scrunched my forehead as I studied the teal padding I’d been sleeping on.
“Me? How about you? According to their satellites, you took a million-volt shock.”
“I didn’t even know that was possible.” I wrung my hands together in my lap, thankful that all feeling had returned.
“It’s not. At least, it’s not supposed to be,” Dr. H said as he entered the room.
“They ran some tests on you while you were out,” Kellan announced.
“Oh.” I didn’t know how I felt about that.
“From what I’ve gathered, Staten changed your ion channels to that of electricity. His blood carried the equation to your cells and worked at an impeccable speed to rewire the membrane potential of your cells to be charged by your emotions. What has me somewhat perplexed, though, is no human being or vamp would ever be born this way. He had to have manipulated himself or had a partner administer it. Either way, it was done on purpose,” he said, his expression grim as he studied the manila folder in his hands.
“And in English, that means?” I prompted, grabbing Kellan’s hand for support.
“The most basic way I can explain it is he changed your ion channels to that of electricity; rewrote the membrane potentials of your cells to be charged by your emotions. The problem is you’re mostly human, which means your mood swings are strong. Essentially, in order to avoid these little episodes, you need to attend an anger management course and learn how to control your emotions. Basically, be more like a vampire and don’t have any.”
“But… I mean , there has to be a way to block this. Can’t you block stuff from certain cells in the body?”
“Of course… if you had the proper counter-formula. But we don’t. Quite frankly, I’ve never seen anything like this, and I really wouldn’t know how to fight it. You will just have to control your emotions for now.” He snapped the folder shut and propped his forefinger against his chin casually. “I wonder… Of course, this is getting quite personal, but have you had intercourse since this change in your molecular makeup?”
I felt my eyes widen as I looked up at him. Was he really asking me this question? I fidgeted. Truthfully, I suppose it was a perfectly good question, considering that was something you did when you loved another person. At the height of the moment, the height of your emotions, your feelings for the other person were prominent.
“Um, no. We haven’t.” My voice was small, and I knew my cheeks were red.
“Please, do share with me once you have. I’d be interested in knowing how your body reacted to him in particular, as it seems your willpower is strongest around him. It’s the only conclusion I have as to how you survived.”
“You think I believed myself into survival?”
“No. I think you shut off the pain. Electrocution to a vamp would overwhelm its body with pain, which is both a mental and physical experience. Ultimately, it’s the brain that controls the management of the pain. Most vamps don’t have the mental strength to withstand the pain, and ultimately, that is what kills them.”
“I thought you had to destroy a vamp’s physical body in order to kill it?”
“If the brain is dead within the body, then no limb will move since it controls the body.”
“But, technically they wouldn’t be dead, only brain-dead.”
“I could argue semantics with you all night, Alexa, but ultimately, I believe it was your willpower that subdued the pain and allowed you to survive, not what Staten infused you with.”
“Is that even possible?”
“The phrase ‘mind over matter’ exists for a reason. The mind is what acknowledges pain; the body only responds. It’s one’s willpower that determines whether or not they will withstand the pain. Look at women who give birth without drugs versus those who opt for the maximum dosage available. It’s a choice, Alexa. You made yours and survived.”
I watched as he opened the folder
William K. Klingaman, Nicholas P. Klingaman
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