The Strongest Ordained One

CHAPTER FOUR

Leon lay on the floor, bleeding profusely, blood gushing out of his sides and his head where he'd been badly beaten by the gangsters. The girl he'd saved, Sylvia ran to him on the ground and saw his critical state, "Oh my God! He's dying!" She cried and clutched him to her side, shaking him to wake up. 

She could almost see his life drifting away with every drop of blood that soaked the wet floor. 

"Uncle, please, save my friend, he's dying, he'd been badly wounded by these men," she wept helplessly. 

Uncle Smith looked at the young man on the floor, he was badly hurt and it was all because he'd been protecting his favorite niece. He knew he had to help him, "Let's take him to the hospital, please." Sylvia sobbed and her uncle nodded. 

"I will deal with your little gang later, mark my words." Sylvia's uncle said to the gangsters and then turned to help Leon first. 

With the help of his siblings, they picked Leon up and put him in the car, driving him to one of the best hospitals in the city that was just close by. When they arrived at the hospital, immediately Uncle Smith's car was seen driving in, all the security men were ready to assist him in whatever way he needed. 

The nurses and doctors rushed to help him because they knew how powerful he was. "I want the best doctors for him, he is a family friend." He said and the doctor nodded, "Of course sir, he'll be good as new." He said as they laid Leon in a stretcher and pushed him inside the hallway of the hospital. Because of the influence that the Caden family had, every skilled doctor was sent to attend to Leon immediately and make sure he was being brought back to consciousness. 

Meanwhile, the girl hadn't left his side since he'd been taken from the car, she rushed after the doctors and nurses as they pushed him on, "Please, wake up." Sylvia continued to cry beside him, "Don't die!" She sobbed, almost drowned in the guilt. She could not believe that he was fighting for his life just because he'd tried to save her. 

"You can't die, wake up." She said as the stretcher was rolled to the emergency ward one of the nurses had to detach her from the stretcher and roll Leon in alone. 

Leon could not feel his legs or any part of his body for that matter, he felt like he was floating, in-between reality and the world on his head. He was losing a lot of blood and his consciousness was slowly drifting away. But as he bled, his blood seeped into the mysterious ring that his mother had given to him a long time ago before she disappeared from his life without any explanation. As the blood soaked the ring, he suddenly heard a voice. 

"This is the symbol of Apollo, the god of archery, dance, music, prophecy, healing, and disease," the voice said.

Leon was shocked, even in his weak state, he knew that the voice could not be real, it could not be human. He was having an illusion. 

"What power do you wish to activate?" The voice asked Leon again. As much as he wanted to deny it, he knew that the voice was there, right in his head and he could hear it almost as clearly as he heard the nurses and doctors around him clamoring to save his life. 

"What power do you wish to activate?" The voice asked again, this time even louder. Leon was confused but he asked the power of healing and disease to be activated. 

"You have activated the power of healing and disease," the voice in his head responded promptly. 

Suddenly, as he chose the power of healing, something appeared in his mind, it was a clear picture of how bad his state of health was, he could see that he had a tumor in his brain and he was also badly injured in the fight. 

"Do you wish to use the power of the deity to heal yourself?" The voice in his head asked. At that point, Leon wasn't sure what was hallucination or reality, but he badly wanted to recover so he agreed to use the powers to be healed. 

Immediately he agreed to the voice in his head, he felt a rush through his entire body, he was rejuvenated almost immediately, strength returning to his limbs and he was no longer floating on the waves of unconsciousness. 

He was more aware of his surroundings and could hear the doctors around him muttering to themselves as they laid him on the bed and began to have him checked. The doctors hovering over him were all scared, they could not even figure out the right medicine to administer, they were all very afraid of the Caden family and knew that they might be in trouble if they didn't help Leon recover fast. 

But as the doctors checked him again, they discovered that his injuries were not so fatal anymore, he was getting better. They were all relieved that he was in such a critical state, they assumed that his injuries weren't that serious. Outside the emergency room, Sylvia was pacing the length of the waiting room, she was sick with worry, and tears streaked down her face as she hurried from one wall to another, unable to help herself. 

"There is nothing you can do, ma'am, let the doctors do their job." One of the nurses tried to console her but she only worsened it. 

Sylvia broke down again and began to sob uncontrollably, imagining what Leon must be going through just because he wanted to help her, she hoped that he would be fine.  Soon, the door to the emergency room opened and the doctors came out, Sylvia sprang from her seat immediately and rushed to them, "How is he? Is he alive?" She asked all in one breath.