Derek Stiles yawned, scratching idly at his head. He leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. A pencil twirled idly between two of his fingers.

“D-Doctor Stiles!” A female voice cried, and Angie burst into the break room. “Do you remember Linda Reid?” she asked frantically.

Derek stood. “Yes… What’s wrong? She went home quite some time ago… A…relapse?” he asked.

“We think so… but the Chiral wavelengths are different! Come on, we have to hurry!” She grabbed Derek by the wrist and pulled him to get disinfected.

“Patient’s name is Linda Reid. She’s suffered from Kyriaki in the past…” Angie’s voice trailed off slightly. “We’re to examine, and if it’s the same as Kyriaki from before, then we treat it as normal.”

“Let’s go, Time is wasting!” Derek pulled on his gloves.

~minutes later~

Derek carefully made an incision in the girl’s chest, wincing mentally at the number of times he’d had to open her up. “Ultrasound.”

She handed him the small tool. He proceeded to check around carefully. “Aha…” he muttered as he found the small parasitic creature. “Scalpel” he said, taking it as she handed it to him. He made a tiny incision and the Kyriaki burst forth, leaving a small cut. “Stitches” He quickly closed the wound. “Laser”

Before he could target the first, two more burst out. “Damn it… Stitches.” He closed the two wounds, and carefully injected the stabilizer. “Laser” He proceeded to burn the parasites. He repeated this process, until the big one came out.

“What the--!?” he cried. “Angie, Forceps, quick!” He took the forceps in one hand, the laser in the other. He burned something and pulled it free. He dropped it on the observation tray. Then he turned his focus to the large Kyriaki, lasering it until it burrowed back into the lung. Derek gave a soft grunt, and set down the Forceps. “Ultrasound” he muttered, taking the tool.

“We’re clear… hey… what’s that…? Magnification.” he could see something white on the edge of the heart. It seemed to be constricting the heart’s beat.

“Wh-what!?” he gasped. “Angie, Get the black serum.” he said softly.

“Huh? That’s for…” her eyes widened and she ran off.

Derek stitched up his first incision. Angie came back with the black bottle as Derek opened the second incision. He stared down for a moment at his greatest enemy from his time as a surgeon.

Savato had returned.