Memories flickered across her mind, the good ones and the bad ones. She couldn't move in them though, unlike a dream where she had full control. She tried to yell in the bad ones and smile in the good but there was no emotion coming from her at all. 'What's happening, why can't I do anything?' the thought flickered across her mind as they passed. She had the slightest feeling of motion on the outside but she couldn't figure out where it was coming from, than came the voice. The voice broke through the memories with a shattering effort and than she could move.
"Eris! Eris! Oh don't do this to me Eris, move, open your eyes, do something!" It called through the dark and her eyes opened to small slits, images coming back into focus. The one that had spoken had her in the crook of his arm, with his back to the window of a Aid truck, the insignia on the paint. He sighed and relaxed his shoulders as her eyes opened and he called through the window without looking up, "She's up lieutenant, push this transport the fastest it can go!" and she felt the truck lurch and than surge forward. She couldn't see his eyes though; his helmet and visor covered his head, but she didn't need to know the face. The voice was so familiar, "It's alright Eris, we will get you fixed up in no time, just stay with us." She knew it now, the man's name, it was there but when she went to speak she was racked with a coughing fit, his armored hand went to her shoulder to steady her. Eris brought her own armored hand up to cover her mouth and when it finally did stop she took it away and saw it was coated in blood.
"You alright Eris?" he questioned, holding her still despite the moving truck, seeing the blood he shook his head; "No, of course not, that's not a good sign. Lieutenant, we've got a collapsed lung over here, double time it!" "No can do Taron, sir, I'm already flooring it and just to add to the trouble we've got inbound Scourge at 11 o'clock, sir!" the driver said in a hurried voice, swerving to the right to bring the truck into a sliding hairpin turn, a wall of dirt showered the flying aliens. Taron and Eris slid with the vehicle, slamming in to the sidewall of the truck. "Watch it Fields, no tricky maneuvers, just get us to the hospital!" There was a rough jolt as they hit a rough spot in the road; chunks of concrete flew out from the tires, "Captain, sir, that was the hospital!" Fields said, holding back the sick feeling he had in his gut.