Okay, here is goes, my first Fanfic. basically I thought up this scenario as I was waiting to fall asleep (I come up with the craziest stuff) it was just a picture of Keira crying onto Jaks shoulder in a dark hospital room with someone on the bed. I started typing it out as an IM to my friend when I was bored and decided to stick with it and keep it going. Please tell me what you think. Thanks!
Please review... I really would like to know what people think of my writing, even if you think its terrible.
I don't own anything related to Jak and Daxter, I just made up the plot.
-The Beckster
Lucie sat down in the break room and closed her tired eyes.
"Oh, Precursors… what a crazy two weeks this has been." She said out loud to no one rubbing her tired eyes. She slowly got up and grabbed a cup of hot coffee. She sat back down "Oh where did this crazy train ride begin?"
The end of Lucie's shift was approaching that afternoon. Just a couple more hours she thought wistfully. Suddenly her pager beeped at her. There was an urgent message from the ER front desk from an emergency team out in the city. "Eco Poisoning" was the short message. It was short, but it said enough.
Eco Poisoning is gruesome from the beginning of its short cycle. It attacks the body's systems, shutting them down, stopping vital organs and tissues from doing their job correctly, and the victim dies quickly and painfully. They're the lucky ones; the ones that survive are forced to spend the rest of their lives in agony and torment.
Eco poisoning messes with the brain, it makes the victims see things. They see helpers as their personal tormentors, and the rest of their short lives are a living hell. They are hooked up to so many machines regulating their body because their brain can't anymore. They wish to die, and usually end up committing suicide or begging to be euthanized. However, there is one in a million whose body can eventually absorb the eco after a while, they still live in torment for a while, but once the eco is fully stored in the body, they live normal lives, only noticing the affects of the eco under great stress. They can't control it, and it can't be stopped.
Eco poisoning always affected adults. Whether it was an unfortunate worker who had spent far too long in the eco mines or the eco processing plants; or a complete idiot messing with something they shouldn't even have access to. Pure eco is the worst to come in contact with. The body can handle small amounts of diluted eco, of course or Green Eco wouldn't be useable for medicine, but highly concentrated or pure eco does not agree with a person.
However, for Lucie and the hospital staff, this was no usual case of eco poisoning.
Lucie was ready when the emergency team arrived. She walked to the gurney quickly to start the operations, but she faltered. This wasn't a miner or plant worker. This wasn't an idiot off of the street either. Hell this wasn't even an adult. It was a child. A young, small boy. He can't be more than four! Lucie thought despairingly. Never in all of her years and her experiences with eco poisoning had Lucie ever encountered a small child.
Lucie set to work quickly. She checked the boy's unseeing eyes and her hopes fell. The boy's usual bright blue eyes were tinged black and purple. Shit Lucie thought Dark Eco Poisoning…
"Hurry! We've got to try and save him!" Lucie said to the rest of her medical team and they quickly set to work on the child. She had to save him ... She had to try …
Four hours of intense surgery later, the boy was stable. Stable enough. Lucie left the scrub room and headed for the ER desk. Oh that poor child. Lucie thought I'm doubtful he will survive the night. I hope his parents are here. Lucie's thoughts took a turn His parents! What kind of parent would even THINK of having concentrated eco anywhere near their children? She thought angrily But what if it wasn't his parent's fault? What if the boy wandered off into the streets and some sick person thought it would be a good idea to give a small child some funny glowing eco. But Dark Eco….? Lucie knew Dark Eco was strictly monitored in Haven, but there was always black market trade or eco from outside cities.
"Janice." She called out to the head nurse at the front desk, who happened to be her close friend. She walked closer and lowered her voice "Did anyone come in asking about that little boy with eco poisoning? Anyone claiming to be his parents or a relative?"
Janice shook her head. "No. Surprisingly nobody came in. There hasn't even been a missing child report filed."
Lucie felt sadness and anger run though her. She knew somebody should be there with the boy. Even if he was in a drug induced coma.
"However…" Janice said flipping through some charts "The emergency team brought a woman in shortly after the boy was brought in. They didn't get any information out of her. And they had to leave for something else before we could even ask them where they got her." Janice shook her head. "I'm telling you those paramedics will do anything to get out of too much paper work." She laughed and Lucie laughed along half heartedly.
"I think I'll go check on her. See if she might have any connection to the boy." Lucie turned to walk away but stopped and turned back "Has anyone been in to see them lately?"
Janice shrugged "Probably not. It's been a busy day. Triage said she didn't have any massive injuries. They put her in a secluded room to let her sleep. She was in shock something awful and couldn't answer any questions. They left her to rest. It's been about four hours, I'm sure she can be ready to give us some information now. Oh. She's in room 21."
"Alright. Thanks Janice." Lucie turned and walked away. She looked at her charts, they were basically blank. Let's see … female … pregnant … no bodily injury. Joy these are so full. She though sarcastically. She grabbed a cup of coffee on her way and downed the energizing elixir in a few gulps.
Lucie heard voices coming from room 21. Well, a voice. And it wasn't happy. However the voice seemed to stop talking and Lucie could barely hear a faint answer. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door before opening it.
