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I'll state here, before you start to read, that I have some influence of a very good writer and friend by the nickname of Gina Trujillo here in , and I'll make very clear to you reader that she's conscious of that and she gave me permission to do so. So if you see some resemblance between my Vexx fanfiction and her Vexx fanfiction "Vexx: Shadow Puppets", it's because of her XD.

Little ill girl

When as a child she was an unhealthy one, nonetheless, it was nothing that threatened her life, or nothing to make much drama of. She had a constant bad disposition, get tired quickly and her appetite simply disappeared, just like a strong, never ceasing flu which no one knew the cause for back then, and matter-of-factly children have worse issues with illnesses than an adult has... Adults... Anits was with good company; Being born of a mother whose job was be the village's healer was a blessing concerning her plight, or fate could be pretty ironical in its ways.

Once in a while her parents made her come out to have some sun and spread her legs a little, and when she was allowed to do so she barely could play or interact with the other children, always kept next to mom and dad, most likely in their laps while a white or blue blanket surrounded her... However, those moments were very rare, even the day Vexx met with her the very first time in his life was at a "stay in the bed" day; He was a gentle, shy boy... He was picking some tea leaves next to the stone wall which Vargas had taught his grandson how to recognize, when he was just passing by, Vexx dared to peek into a room's window, which from the inside was coming a very aggressive coughing.

The poor little girl was choking from the tea with honey and lemon she swallowed a bit too fast and got stuck in her throat, trying to reach desperately the little water bowl on the bureau to no avail for the same was too tall for her... Almost there but not so, her tiny fingers as short as her height scrambled the border of the clay container making a little of its content fall to the ground, a pair of blue eyes witnessing everything...

She couldn't call for help; pity of the girl her parents were out for an emergency call; pity of the girl with no air in her lungs. The girl stopped jumping, plopped on the floor right on her fluffy, long-sleeved blue chemise, dizzy, and still coughing... A cough that started to fade.

The guardian's grandson didn't think twice to release the herbs right at where he was, jump across the window, bounce on the little bed located right under it and land on the ground, almost falling on his own muzzle and then go help Anits with her agony. Everything seemed unfold as if in slow-motion, but didn't last more than half a minute. Anits didn't saw what happened for the bureau made her keep back to back with the window of cypress, and by now, all she was aware of was that someone was feeding her on the liquid she so frantically needed, and also of this someone's hand so close to her eyes, which was holding the container in the opposite side of her bleached mouth, as she felt the other one on her back.

Closing her eyes, she drank every drop of water that rested there... Anits took her hands off below the vessel from where she was holding it to place them firmly beside her lips and take it away... The ill one stood with her head hanging forward for a brief instant... Still... And then, opening the eyelids and bringing her head up she saw the wide-eyed boy staring down, kneeling next to her.

Natural of her childish demeanors, the little girl wided giant brown eyes back at him along with a face that denoted much curiosity, thus making Vexx diffuse his gaze and let out a silent, relieved sigh, deducing this was a sign that the mysterious child was okay now, and sat on the floor. The boy was no naive for his age, he hardly overlooked those kinds of things, a gesture or a face, he always knew what was going on… This behavior shocked slightly even the elders.

They kept staring at each other for a time, wondering and filling their little heads with questions... Who's that boy? I've never seen him before… Who's that girl? Why does she never come out? "...Tehee! ...Blue so beautiful!"

The child exclaimed with broad smile... Vexx couldn't help but let a timid smile engrave in his face… His cheeks completely red... He was a healthy child, indeed...

A figure at the oval, blue door and a loud shout was what snapped the children out of their acquaintance.

Her parents came back from the emergency call, the mother went check her seven years old child out. Give birth to such an ill child... It's no surprise that she would grow overprotective, even more a healer, "What are you doing in my daughter's room?! Get out of here now! Get out!" The woman demanded harshly between the cries and protests of Anits about this little hero, but the despair to get rid off of this microbes source made her deaf. She advanced upon the boy, threating him with a backhand slap in the air. probably she knew who was, but her little girl was more important. Mother stuff...

Not fool enough to keep standing where he was, Vexx fled like a scared bird through the same place which he came in at great pace, creaking the floor; stepped on the bed, stepped on the rabbet, but lost balance and fell on the dirt when he landed. The knees- Oh, the knees... Such a stinging pain, like a third degree burn. He regretted the day he decided to act protectively and prove himself he would be a good, loyal guardian. The unlucky boy lifted his filthy face slowly as the whisper of a closing window followed by the metal sound of a safety catch entered his ears. Shaking his head to cast the dizziness aside revealed that his face had a rather soft layer of dry, light brown soil on his fur. Vexx breathed deeply to slow down his adrenaline from the cold fear he felt. He looked at the window fiercely for a moment, and stood up, the throbing knees made the delayed movement very painful; his clothing followed the same pattern of his face. He walked back to his home, in the sulks.

Vargas would never know what happened this day, he told, whatever he was doing at the moment he promptly ceased when saw his grandson painted in dirt, concerned with him, "My Goddess Dana- What happened my boy? Are you hurt?" The old man asked camly. Vexx stopped in his tracks on the section of stairs that leaded to the planked balcony which was located at one meter from the floor. He shook his head no, eyes piercely targetting the floor, the sulked expression still there. "Did you have a fight?" His grandfather asked once more. This time Vexx rose up his head, wide-eyed, and shook his head again. maybe this was his way to say it wasn't the case, absolutely not. Vargas let out a sigh, leaning on the wooden chair's arms, he stayed his body, and walked to where his grandson kept, all the way talking to the boy, "Oh... I feel more relieved. So... Let's clean this mess, shall we?" And the elder stretched his hand out to the kid, maybe he would accept. Or maybe Vexx with his eleven years old had reached the time when the boys think they are grown ups and go for himself.

He took hold of this hand...

Vexx wished he could ask his grandfather who was the mysterious girl. Oh well, the answer would appear with the time...

Even children have their adventures.