The Ultimate Host

Even though Zephyr had his leg removed he was still alive. He was rescued from certain death from a family called the Murphy's. The Murphy's had an underground base built underneath their house loaded with medical supplies, food, water, snacks, phones, sports drinks, clothes, and more things. Zephyr woke up in a comfortable bed wrapped in Saran wrap that was stained with blood. He looked at where his leg used to be and saw that the bleeding had stopped. He looked around and saw that he was hooked up to a machine. A tube in his penis. He ripped the tube out of his penis and ripped the cables from the life machine throwing them on the ground. When he was about to sit up a woman walked in. "You mustn't get up!" "You are still in a lot of pain?!" The woman was right. Zephyr had a severe headache with pain shooting through his entire body. He then laid back down. "Who are you and where am I?" My name is June Murphy. "You are in an underground shelter we had built four years ago." June Murphy was a half black half white woman with curly hair. She was slim and muscular. She was currently wearing jeans and a shirt saying I Love New York on it wearing green, white and black Air Jordan One's on. "Oh!" " I totally forgot about your food!" As June was about to walk out of Zephyr's room June's husband Michael Murphy who was with his some named Noah Murphy walked in. "Honey, how is our guest doing?" He doing fine. I was just about to get his food. As June went to get Zephyr's food, Michael and Noah Murphy went to greet themselves. Michael Murphy was thirty-one years old while June was twenty-nine years old. They both knew each other in high school. June ended up becoming pregnant with Noah when she was just sixteen years old. Noah was thirteen. "You are very lucky to be alive!" When we found you we were hiding from those alien fuckers. Pardon my French, Noah.* "No harm is done." "I curse all the time at school with my friends." Michael then said don't you let me catch you cursing. "You will be in a shitload of a troubled young man." "Sorry, Dad." Michael then continued talking to Zephyr. I ran up to your body and checked your pulse. You were still alive. "So I burned your wound and me and my son placed you on the back of my car and drove to my house." Zephyr was not the type to say thanks. "May I ask your name?" said Michael. My name is Zephyr. "Zephyr?" "I never heard that type of name before." Michael was a straight Caucasian male who had a tendency of making sculptures of animals. Some of his work could be seen all over the place. June walked back into the room with a hot meal. The meal was homemade mash potatoes, buttery dinner rolls, well-done steak, baby carrots, alkaline water, and a slice of apple pie on the side." Here you go." I am not hungry." said Zephyr. "Ok." "I will just put it on the side until you are hungry." " I think our guest needs some alone time," said Michael Murphy. All of them left and closed the door behind themselves. Zephyr rested his left hand on his head and began to grow angry. He picked up the good food June Murphy just made and threw it on the ground. He was defeated once again. First Akashiri now X. He looked at his hand and began to circle silver aura around it. "This shot is bootleg!!" screamed Zephyr. He quickly dispersed the silver aura from around his hand. It evaporates like smoke. Zephyr began biting his lips until blood started to park from his mouth dropping on his chest. The Dark One had told him that the power he gave him was to die for. The Dark One was talking shit. He took the sheet off of his lower half body and tossed it on the ground making it fall in the food. He looked at his wound which looked extremely terrible. He touched it and started to grunt. He then again made silver aura appear around his hand again and raised his hand in the air. Zephyr had an idea in his mind. He was going to make himself a leg. He touched his wound once again. The wound sucked all the aura away from his hand. The aura started to circle his wound. Suddenly crystals started to form around his wound. Suddenly the crystals formed into a leg. The crystals glistened in the fluorescent lights of the underground shelter. Zephyr started smiling. He began to test his new leg. He started to move his leg. It worked! He actually could move his leg! He got off the bed and began to walk around. He longer had to stay in bed. He looked at himself in the mirror looking at his crystal leg. He then kicked in the mirror. He still was missing a leg but the hell? One leg is better than no leg. He looked at the mess he made and felt guilty. The Murphy's had picked him up when they could have left him to bleed out on die. He only discovered that he could make body parts later until he was picked by the Murphy's. He opened the door of his room and walked into a big space. He saw The Murphy's watching Tv on a Tv that was at least eighty inches. They were watching Gemini Man the movie about Will Smith and the clone made by the evil corporation Gemini. When Murphy saw Zephyr walking they were shocked. "How are you able to walk?!" said Noah." We were going to get you a prosthetic leg but it looks like you got yourself covered." "Do you care to watch Tv with us?" said June. "No." I do not have time for that." I am on a deathly mission. " I have a date with vengeance." " Before you leave here are some clothes." Michael handed him a black Ralph polo t-shirt with a Louis Vuitton belt, khaki pants, and white low top air force ones. He was also handed a Jordan backpack with more provisions inside. "Thank you all for your help." "Will be happy to help anytime or the day, week, month, or year." "Here is my number." " "Thanks." Zephyr left the underground shelter and Murphy went back to watching Gemini Man. When opened the Jordan backpack he found a lot of things. There was a Glock 20 with two boxes filled with bullets, An iPhone 11Pro with a charger, and a lot of other things. He closed the backpack and left .