You never know

I had always felt immortal till a gun was pressed under my chin and i was staring death in the face. My lack of any sense of mortality had always been a laughing matter. My friends, my brother could never understand. ‘How do you feel like you’ll never die while participating in a war?’ was a common question one that I didn't have the answer too. And now? Moments from facing my doom i missed being immortal.

I didn’t feel the oncoming blast from the gun, I didn't feel anything but relief. Relief that my friends had escaped with the girl while I distracted Korse. I closed my eyes and waited to meet death like an old friend. When i opened my eyes again i was lying on a cold surface and staring a white up at a blinding light. My head felt fuzzy and I struggled to collect my thoughts. Was this the promised land?

As my head cleared and I regained more feeling in my body I realised that unfortunately I was still alive and the best part? I was strapped to a cold metal table. I struggled against the arm and leg restrainments to no result. I looked around the room it was sterile and white, how original. The door opened and a short man wearing a white lab coat walked into the room. Upon realising i was awake he immediately grabbed a walkie talkie from his pocket and started speaking. ‘Way is awake, I repeat Way is awake over’ he spoke very fast and then left the room.

A few minutes later Korse walked in flanked by two draculoids grim and bald as ever. ‘Good morning way glad to see you back in the land of the living’ ‘My name is Party Poison’ I grunted out. He took two long strides towards me and punched me square in the face. I had to spit out the blood that filled my mouth. ‘No Party Poison is your rebel name we know exactly who you are Gerard Arthur Way’

Notes

Hey guys this is my first story on this account. I know its short but i just wanted to see the response this this chapter so its a little tester so let me know, All comments are appricated!!