up. He was a much more normal man than I had been expecting. With how hostile Justin had been, I thought the dad would be the same. Then again, the hostility was from the spells so I should let that one slide already.
"How is my baby?" His mother was on the verge of tears.
"Your son has a tumor that goes from his frontal lobe down to his temporal lobe. This tumor is causing a lot of pressure inside of his head. We need to operate as early as tomorrow morning, but sooner would be better." I did my best to tell them the facts and nothing more.
"Oh my God." His dad exclaimed while his mother just started to cry. "Will he live? Will he make it through the surgery?"
"We have an excellent surgeon, and I will stay with him every step of the way. I am sure that he will pull through just fine."
"Please, do whatever you have to. Just save my baby." The boy's mother was beside herself with emotions at the moment. "I don't want to lose him. I can't lose my only baby."
The permission was given and the surgery was going to take place first thing the next morning. On top of that, the preparations were being made for the last thing that we needed to do before the boy had his surgery. And that was us making sure that his spell was broken. His other spell. Ocean had released him, but he was still under that bitch, Brittney's spell. We needed to make sure that it was gone before he went under the anesthesia. Because when Justin was put under and the tumor was being removed, I was going to enter his mind again and erase all of his memories since the day of the attack. This would be his amnesia. This would be a side effect of the surgery. And these would be memories that he could never recover.. This would be his permanent fix.
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Abraham Malachi
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"Ocean, we are off. You and Makai can wait here or meet me there. I need one of you to call his parents." I had called out to the two of them while they talked to their friends, humans that lived with them. I needed them to know that it was time to move onto the next part of the plan. I didn't want to hold this up any longer. If I did, people might get suspicious.
"I will take point here." I told the paramedic. This was one of the guys that I was used to seeing. He and his crew came to the hospital a lot with their patients. He knew that I was super controlling and didn't like to let people into my personal space unless I had to. That meant that he was going to stay out of my way.
The paramedics did as I said and just took notes for the chart. I was writing my own notes as well, so that I could fill in the chart soon enough.
Without truly intending to, Justin was playing his part perfectly. I knew it was just the headache that was causing the way that he was acting, but it was spot on. He was acting like he was truly in pain, and I didn't know if it was because he really was in pain or just thought that he was. Either way, it was making for a great effect.
And the bump on the head that he had received was pretty beneficial too. Not that I wanted to see the boy get hurt, but I needed to have an excuse to do what I needed to. This was something that was necessary for us, something that would help us to hide the truth from everyone.
All of this rigmarole wasn't just for Justin's benefit. And it wasn't just to make Ocean feel better either. No, all of this was to protect the people that hail from the sea. We needed to protect the overall secret. We needed to make sure that none of our secrets were ever exposed to the general population.
If we didn't take care of Justin's memories properly, then he could remember too much and tell people. If he told the right people, they might just believe him. And if they believed him, something might be done to find out the validity of his story.
With enough high powered people, wealthy people or overly enthusiastic people, anything can happen. With people like that backing him up, Justin could not only prove that merfolk and Sirens were real, he could become president and attempt to start a nuclear war with the creatures of the sea.
No, I needed to make sure that all evidence, all memories of the incident were fully erased from this boy's mind. This was the only way. This had to be done.
In an almost déjà vu like state of mind, I handled the unloading of Justin like I did with Ocean just at the beginning of this week. There was a flurry of movement and excitement when I threw the doors of the ambulance open, but when those that were surrounding us saw me, they took a step back. I don't think any of them had been told by the paramedics that I was coming. That was actually quite funny on their part.
"Get back." I told them as I stepped down. "This is my patient, and I will be overseeing his care." The doctors and most of the nurses just stepped away and went back into the hospital. The typical nurses that I had accompany me were the only ones that stayed out here with me.
"What happened, Dr. Malachi? Ashley asked me as she helped me to guide the bed into the building.
"Minor car accident, but it appears that the boy had some sort of neurological issues right before it. I was already on the scene when it happened and he is the friend of a very wealthy family that I know." I explained the reason why I was taking point here.
"Understood. I assumed this boy is somehow related to the one from earlier this week?" Ashley probed without being overly direct.
"That he is. We need to make sure that the family is happy by the time that we are done. We will require a private room and immediate neurological consultation."
Things started to move quickly now. The difference between now and when Ocean came into the hospital, was that I knew what to expect. I knew what had happened to Justin and I knew what I needed to do to 'fix' him.
Knowing didn't stop me from being thorough, though. We checked Justin over for injuries and sent him upstairs to have some scans of his head done. They were checking for causes of his neurological issue.
Well, if I hadn't been so thorough at my job, I would have been worried that this right here might destroy my whole plan to fix this. However, I am thorough and I knew that I had done what I needed to make this next part go smoothly as well.
You see, while I was inside of Justin's mind, I was doing something else as well. I didn't just destroy memories, I put something inside of his head. Well, to be fair, the stuff was already there, I just moved it around. The memories that I destroyed needed to go somewhere, so I compounded them together and formed a tumor in his head.
The tumor was not cancerous, and it wasn't in a place that would cause him immediate danger. However, it would look like the cause for what he was feeling. He would actually need to have surgery and he would actually be able to show his tumor to people if he wanted to. This gave us all the evidence that we needed to make it seem like Justin had not been in the right state of mind.
To be honest, the way that I wove the tumor into his head, it would look like he had been having trouble since he was in freshman year. This would explain why he suddenly turned hostile out of nowhere. It would explain it all away.
And then, the next thing that I would need to figure out, after Justin was taken care of, was how Ocean had managed to bespell him when he was only fifteen. I mean, I guess that it was just possible that Ocean was more powerful than I ever thought. His voice powers could have been latent, like he might have been able to use them but not to their full effect.
Whatever it was, it was definitely worth looking into. This was not something that I needed to leave up to chance. Could there be others out there that were bespelling men when they were just kids? I shuddered to think about that even being a possibility.
I waited in with the neurologist while he ran the scan on Justin's head, trying to focus more on what was happening before me than on what I knew was going to happen soon. I didn't want to sound like I knew that this was the case when Rivero told me the news that was coming my way.
"Abraham, do you see that?" He said as soon as the image was on the screen. "Do you see what I am seeing right there?"
"Yeah, Dan, I see it." I spoked solemnly, as if I could hardly believe this kid's luck.
"I can't believe that they didn't know about this sooner. That thing is massive. It's most likely what caused his accident, and if we don't remove it, it will cause so many more problems."
"Can it be removed? Do you think that it's doable?" I had to throw in some skepticism for the sake of reality here.
"It's big, but it looks like it's not too bad. I can remove it no problem." Rivero was frozen in place as he saw the tumor that I had put into place. It might have been a little bigger than I had planned on making it. Oops.
After the scan was complete and I had Justin settled into his room, I started looking for his parents. I knew that Ocean and Makai were here right now, and I had told them to contact Justin's parents. I needed them here for this moment, because I needed to tell them that their son needed immediate brain surgery, or he might die. That tumor was massive and could explode at any time.
"Mr. and Mrs. Jeffries." I called out to them and shook their hands like a responsible doctor. "My name is Dr. Abraham Malachi, I am taking care of your son."
"How is he, doc?" The father stood up. He was a much more normal man than I had been expecting. With how hostile Justin had been, I thought the dad would be the same. Then again, the hostility was from the spells so I should let that one slide already.
"How is my baby?" His mother was on the verge of tears.
"Your son has a tumor that goes from his frontal lobe down to his temporal lobe. This tumor is causing a lot of pressure inside of his head. We need to operate as early as tomorrow morning, but sooner would be better." I did my best to tell them the facts and nothing more.
"Oh my God." His dad exclaimed while his mother just started to cry. "Will he live? Will he make it through the surgery?"
"We have an excellent surgeon, and I will stay with him every step of the way. I am sure that he will pull through just fine."
"Please, do whatever you have to. Just save my baby." The boy's mother was beside herself with emotions at the moment. "I don't want to lose him. I can't lose my only baby."
The permission was given and the surgery was going to take place first thing the next morning. On top of that, the preparations were being made for the last thing that we needed to do before the boy had his surgery. And that was us making sure that his spell was broken. His other spell. Ocean had released him, but he was still under that bitch, Brittney's spell. We needed to make sure that it was gone before he went under the anesthesia. Because when Justin was put under and the tumor was being removed, I was going to enter his mind again and erase all of his memories since the day of the attack. This would be his amnesia. This would be a side effect of the surgery. And these would be memories that he could never recover.. This would be his permanent fix.
~~Abraham Malachi~~"Ocean, we are off. You and Makai can wait here or meet me there. I need one of you to call his parents." I had called out to the two of them while they talked to their friends, humans that lived with them. I needed them to know that it was time to move onto the next part of the plan. I didn't want to hold this up any longer. If I did, people might get suspicious."I will take point here." I told the paramedic. This was one of the guys that I was used to seeing. He and his crew came to the hospital a lot with their patients. He knew that I was super controlling and didn't like to let people into my personal space unless I had to. That meant that he was going to stay out of my way.The paramedics did as I said and just took notes for the chart. I was writing my own notes as well, so that I could fill in the chart soon enough.Without truly intending to, Justin was playing his part perfectly. I knew it was just the headache that was causing the way that he was acting, but it was spot on. He was acting like he was truly in pain, and I didn't know if it was because he really was in pain or just thought that he was. Either way, it was making for a great effect.And the bump on the head that he had received was pretty beneficial too. Not that I wanted to see the boy get hurt, but I needed to have an excuse to do what I needed to. This was something that was necessary for us, something that would help us to hide the truth from everyone.All of this rigmarole wasn't just for Justin's benefit. And it wasn't just to make Ocean feel better either. No, all of this was to protect the people that hail from the sea. We needed to protect the overall secret. We needed to make sure that none of our secrets were ever exposed to the general population. If we didn't take care of Justin's memories properly, then he could remember too much and tell people. If he told the right people, they might just believe him. And if they believed him, something might be done to find out the validity of his story. With enough high powered people, wealthy people or overly enthusiastic people, anything can happen. With people like that backing him up, Justin could not only prove that merfolk and Sirens were real, he could become president and attempt to start a nuclear war with the creatures of the sea.No, I needed to make sure that all evidence, all memories of the incident were fully erased from this boy's mind. This was the only way. This had to be done.In an almost dj vu like state of mind, I handled the unloading of Justin like I did with Ocean just at the beginning of this week. There was a flurry of movement and excitement when I threw the doors of the ambulance open, but when those that were surrounding us saw me, they took a step back. I don't think any of them had been told by the paramedics that I was coming. That was actually quite funny on their part."Get back." I told them as I stepped down. "This is my patient, and I will be overseeing his care." The doctors and most of the nurses just stepped away and went back into the hospital. The typical nurses that I had accompany me were the only ones that stayed out here with me."What happened, Dr. Malachi? Ashley asked me as she helped me to guide the bed into the building."Minor car accident, but it appears that the boy had some sort of neurological issues right before it. I was already on the scene when it happened and he is the friend of a very wealthy family that I know." I explained the reason why I was taking point here."Understood. I assumed this boy is somehow related to the one from earlier this week?" Ashley probed without being overly direct."That he is. We need to make sure that the family is happy by the time that we are done. We will require a private room and immediate neurological consultation."Things started to move quickly now. The difference between now and when Ocean came into the hospital, was that I knew what to expect. I knew what had happened to Justin and I knew what I needed to do to 'fix' him.Knowing didn't stop me from being thorough, though. We checked Justin over for injuries and sent him upstairs to have some scans of his head done. They were checking for causes of his neurological issue.Well, if I hadn't been so thorough at my job, I would have been worried that this right here might destroy my whole plan to fix this. However, I am thorough and I knew that I had done what I needed to make this next part go smoothly as well.You see, while I was inside of Justin's mind, I was doing something else as well. I didn't just destroy memories, I put something inside of his head. Well, to be fair, the stuff was already there, I just moved it around. The memories that I destroyed needed to go somewhere, so I compounded them together and formed a tumor in his head.The tumor was not cancerous, and it wasn't in a place that would cause him immediate danger. However, it would look like the cause for what he was feeling. He would actually need to have surgery and he would actually be able to show his tumor to people if he wanted to. This gave us all the evidence that we needed to make it seem like Justin had not been in the right state of mind.To be honest, the way that I wove the tumor into his head, it would look like he had been having trouble since he was in freshman year. This would explain why he suddenly turned hostile out of nowhere. It would explain it all away.And then, the next thing that I would need to figure out, after Justin was taken care of, was how Ocean had managed to bespell him when he was only fifteen. I mean, I guess that it was just possible that Ocean was more powerful than I ever thought. His voice powers could have been latent, like he might have been able to use them but not to their full effect.Whatever it was, it was definitely worth looking into. This was not something that I needed to leave up to chance. Could there be others out there that were bespelling men when they were just kids? I shuddered to think about that even being a possibility.I waited in with the neurologist while he ran the scan on Justin's head, trying to focus more on what was happening before me than on what I knew was going to happen soon. I didn't want to sound like I knew that this was the case when Rivero told me the news that was coming my way."Abraham, do you see that?" He said as soon as the image was on the screen. "Do you see what I am seeing right there?""Yeah, Dan, I see it." I spoked solemnly, as if I could hardly believe this kid's luck."I can't believe that they didn't know about this sooner. That thing is massive. It's most likely what caused his accident, and if we don't remove it, it will cause so many more problems.""Can it be removed? Do you think that it's doable?" I had to throw in some skepticism for the sake of reality here."It's big, but it looks like it's not too bad. I can remove it no problem." Rivero was frozen in place as he saw the tumor that I had put into place. It might have been a little bigger than I had planned on making it. Oops.After the scan was complete and I had Justin settled into his room, I started looking for his parents. I knew that Ocean and Makai were here right now, and I had told them to contact Justin's parents. I needed them here for this moment, because I needed to tell them that their son needed immediate brain surgery, or he might die. That tumor was massive and could explode at any time."Mr. and Mrs. Jeffries." I called out to them and shook their hands like a responsible doctor. "My name is Dr. Abraham Malachi, I am taking care of your son.""How is he, doc?" The father stood up. He was a much more normal man than I had been expecting. With how hostile Justin had been, I thought the dad would be the same. Then again, the hostility was from the spells so I should let that one slide already."How is my baby?" His mother was on the verge of tears."Your son has a tumor that goes from his frontal lobe down to his temporal lobe. This tumor is causing a lot of pressure inside of his head. We need to operate as early as tomorrow morning, but sooner would be better." I did my best to tell them the facts and nothing more."Oh my God." His dad exclaimed while his mother just started to cry. "Will he live? Will he make it through the surgery?""We have an excellent surgeon, and I will stay with him every step of the way. I am sure that he will pull through just fine.""Please, do whatever you have to. Just save my baby." The boy's mother was beside herself with emotions at the moment. "I don't want to lose him. I can't lose my only baby."The permission was given and the surgery was going to take place first thing the next morning. On top of that, the preparations were being made for the last thing that we needed to do before the boy had his surgery. And that was us making sure that his spell was broken. His other spell. Ocean had released him, but he was still under that bitch, Brittney's spell. We needed to make sure that it was gone before he went under the anesthesia. Because when Justin was put under and the tumor was being removed, I was going to enter his mind again and erase all of his memories since the day of the attack. This would be his amnesia. This would be a side effect of the surgery. And these would be memories that he could never recover.. This would be his permanent fix.
