Athena laid there resting.
In her head, she was formulating a plan.
She knew that was once she wkoe up, she was going to need to make a calls to find a way to regain her missing eye.
Athena's room wasn't all that special. It looked to be a typicial hotel room if anything. A small bed for one, and night desk with a lamp, but in the corner of the desk was a small totem pole with native american animals.
Above her bed was a dream catcher with actaul native beads.
Athena opened her eye. Gazing around to see her tiny bedroom. In the corner of the bedroom was a closet that held her crossbow and her other gun.
"Seras...Thank you." She said. Though in her heart, she felt ashamed. Letting the enemy capture her like that. But it doesn't matter.
She was alive, meaning she still had a purpose in this world. As long she was alive and had the will to continue living, nothing will stop her from continuing her reason to live: Fighting evil vampires and destroying all those who oppose Hellsing.
She wasn't going to curl up and die. No. She was going to continue living. And continuing the fight between vampires and humans.