Blurry Vision On Command Novels & Stories

I sprint behind the building. I sniff abd smile over brother Rowans blood. Like a hungry blood thirsty vampire, I lick dry it's contents off my blood. I sigh reliefed. Such cool and smooth antidote it is. I feel it perform it wonders. How it cleanse every venom off my skin. I sigh more. I eyes unexpectedly twitches. It blinks rapidly. My vision blur's. I stagger. Something seems wrong Everywhere goes blank.

I needed my bloody eyes fixing. “DOC!” I yelled. I heard rushing footsteps and then a breathless doc “What’s wrong Sir?” “I am sick of laying here, I need my eyes fixed, and I need that fixed now” “Let me look Sir” He walked over and started to remove the dressings “Can you see anything at all?” “It’s blurry, but I can make out your outline” “There is a trial product out that speeds up the healing, but it has not been fully tested” “Meaning?”

I breathed, already at his side. His head turned slightly, but he didn't speak. His eyes fluttered open. They struggled to focus on me. "I can't—" he whispered. "I can't see." My heart stopped. "What?" He flinched. "Everything... is blurry. I felt a surge of my power. It ripped through my body. At first, I couldn't see anything at all. But right now, it's all a blur." I sank onto the edge of the bed and gently touched his cheek. He leaned into it, a deep frown creasing his brow.

he uses his other hand to flimsily gesture in my direction, peeking from the gaps in between his fingers. Bell immediately shields her own eyes when spotting me, "I'm blind!" She shakes her head, refusing to look at me. "Max, what did you do to Benley?! Bring his nose back!" "Zie nose zis zasgusting!" Ramos yells and pulls a face too before suddenly fainting. I'm officially done for today.

The Reaper posture returned. "I do not have an appointment. My calendar is clear." "The optometrist, Cale. 11:00 AM. You’ve been squinting at the crossword puzzle for weeks." "I do not squint. I narrow my eyes to reduce glare. The paper is too reflective." "You hold the paper at arm's length. Your arms aren't long enough anymore. You look like a T-Rex trying to read a map." "My vision is 20/20. I am a spotter. I can see a threat from three hundred yards."

I wasn’t going anywhere. It only took a second for him to slice my eyeball, and it didn’t hurt. He turned away for a moment, and then a second later, he was back with a pair of tweezers. I could feel a little bit of pressure as the ends of the tweezers scraped against my eye, but a second later, he let go of my eye. “How does it feel?” I blinked a few times. “Numb,” I replied. He nodded. “We need to try having you turn it on before I let Jamie touch you. Try this command, “IAC Cadence On.”

**POV: Eleanor** "How are you feeling today?" the doctor asked again, noting the information on his clipboard. "Well... my vision is improving, but I still see blurry from a distance," I replied timidly, shrinking a bit. "I'll have glasses made for you; they'll help stabilize your vision," the Alpha intervened, carefully analyzing the doctor's consultation.

I partly opened my eyes to see someone standing over me, their dark frame shading me from the blinding light above. When they saw I had partly opened my eyes, their faces came closer to mine. Though right next to me, their features were blurred and blendend. I tried to focus on something specific, but it seemed as if my vision refused to work. After a useless struggle, i gave up and shut my eyes again.

I tried to turn to the direction of her voice but my neck felt stalked like something was holding it back. “Mom?” I called her, lifting my hand. She took it and appeared in my line of vision but her figure was a little blurry. My vision has been better these days. Why is it blurry again? “Baby” she sounds like she is crying, “I’m sorry I couldn't be there,” “Why can't I see you clearly?” I questioned, “Your vision got blurry again because of…an accident” My mom said, “But don't worry, It will get back to normal in a few days.”

The world around me seems to blur as the pain intensifies. Clutching my head, I blink and shake my head to clear my vision but dark spots begin to dance across my vision. The last thing which flashes before my eyes is a blurred image of someone before everything turns dark.