This was suposed to be a oneshot but it flew way out of controle. Now it's a chapter fic. It's my first Kicken It fanfiction and I havnt watched too many episodes so I hope I reoresent the charactors properly. I hope you enjoy. Please review!
This takes place at the end of the episode "Swords and Magic" (Season 1 episode 5).
Jack and the rest of the dojo minis Eddie were walking through the forest toward the parking lot. They had just destroyed the dark knights and were leaving. Eddie had ran off immediately after Kim started yelling. They would probably have to send a search party to find him later. Or if he really could navigate by the stars he might actually find civilization again. Even though they had won there had been some casualties. Kim's messy and cut up hair was shooting at all angles, Eddie was coated in mud, Jerry was bleeding from porcupine needles (Jack was sure that porcupines shooting their needles was just a myth) and he himself had a huge bump on his head. He was probably best off because the bump had already started getting smaller. In the last twenty minutes it had shrunk to a barely noticeable bulge. His hair covered it fine.
"Darn it" Jack shouted.
"What?" Milton asked, looking over to his loyal knight.
"My phone's still in that log." He said.
"What log?" Milton asked, not remembering any log on the battlefield.
"It doesn't matter. You guys go ahead I'll meet up with you in a few minutes.
"Do you think you can find your way back" Kim called to the shape already disappearing in the trees.
Jack was angry with himself. He should have remembered his phone. If he hadn't stupidly kicked that beehive (Really! Who is that stupid) he would have been able to grab his phone. He crossed his fingers that the bees would be gone by the time he got there. It took him only five minutes to get there now that he wasn't wondering aimlessly in the woods. The clearing seemed quiet. There wasn't any buzzing. He walked over toward the log, listing intently around him. He would not be getting stung again. Two feet away from the log a shout made him jump and whirl around.
When he couldn't hear anything else he reached his hand into the log, pulling out his gunky phone. The phone had some brown muck on it that he hoped was mud even though it smelled like something else. He wasn't going to put that in his pocket to he took out one of the foam swords and dropped it in. He slipped the sword back in. At least that way he wouldn't have to smell it.
"Stop!" someone screamed. Jack shot to his feet. Someone was in trouble. He turned around seceding which way to go. He decided left. The sound had come from whether there or behind him. He hoped he chose right. His guess turned out to be write. About a quarter of a mile away Jack found himself looking down a hill at another clearing.
It was empty except for three people. Two big guys who Jack recognized as being in some school team, they were holding a boy upside down. Jack didn't need to see his face which was currently obstructed by a red tunic hanging over his head. He knew exactly who it was. The crown lying on the ground was a bit of a giveaway.
"Where's your knights now" one of the jocks laughed.
"Stop" Sidney shouted. The second boy kicked him in the head.
"Oops. Sorry your majesty" he said in a sarcastic voice.
"Let me go" Sidney whimpered.
"Why should we?" The first boy asked again, kneeing the nerd's back.
"Please" Sidney sobbed.
"Let him go" Jack shouted, jumping down.
"Look another one" They laughed.
"Put him down" Jack hissed.
"Like this?" The bigger jock asked, slamming Sidney's head into the ground.
"Fine" Jack growled. He raced forward, jumping to slam his foot into the jock's face. They both shouted in shock and dropped Sidney. The Jock who was not currently laying on the ground lunged for him. Jack high kicked him in the stomach coursing him to fall to the ground gasping for air. The bullies ran for it, tripping over their feet to get as far away from the two nerds as possible.
Jacks first thought was 'really? Those cowards are on our team?' and the second was the boy laying limp on the ground a yard away. "Sidney" Jack shouted, sliding on the ground next to him. The nerd had been beat up pretty bad. There were blue bruises dotting his skin and his right arm was twisted at a weird angel. "Hey" Jack called quietly but the boy didn't respond, eyes closed.
Jack placed a hand to the other boy's forehead. Sidney flinched opening his eyes. Jack knew someone would have to look at the bump on top of Sidney's head.
"Jack?" he whimpered, flinching on his pain. Jack's eyes widened. Gently he touched the back of Sidney's head making him shout in pain. Jack looked at the finger, covered in blood.
"I'm calling an ambulance. Hold on" Jack growled. Now he wished he'd put his phone in his pocket. Sidney was whimpering when Jack was able to get out his phone. His forehead was scrunched and his skin was a pale white. Jack dialed his phone. Not even thinking about the brown substance on his phone he put it to his ear. "I need an ambulance" Jack called.
Sidney looked up with blurry vision. He could hear Jack shouting in the phone for an ambulance. Even though it sounded like he was listening from underwater he heard something about not being in the forest. But they were in the forest. Was Jack hurt too?
"gnsmm" Sidney moaned out.
"FINE" Jack screamed into the phone. "I'll meet you THERE!" Jack angrily hung up, pushing the phone in his pocket.
"Sidney can you hear me" he said more gently. Sidney nodded. "They can't get into the forest. I'm going to need to move you. It's going to hurt but they cant get you to the hospital unless your near the road.
"Ok" Sidney breathed out. Jack very gently put his arms under Sidney. Even though he knew it was coming Jack flinched at the painful moan that came as he lifted the boy.
"Hold on" Jack begged. He started walking the way he had come. The walking pace was killing him but the simple movements were making Sidney moan. He walked a little faster. Time seamed to slow and it was like he was moving in slow motion. He swore it took in ten minutes to walk a few feet! He needed to run! He needed to get Sidney to safety.
"I'm tired" Sidney sighed.
"Don't go to sleep just yet" Jack said softly, walking faster.
"But I'm sleepy" he breathed.
"You're smart." Jack stated. "Tell me, is it safe to fall asleep after head trauma?" Jack hissed.
"No. I might have a concussion." Sidney replied, voice soft and eyes droopy.
"Then keep those eyes open." Jack said sternly. Sidney struggled to keep them open but eventually the darkness took him.
"SIDNEY!" Jack shouted, "Wake up!" It didn't help. Jack was freaking out. The trail of blood they were leaving was already making him sick to his stomach. If Sidney didn't wake up he might have a panic attack. This was the first time in years Jack was actually scared. Now that he knew the boy wouldn't feel it, he started to run.
He held the red clad king close to his body, protecting him from the branches cutting into Jack's arms and face. The trees were finally moving and maybe Sidney would be alright. His phone in his pocket began to ring. He didn't answer it. How could he with a dying boy in his arms. It was like flipping a switch. The moment he passed the threshold of the forest he could hear the many sirens blaring in the air. An ambulance was just pulling up.
"Out of the way" Jack shouted to his friends who were gawking at him. "Here" Jack shouted to the paramedics opening the back of the red and white vehicle. They swiftly took Sidney from his arms, laying him on a rolling bed. Jack watched as he was loaded into the ambulance. He only let out the breath he was holding when it left his sight.
"Jack!" Kim called. In seconds he was surrounded by his friends. He didn't see them though. He was staring at his blood covered hands. This was human blood. This was blood from a dying boy.
"Please move out of the way" the police officer said to the small group. "Young man" he called, standing in front of Jack. "I understand this has been a traumatic experience but I need to know what happened. Jacks hands shook, followed by the rest of his body.
The police man flinched back as Jack's head whipped up. Jacks eyes burned with a kind of fury he'd never felt before. "I'm going to kill them" He growled.
"I understand you're angry but please let us sit down and talk about this. Jack did just that. He sat down at one of the picnic tables next to the police officer and retold the event at had just passed. His anger never subsided. Jack was angrier than ever. How could someone do that! What if he hadn't come along? Would Sidney have died? What if no one had been there to save him?
The anger radiating off of Jack wasn't unnoticed. "Please leave the police work to us" the cop said, staring intently at the young man. "Attacking them will not make things better. It will only hurt you. I don't want you getting in trouble over this. Ok?"
"Yes" Jack said, not meaning the word at all.
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