SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Let’s go home

A startled silence fell over the room as Damon burst through the door. Half a dozen medical staff turned toward him, surprised by his sudden entrance. Mark jerked up from his seat at Kate’s side, wide-eyed. The attending doctor—an older man with silver-framed glasses and a tired face—straightened, already preparing to protest.

But Damon didn’t waver.

"Can we take her home and wait for her recovery?" he asked, eyes flicking briefly to the monitors, then to the stunned faces of the team, "or does she have to stay here?"

One of the nurses opened her mouth, but the doctor beat her to it. "I... That depends. This level of recovery is unheard of. We’d like to keep her under observation, at least for the next 24 to 48 hours. Her condition was critical just hours ago. We can’t release her until we understand what changed."

"She’s off everything," Damon pointed out flatly. "She’s breathing on her own. Her vitals are stable. If there’s no medical intervention left to perform, you’re just waiting and watching."

"That’s not incorrect," the doctor admitted cautiously, then frowned. "But it’s still protocol. There are procedures—forms, risk disclosures—"

"Mark will sign whatever you need." Damon stepped closer to the bed.

Mark looked between Damon and the doctor, visibly torn. "Maybe we should stay, just for one night—just to be safe."

Damon did not relent. "I have read many news articles about how these types of patients recovered faster in their own homes rather than a hospital bed. How about we pay for a nurse to take care of her at home? Kate’s recovery is what matters."

"Just where did you read these news articles, young man?" The doctor raised a brow.

"Are you saying I am wrong?"

The doctor shook his head. "Well, ultimately it’s up to her brother."

Everyone looked at Mark for a decision, and the poor guy was in no position to make any decision.

Damon knew he had to take drastic actions. "Mark, can I talk to you outside?"

Mark looked confused, but he followed his friend nevertheless. Damon knew now he had no choice except to come clean about everything he had done. Otherwise, things were going to become exponentially complicated for everyone.

After a few minutes of discussion, the two of them walked back to the room. Mark still had a dazed and confused expression on his face. He also had a fang mark on his arm that was already fading.

The doctor looked up. "Have you made your decision?"

Mark hesitated, then nodded slowly. "We’re taking her home. I’ll sign whatever you need. Damon’s right. I... I just have a feeling she’ll do better there."

The words were shaky but firm enough to silence any protest. The medical staff exchanged uncertain glances, but the doctor finally sighed, rubbing his temple. "Fine. I’ll begin the discharge paperwork, but I want a full-time nurse on call and a follow-up in twenty-four hours. If anything changes, call this number immediately."

"Remember. You are discharging her against the doctor’s orders. You will be responsible if something happens to her. Police will be informed."

"Understood," Damon said.

Behind him, Mark sat beside Kate again, gently brushing her hair with shaking fingers. He hadn’t said much after Damon had explained it, explained her condition, what she might become, what he had done to save her.

Damon didn’t waste time. "I will be back in fifteen."

Mark nodded, barely looking up, still seated beside Kate, his expression tight with exhaustion and disbelief. Damon didn’t blame him. The guy had just been told that vampires were real, his sister might become one, and the person he trusted most had just fed her literal blood.

If Mark had looked up, he would have seen Damon disappear into thin air.

Damon activated Blink and reappeared in the dim, cluttered living room of two college students two buildings over, the scent of instant noodles and old pizza boxes lingering in the air. The two guys both did part-time jobs with him and were definitely not home during the daytime.

Just like he thought, the place was completely empty. The first helmet sat on the desk, and a second helmet sat on the bed. He hurriedly grabbed the two helmets and activated Blink again. They’d be returned. Eventually. Maybe.

He could have gone to a shop to buy, but all he helmets were sold out at the moment. The stock would only be refreshed next week, and he did not want to wait until then.

Within five minutes, he was back in his own apartment, two helmets in hand. He dropped them gently onto the table and glanced over at Mark, who hadn’t moved.

"Alright," Damon said, his voice cool and steady. "Let’s log in. I’ll show you the world I’ve been living in... and what you need to prepare for."

It was already 6.30 in the evening thanks to the tedious procedures in the hospital. They did not have to wait any longer. They could log in immediately.

Mark took a helmet in his hand, still unsure of what was going on. Damn had already picked up his helmet. But there was one more helmet left?

"I want to try something," Damon said as he gently placed the gaming helmet on Kate’s head. "By the way my name inside the game is Blood God."