Twin swords resting with him at his sides, a flap of his coat and much of his long hair hanging off one side of the table, Mithias lay still. He was pale as a ghost, which was more pale than usual. Slightly ashen lips parted as he drew breath, the tips of white fangs barely visiable as his chest rose and fell gently. 

Mithias awoke to find warm, bright white light shining over him, blinding his sight as he tried to gather his senses. The light was painless and comfortably numbing. He laid there, wanting to stay at peace, but found it escaping him with each pasing moment. He knew who he was, and what he was, and if he thought about it hard enough, he could recall a fierce battle from ages ago that had left him 'injured' somehow... there had been great flames. At his first attempt to move, Mithias discovered he was bound. Even leather, when thick enough, could be unbelievably strong, and he was already weakened. Perhaps in time, he could eventually break free through the straps, but as of yet, he did not try. There was so much more information to be gathered. Tilting his head to one side, Mithias could make out a tray of surgical instruments... some of them pretty hefty. The smell of sweat, blood, and fear filled this room. The vampire's carnal instincts spoke their approval, awakening him further. The thirst whispered in his every cell, coyly threatening the absolute dominance it could assert if he dared attempt to ignore it. A whimpering sound reached his ears, and he blinked, clearing his vision. He clenched his fists, briefly straining against the straps, then relaxed. It was all he could muster for the moment. This was the laboratory... Jack's laboratory! Wasn't it? Mithia's fought to piece together the shards of his memory, moderately concerned that he should be bound to an experimentation table. Yes, there had been a battle of some kind, but for the life of him, he couldn't explain how he had gotten here. Nor did he know how long it had been since his last memories. It could have been eons since then. He could have been awakening on some spacecraft in a world completely different from his own. 

As his mind and body healed, Mithais turned his consciousness on his immediate surroundings. Not being able to make out who or what was in the room with him, he uttered his question aloud. "What has happened?"