Alexander woke up groggily in a hospital bed, the last thing he remembered before the explosion and blacking out was starting to take his first geometry test of the semester. [i]'Hopefully I don't fail that test because of the incident'[/i] the martial artist thought to himself before remembering [i]'Fuck! Did I remember to feed Loki?'[/i]. With that the six foot two young man shot up in bed.

[color=a187be]"What is going on? Where am I? How did I get here?"[/color] he practically interrogated the doctors as he shot up, tearing through his restraints. Xander was about to say more, but he was cut off by projectile vomiting blood all over a nurse as she walked. [color=bc8dbf]"I am so sorry, miss"[/color] the nineteen year old groaned before flopping back down.

With that he reluctantly went along with all of their tests, soon discovering that beyond his superhuman strength the only thing strange about him was that his normal body temperature was now exactly one hundred degrees Fahrenheit.