Needing of better ocular devices [implant/rest/NK]

The grass was green and seemed to wave as a light breeze blew across the plains. The tree that sat above the young boy had provided him an adequate amount of shade, perfect for a relaxing evening. Nothing seemed all the more calmer as the boy looked up at the sky, imagining images in the clouds. He pointed out a dragon that looked like it was smoking and laughed, fixing the sunglasses on his face. The breeze picked up, turning into a gust, and increasing into a torrent of maelstrom winds. The gorgeous scene was blown away, revealing burnt lands of an apocalyptic scene. The ground was scorched and some parts were still on fire, including the tree above the boy. His left eye slowly covered with red, a thick red that completely turned his left eye's vision into all red. A sharp pain occupied his left eye and Zevas screamed.

Lights passed by over head, vision blurry, senses all screwed up. Zevas looked around, his vision slowly starting to sharpen. He heard someone call out, their voice seeming very far off and he was unable to make out the words. Zevas slowly rolled his head, his movements feeling very sluggish. Zevas looked to his left, seeing an intravenous injection in his arm. He also saw a crimson red liquid staining his garb. Zevas looked around and saw four people dressed in light blue scrubs. He noticed that he was laying on some sort of object that felt like a very hard bed as well. Reaching up Zevas felt his face, pulling his hand away and noticing more of the crimson red liquid. That was when it all came flooding back to him.

Zevas screamed as pain rushed into his eye, and his senses came back with renewed clarity and acuity. He thrashed out against the gurney, and two of the medical nin held his arms down. The shuriken was still stuck in his eye, his glasses broken. Zevas screamed out against the nin, kicking his legs in pain as he was wheeled into an operating room. As he was moved from the gurney to the bed he felt the object he had just built bump against his leg in his pocket. Zevas tried reaching for it, but was immediately strapped down to the hospital bed. He could feel the cold light from the operating room pressing on him. He hated it, but couldnt do anything about it.

Zevas tried calling out, but his throat was too dry, as if all moisture had been pulled from his body. Zevas looked at his arm, the one that had fluids being pumped into it. It was obvious fluids were being pumped into him, as well as some sort of drug that would help try and ease some of his pain. The only thoughts that went through his head were ones of what went wrong, and what could have been different. His memories before and after the event were missing, but the ones during were as vivid as watching a man die in slow motion. He was scared and didnt know what was going to happen to him.

[WC: 522]

The lights above Zevas head seemed to swirl, making him nauseous, but the liquids being pumped into his system caused the nausea to subside enough for him to hold his stomach contents inside of his body.  The rest of his body was numb, but his eye, his damn eye was on fire. It felt like someone was sticking a hot poker into his eye, slowly twisting it back and forth. Zevas looked at his restraints, seeing that they were double strapped, an extra precaution. Zevas shed a bloody tear from his left eye, not from sadness, but from anger. He was furious that he had allowed such a thing to happen to him. The events played over and over in his head as he tried to figure out what went wrong.

Zevas was practicing at the training grounds, throwing shuriken at a log. The mist seemed heavier than normal but not by much so it didnt raise any alarms. The sun was high in the sky but it could barely be seen, only the glow being diffracted by the mist shed the sun's light upon the area. Zevas felt like his stamina had left quicker than normal, but he also didnt sleep well the night before. That was when it happened, the incident that changed it all. Zevas had turned, facing towards the gate to the training grounds. With no time to react Zevas had saw a shiny object flying towards him. The object struck him in the left eye, which if he wouldnt have turned it would have struck him in the back of the neck. That was when things got fuzzy again.

Zevas tried keeping his thoughts clear among the pain, but his endeavors proved to be quite difficult. A slight twitch in his left eye caused a shooting pain to pierce into his head, making Zevas scream in agonizing pain. For some reason the injury was causing much more pain than it should, an incredible amount more. As if the shuriken could have been laced or dipped in something. Someone had to have been after Zevas, as he remembered neon body flickering right after the kunai implanted itself in his left eye ball socket. He would have managed to escape and get within the confines and safety of kiri before someone could catch him. Zevas cursed at himself for his stupidity, coughing as some of the fluids started re hydrating his body, allowing him to actually lick his lips and wet them.

There was a rush in the hallway and a sound of people clamoring about. There was a small gust of wind as his hospital room doors burst open and the mizukage flew in. He immediately went over some sort of chart, and requested the nurse of some tasks. That was when he came over to Zevas, explaining to him about the restraints, and went on about how his left was basically lost. The question was raised if Zevas knew what had happened to him and Zevas only shuddered. Zevas took in a deep breath and slowly let it out, trying to calm himself as much as he could, relaxing his tense muscles. He wanted out of his restraints, badly, and, even though the kage was there in the room with him, he still didnt feel safe. Mustering up as much strength as he could, Zevas spoke.

"Mizukage sir, i...im not sure exactly. I was at the training grounds...practicing my buki...when all of a sudden this happened"

Zevas tried to motion to his eye.

"I...i think i was targeted for some reason. I keep playing what happened over and over in my head...if i hadnt turned when i did this...shuriken..."

Zevas let out a breath and took in another shaky one.

"This shuriken would be implanted dead center in the back of my neck. I would have been paralyzed, if not unconscious...and this pain, this pain...is much worse than it should be..."

Zevas tensed up slightly as another wave of agonizing tremors shot through his head. He forced himself to relax again, looking up at the kage.

"But you said...im going to lose my eye?"

Zevas held in his emotion, for two reasons. One was the fact he had to remain strong in front of his leader, and the second was he may not be that bad off as everyone may be first led to believe. Zevas had tried shifting, lightly pulling on the restraints. The shift had caused the object hidden in Zevas' pocket to fall out, it rolling on the bed Zevas was laying on. The wires stopped it from rolling onto the floor, and it made a small clinking noise as it hit the metal bars of the bed. Zevas looked at the object then looked at his kage.

"Thats nothing...it was something i made, an eye enhancement of sorts, but i havent found a way to implant it yet..."

Zevas closed his good eye and continued to breath slowly, trying to keep his composure.

[WC: 820]

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Zevas could only wait for his Kage as his words faded into the distance. The man's face was still as Zevas looked into his eyes with his still working one. Zevas watched as his kage started to undo his restraints, doing his best not to lash out in pain. The restraints fell to the side of the bed, making a small clinking noise as the Kage placed a hand on Zevas' arm. He looked into the man's eyes, and all of a sudden they started to get heavy. He felt himself drifting, thinking that he was fading due to blood loss or some sort of medical issue. Zevas continued to drift, the only thing left in his vision was the Kage's face, now also fading. Zevas' eyes fell shut, still listening to his surroundings as the noises also started to fade. Soon even the noise of his own pulse was washed away by a flooding noise, and then silence.

The darkness was replaced by a scene of flowers in a field. Two people were sitting in this field, laying next to one another as there fingers were intertwined. Their gaze was pointed skywards, looking at the clouds. One was male and one was female, and it was obvious to see that their hearts were connected in a way that only two could be when they were in love. The girl sat up and looked down at the boy, smiling to him. She said something but no sound could be heard. He put his hands behind his head and spoke back, again with an inaudible response. The two seemed happier than anything in the world. The view went into the sky and a cloud passed, blocking all sight. When the cloud passed the scene had changed to a battlefield. The two were now in shinobi gear, surrounded by enemies. The two fought, keeping to each other's backs as they continued to stand their ground. The fight seemed endless, and it would be for Zevas, as the scene started to fade and he awoke from his slumber.

Zevas groaned as he slowly moved his head to the side. His body ached and his head seemed to have a dull roar of rushing water inside of it. Zevas placed a hand to his eye, quickly pulling it away when he realized which eye he had touched, but to his surprise it didnt hurt. Zevas slowly sat up and turned to face the wall, seeing a sink with a mirror above it. He slowly pulled his legs over, setting them on the floor and trying to stand up. His legs felt like jello, and he had to hold onto the edge of the bed as he got used to walking again. Slowly, he forced himself to stand without use of any near object to support him. Carefully, he wobbled over to the sink, his vision dizzy and blurry. He felt like he was drunk, remembering the time he had tried Sake secretly. He stumbled and caught himself on the edge of the sink, propping himself on the cool, metal surface.

Zevas looked into the mirror, seeing bandages wrapped around his head and covering his eye. He reached up, grabbing them, and started unwinding the cloth, feeling it slip from his head. After he removed the bandages he saw his eye, still closed. A scar could be seen, small but still present. Zevas now had a conscious effort to open it, slowly, watching himself in the mirror. His eye lid opened, revealing the metal not there. At first it took him a second to realize what it was, then he quickly placd a hand in his pocket, seeing that it was empty, still looking in the mirror. His good eye had now regained focus, while his new one was still adjusting. He could see the small gears turning, spinning, and like a camera lens his eye focused. Zevas continued to stare at his eye, watching it as he admired not only his work but how gracefully it was placed. He blinked and heard a small click reminding him of the design and what he had meant for it to do.

Regaining his balance as his body started to now become stable, Zevas turned towards the window, slowly walking towards it as he looked outside. He placed his palms on the window sill and looked around. Focusing with his new eye he forced chakra into it, making the gears in his head turn a different way. He focused on a sign in the distance, and the sign got closer. His right eye's vision remained the same, but his left eye's vision was right up next to the sign, almost as if he could touch it. Zevas was astounded, at how well he took to the implant. He thought back to his design, and this time focused more chakra into his eye, causing a switch in vision. The colors changed in his left eye, and he was now able to see the people walking about the streets, and inside the building. He saw their bones through the mist that had descended upon kiri, he saw the hardened materials that hung about their necks and in their coin purses. Zevas focused again, the colors changing. He could now see the heat that came from their bodies, seeping through the mist. Zevas almost fell out the window as he rejoiced. In his excitement he changed his vision to the third and final step, nearly blinding himself as he covered his eye. Night vision shouldnt be used during the day.

Zevas changed his vision back to normal, letting his eye adjust as he kept it close, walking back to the bed before he opened it. He looked around, looking at the room as his eyes now held their normal vision. Looking behind him he noticed the kage, sleeping in the chair. Zevas looked at him as he realized that was the man who had saved his sight. Zevas pondered for a moment, as he wondered what he should do or say. He didnt want to wake the man, but yet he wanted to thank him for what he did. Slowly, Zevas cleared his throat, and spoke a single word in a quiet tone.

"Mizukage?"

[WC: 1040]

After the success of the surgery the young Mizukage got cleaned up and sat in the lounge slightly tired from the days work, but all signs of this changed when the man realized the nurse came walking his way. He straightened up his posture a bit before brushing his blue mop of hair out of his face. She stopped just short of an adjacent chair from where Ōsharu sat, the two exchanged playful smiles before she took the chair. The Mizukage raised an eyebrow at the woman's actions.

"I doubt you mind that I sit here, right Mizukage-sama?"

Her voice was light and playful when she spoke, she worked her fingers two by two over to the books that had been left on the table, unknowingly the blue haired man had sat at the same exact table from earlier, she slid her hand over the cover before pulling them closer to her. The woman's eyes moved in tandem with her fingers as she skimmed through the open pages of each of the books, a chuckle escaped her as her brown eyes met his hazel ones.

"So I take it this is where you got your inspiration from, huh? Not a bad plan after seeing the result. Although Ijutsu isn't your specialty, you make a fine medic Mizukage-sama!"

"Hmph . . . Well thank you miss? . . ."

The woman shook her head and her finger simultaneously through the air, her eyes locking in once more as she smiled devilishly shaking her head slower and slower with each turn. "No no no . . . No names, besides don't you have a kid to go look after? Mizukage-sama . . . Mizukage"

& with that said the soothing voice of the woman transitioned into that of his student as the Mizukage woke from the slight slumber that had fallen over him. Stretching his body out while in the chair the man began to straighten himself up, his hand began rubbing at his eyes as the image of his student before him came into focus.

Zevas watched as the man stirred in the chair, his eyes slightly rolling out of a dream. Zevas sat down on the bed and relaxed, his head spinning for a second as the new adjustment to his eyesight was taking some getting used to. That was when the man spoke, speaking of his dream then asking of his eye. Zevas pondered for a moment, wanting to ramble on about many different things; how the eye worked, what vision it gave him, wondering how the mizukage was able to place it in him, how the eye worked better than he hoped, how it felt smooth like it was his normal eye. Zevas only sighed and responded with one answer. One that would wrap up the entire thing into the most simplistic way possible to ever respond.

"Amazing."

Yet, Zevas couldnt keep his composure, and his ability to remain calm had faded away as he took a deep breath. From there Zevas had begun to explain how and why he created the eye in the first place, and what it was meant for. From there he went on to explain how it had worked, how it changed his vision and what he was able to see. The colors, the zooming, the ways of seeing that would now allow him to better use his abilities. He explained how the item would tie into his abilities, though he was sure the kage had a good idea of what Zevas was trying to do, seeing he knew the boy's abilities. Once he finished his speech, Zevas started imagining the possibilities the new implant could bring. How this new change would greatly increase his skill. Zevas slowly slid off the bed, and grabbed his clothes, seeing that he had been placed in a medical robe. It was for sterile reasons he was sure, and looked over at the kage sitting in the chair.

"If you dont mind i am gonna need some privacy."

Zevas grabbed the curtain and pulled it closed, and proceeded to change into his normal clothes. He felt so much better with them on, they were apart of him as much as they were clothes. To his surprise his sunglasses had been fixed as well, and he smiled as he slowly slid them on. As he thought back they were the things that probably saved his life, slowing down the weapon that got stuck in his eye so it wouldnt seep into his brain. Zevas finished putting his clothes on and threw the medical robe onto the bed before pulling the curtain open. He looked at the mizukage, glancing at the man's figure. He wondered if the blue hair was real or not, but it wasnt of real concern. Zevas smiled at the man, his eyes lightly squinting. He enjoyed the man's company, but for more than just as a teacher and student type of thing. He was sure, as time would pass, he would become the man's friend if things were permittable. Zevas could only imagine fighting along side the man, being more of an asset instead of a nuisance.

"Thank you again, mizukage. I am now ready to get back to what i am supposed to be doing."

Zevas walked to the window and placed his hands on the window sill, closing his eyes and inhaling a deep breath of fresh air through his nose. He looked at the kage out of the side of his view, giving him a sideways glance. He tipped two fingers off the top of his head, his signal for a farewell. Zevas then proceeded to jump out the window, grabbing onto a pole and sliding down it as he swung around it. Zevas landed on the ground, standing up straight and looking ahead of him. He wasnt looking at anything in particular, just looking ahead of him, into his future.

[exit]

[WC: 622]

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