David's (Nogla) pov

Slowly I opened my eyes. The world was slightly blurry but I could still see the fire raging on around me. After sitting up slowly I glanced around and saw numerous bodies scattered around.

Looking at the closest body, which was a few feet away, I saw it was Squeaker. Standing up and stumbling slightly I made my way over to him. As I kneeled down I checked his pulse and felt it was very faint. He had multiple burns that looked really bad and his left temple was bleeding.

'I should look after him until he wakes up.' I thought to myself and then immediately scolded my brain for being stupid. 'He's me nemesis I can't look after me nemesis!' And yet even as I thought this I was gently lifting the smaller male up.

I walked to the corner and pressed a button on my suit and the concert slid back. Walking down the stairs and navigating through many twisting halls I finally managed to get to the lobby.

I opened one of the doors and walked inside. Placing him on the infirmary bed I went off to collect medicine for him and myself.

My whole lair was underground. There were tunnels leading to every corner in the city. In the center of it all was the heart of the base which was basically a round room with many doors. Each door lead to a different room.

After I grabbed all the medical items I hurried back to Squeaker. Treating him will require I take the majority of his clothes off. I winced and prayed he wouldn't wake up.

When he was in his boxers I noticed his leg was bleeding slightly. I began to inspect it and saw it was a bullet wound. "When the building exploded the heat must have caused his gun to go off." I muttered to myself.

The wound had started to gush blood from me messing with it. I cursed and started searching for tweezers. After finding some I began to search for the bullet. It seemed to have gone pretty deep but I don't think it hit his bone. I'll have to get a X-Ray.

After pulling the tweezers out victorious I began to bandage his leg. Then I smeared burn cream on his burns. All that was left was his face. It seemed like it had stopped bleeding but I needed to take his mask off to asses the damage.

Slowly I reached behind his head and unclipped the mask. Pulling it off his face I began to study my long time nemesis' face. In sleep he looked peaceful and I could hardly believe the harsh things that come out of his mouth. He had horrible bags under his eyes and his face was all cut up. The gash on the left side of his face was sluggishly pumping blood. The blood slid down his face which created a gruesome image.

I quickly cleaned and dressed the wound then put his pants back on him. I treated my wounds then sat down in a chair next to the bed. I studied the sleeping male next to me. He had slight abs and his arms where we'll muscled.

He stirred and I looked at his face. Slowly he opened his eyes. He sat up and looked around. When his eyes met mine he jumped. "Who are you? Where am I?" He asked confused.

"Where in my base and what do you mean you don't know who I am?" I asked puzzled. Sure I had changed into some jeans and a t-shirt but it was clear who I was. "I can't remember anything. Why am I here?" He asked.

"You lost your memory." I said slowly. "Well no du. Can you answer my questions now?" He asked impatiently. He might have forgotten everything but he's still a smart ass. "You got hurt so I saved you." I answered. "Cool. What do you mean base?" "I'm a super hero." I answered carefully.

His eyes lit up and he smiled. "That's so cool! Thanks for saving me! Can you tell me your name I promise I won't tell anyone." He said excitedly. 'I really shouldn't. He'll get his memory back at some point and then he'll know my name. Maybe I can get his name.'

"I'm David. What's your name?" I asked. "I'm Lui. Thanks again for saving me!" He said. "It's what I'm here for. Come on I need to give you a X-Ray." I said and carried him to the machine.

After getting him X-Rayed, thankfully none of his bones where broken, I carried him around and gave him a tour. I didn't mind carrying him through the the various rooms. He was fairly light and he seemed to fit perfectly in my arms.

When we got to my room I closed the door behind me and set him on the bed. "I know it's hard to believe since this place has anything but I just have one room so you can sleep here." I said with a smile. He spoke after he had carefully sat up. "What about you? I could just sleep on a couch." "Don't worry I'll crash here. It reclines." I said and plopped down in a chair on the other side of the room.

He began to protest but I hushed him and told him to get some sleep. By the time I had gathered some extra blankets and a pillow he was out cold.

I set up my makeshift bed and glanced over at Lui. He really was adorable. His actions remind me of a child and he's just so tiny. If I could I would go over and cuddle his small body. Shaking the thought from my head I sat down and began to check the news.

I saw the story about what happened and began to read the reports. After a few minutes I angrily tossed my phone to the table beside my chair and left the room.

I headed into the kitchen and grabbed a few bottles of alcohol and began to drink. "Why am I so angry." I muttered. I thought back to what I read.

The recent bombing of the Los Santos bank has caused many to break into a panic. It is the largest bank in the Citty and all the money inside was lost. Leaving some with a significant amount of money lost and other broke. The person responsible for the bombing is believed to be the villain who goes by Squeaker. We are unsure of the whereabouts of the suddenly violent criminal but if you have any information please report to the police.

I downed my second bottle of beer and threw it in the trash. I took the five other bottles and went back to my room.