A/N: Probably the weirdest thing I have ever written. Someone put out a challenge to write Siege and Canard as a couple, and I couldn't resist. This fic is part of my By Crime series.
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The dimensional limbo was a horrible place to be stuck in. Having some sort of worm feeding off of you didn't make it any better for Canard, original leader of the Puckworld Resistance Strike Team. He'd sacrificed himself, leaving his best friend Wildwing in charge of the team. He knew Wing could handle it, the guy had the potential and the drive. Handling limbo though… that was a whole different story. Canard knew he made the right choice, but as he felt the worm drain his energy, he wished things had gone different. He knew the others had made it to the gateway, he'd seen that before the worm pulled him deeper. They'd carry on the fight, stop Draguanus and find a way to return home.
Time had no meaning. He had some idea of time while the Aerowing had been in the limbo, but with only the limbo surrounding him, he only knew how weak he was. Already, his vision was blackening, his struggles against the worm had long since ceased. He just didn't have the energy.
Even the strong can black out.
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"…still unconscious…."
"..how long he was there. It's a miracle he's…."
"He is healing well. That gives us some…"
"…will to live, Cammie. The question is, what'll happen when he..."
"…rather cute for an almost dead duck. You sure about him though, Wraith?"
"I am sure Siege. I have told you, he is not of the ducks we know. We must convince him we are not his enemies, for where he comes from, Saurians are what the ducks are to us."
The voices were becoming clearer. Had been for some time. They sounded vaguely familiar, yet so different. Talking about Saurians and ducks now… Seige...was he in enemy hands? He didn't think so…the voices seemed to consider him a potiental ally. He felt his strength returning, so somehow he had been freed from that worm. His semiconscious mind decided he needed to learn more before he slipped into unconsciousness again.
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He woke slowly, laying on a small bed. Medical equipment surrounded him. He took a moment to let his vision clear before attempting to sit up, only to discover his body protesting any such action. How long have I been out? Moving more carefully, he forced his body to sit up. A wave of dizziness struck him as the machines around him started beeping. He noticed belatedly that he had had wires and needles attached to his body, most of which now swung loosely. He was bleeding.
Great... the thought was interrupted at the sight of two Saurians scrambling into the room. Two female Saurians who had a vauge resemblance to two of Dragunus' henchmen, Siege and Chameleon. The Chameleon look alike had the same height and hunched over stance, but her skin was a smooth pale green without random splotches. Her eyes bulged out, though not as far out as Chameleon's. Her face was softer somehow, rounder. A rather defininte female attribute was covered by a collared shirt, tanish in color, with the name "Cammie" stiched on one side and the intials "WBA" on the other. The Siege double had a heavy build like Siege, but a bit trimmer look. Her muscles flowed into one another more than being bulky. Her tail was slender, and the club at the end wasn't quite as thick, but that didn't change the look of a formitable fighter. Her face wasn't as soft as Cammie's, but not quite the same as Siege's either. She, too, wore a simialar shirt to Cammie's, hers saying "Siege" instead. Both females wore black slack-like pants.
Cammie came over to him instantly, shifting into a nurse. "Oh dear, look at this mess you've made. Here now, lie back down. Honestly, the guy is out for over a month, spends most of that time practically bangning down deaths door, and next thing you know, he's wanting to try bleeding to death." She moved quickly and assuredly while Canard tried to recover from the shock of seeing a Saurian helping him. Siege walked over a bit slower, then calmly forced him to lay down again. He was too weak still to resist, and his brain was having trouble catching up. Cammie started bandaging him up and removing the other devices they had put on the duck to help him survive. She wanted to make sure he'd be alright and Wraith had warned them that he might be resistant to them.
"Where am I? Who are you people? Why are you helping me?" Canard couldn't help the questions. Nothing seemed quite right, there had to be a trap somewhere. He just had to find it.
"You are in our headquarters, in the medic lab. I am Siege, this is my friend and teammate Cammie. We are helping you because you were brought to us by Wraith's magic. She was trying to get some help, possibly contact the Saurian homeworld and let them know where we were. Something about the spells wording pulled you out of some kind of rift in the demensions, and you needed fast medical attention. You've actually died a few times on us the first week, but we- well, Cammie, was able to revive you. We are on a planet called Earth, having followed those foul-" a warning look from Cammie cut her off, "followed our enemy here when she and her evil forces tried to flee our home. They had struck one day, out of the blue, and quickly enslaved our entire civilizaton. We had little chance to fight back. Dragonia gathered three fighters for a special mission, myself, Cammie, and Wraith, then found where th- they were hiding. We attacked and managed to blow a big part of thier ship. They tried to escape in a smaller escape craft, but we couldn't let them regroup and attack again, so we stowed-away on thier ship until all of us got to this planet. Their ship was badly damaged from the fight, so ever since they landed here they've searched for a way to fix it. We try to keep them from doing so."
Canard almost laughed aloud. He had it now, he was sure. These Saurians were hoping he'd help them, and they'd probably try to convince him to fight his own planet or other ducks. This could even be a plot by Dragaunus. Siege's story was too similar to the story of Puckworld and the Saurian invasion to be a coincidence. It was elabrate, but foolish. "You've got to be joking if you think I'm falling for that. Saurians attacked our planet, enslaved our people. This isn't even a descent attempt to fool me."
"We aren't trying to fool you." Cammie insisted. "We don't know much about you to even begin. Wraith says your from a different demension from us and-"
"And she had asked you to tell her when he woke up, did she not?" a voice drifted from the doorway. Canard looked to see two more female Saurians, one older, leaning on a staff, wore a shirt with "Wraith" on it, and the other ramrod straight and fit with a shirt that said "Dragona". The older one continued, "I warned you he would have problems, much the same as Siege has. He is not from our demension, and he doesn't have to accept us instantly. It would be impossible for us to expect that from him." She moved foward, liquid grace in her movements despite her age, "I am Wraith. I hope you will forgive me, but I did not know my spell would summon you. Please, rest yourself, recover, and then see what you can. Decide for yourself the truth about what we say."
Canard hesitated, but it wasn't like he had much choice. He couldn't fight off one, much less four, of these Saurians in his current condition. But once he was healed, well, that would be another story.