The Creation Of A Cure

Chapter Forty-Four: The Pestilence

Hello everyone! This Chapter will contain my theory on what the Pestilence and Cure are. I would love to hear all thoughts and options. Just remember to be respectful.
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      049 walked guided by poles attached to his collar, his figure tall and proud.

Past
     "What it is you wish to ask of me?" 049 had demanded. The weight of what he just read was heavy in his mind.
      "We need you to go back to Alagadda doctor." Dr.Narváez had replied. 049 laughed softly,
     "Do you comprehend what you ask?" 049 had demanded.
     "Yes." Dr.Narváez said solemnly. 

Present
 
  049 eyes were forward the rattle of his chains heard as he moved along the hallway. Agents ever at the ready to subdue him into compliance.

  Past
 
    "I would not ask, but we have no other choice." Dr.Narváez said. "In the end it is your decision to cooperate."
     "Lies are not becoming of you Sir." 049 said.

Present

     049 could feel the deep throb of his wounds underneath the gauze. His grey eyes seemed cold and distant but his mind was taring itself apart.

Past

  "We leave for London in a little over a month." Dr.Narváez had said. "You are correct, there is little choice but my hope is that you will aid us in good faith."
    "What of my work?" 049 asked. "What of... My Raven?"
    "I am sorry doctor." Dr.Narváez answered. "I pray we survive so you may finish what has been started."
     "It is perhaps humorous I am dare to be asked to act in good faith," 049 had replied. "Without the cure it matters not for preparation. I have humored you in good faith with your requests for most of my time here. I offer you life free of the pestilence and this place has not but condemned me and you dare ask I act in good faith!"

  
Present

   049 laid on the medical bed, his arms and legs strapped back down. The nurse and Agents regarding him with controlled fear.

Past
     "Raven will be cared for while your gone." Dr.Narváez offered in comfort. "She will be protected from any harm." 
    "Your words mean little." 049 had replied bitterly. "She will require comfort, comfort I will not able be able to provide. She will suffer." 
    "Tell us how to help her then." Dr.Narváez replied.
    "The only relief you could offer is if another laid with her in my absence." 049 replied coldly.
     "I...I am sorry doctor." Dr.Narváez said
     "Spare me your false pity Sir." 049 answered. "I must perpare."
      "Know I asked this be delayed." Dr.Narváez said firmly. "I did not want it to come to this."
     

   Present
      049 looked up at the ceiling, fustration coursing through his viens. Anger boiling his blood.
      "049?" Raven called to him. He looked to her and saw worry imprinted in her golden eyes.
      "Yes my dear?" 049 replied. She did not respond instead she merely embraced his prone body tenderly.
       "I am here." She finally whispered. They stayed like that for sometime, her holding him. "What happened?"
      "It is best you do not know." 049 said. He could not bare to tell her the truth, to tell her what they were asking of him. Where he had to go.
   

      You sat infront of your white board, as your bow your head in defeat.
      "Damn it!" You whisper harshly. It had taken all of two days before 049 was back on his feet, hunched over a body operating. You were no longer allowed to sleep, so surgerys between the two of you took place at night.
    
Yesterday

  "Repeat my actions." 049 said pulling away. You were startled he had never asked you to do this before. You nod even though there is no way your skill could ever match his own, you want to make him proud. Taking ahold of the scalpel presented to you, you begin. You felt happiness fill you as you worked, he was allowing you to work on his patient. You worked with fever, pouring more effort into the procedure then any before it. This was chance to show him how deeply you cared, to show him you were worthy of being his. You look over everything a final time and step aside egar for him to see your attempt. However your hopes were dashed when 049 shook his head in disappointment. "Try once more." Your chest fell, was it really so bad?
     "Can you show me were I went wrong?" You ask.
      "I suggest you begin anew." 049 offered. You almost flinch as your pride stung from his words. You swollow any protest and set about fixing what you did wrong. Even then all you received was the word "Again." You had redone your work seven time when finally you felt defeated.
     "I don't know what I doing wrong." You reply. "Please just show me." 049 looked at you dispassionately, making you feel even more horrible. You move back to the body and set to work again, and again. You had never felt more stupid and useless in your entire life
    "You may leave, there is nothing more that can be done." 049 said. "I suggest you give time to study."