The Talon ch3
Wally's POV
I sat in the chair for an hour and a half in dead silence. The kid lays on the bed and the only thing that even shows he's still alive is the constant beat of the heart monitor. I get up and pace for a little before I sit back down. I can't imagine what this kid has gone through. He's so young, and yet he was sent out to kill The Batman. He has to be good for that to even be remotely possible.
"I don't know if you can hear me but, I just want you to know, all we're trying to do is help you. I understand that you were trained to kill but, we won't hurt you. I can assume everything you've gone through has been traumatizing but you're still young. We can help change that. If you want, I mean." I say. Then it's quiet again.
He starts coughing again as I look up to see his heart monitor racing. But it all blows over quickly as he settles down and his heart beat evens out. And I sit in the silence some more.
After maybe two hours the kid's heart rate picks up. I stand over him as I see his eyes open. They are a beautiful blue with a tint of gold around the edges. His hair hangs in his face and some of it sticks to his forehead from his sweat. I head to the door to alert Batman when I hear him croak. I look back and see him desperately to get my attention. I walk back over to the bed as I hear him try to talk.
"Wait. . ."
"It's alright. We won't hurt you."
"No."
"What?"
"Help. . ."
He starts coughing some more. I see blood in his mouth start coming out. I unstrap him and turn him on his side as the blood pours out of his mouth. I press the panic button on the side of his bed that sends a signal to the Watchtower. Within minutes Black Canary comes rushing in. The Talon just keeps coughing as more blood comes out. Canary brings a bucket over to collect the blood but he stops coughing. His face is pale and his hair is plastered to his face from his sweat. I grab a towel and wipe off the blood from his mouth. His eyes close and the heart monitor starts slowing down. I place him down and start chest compressions as Canary calls Batman. Not even a minute passes before he comes through the doors, but that exact moment the monitor goes flatline for the second time today. I continue chest compressions as Canary places an oxygen mask over his mouth. Batman grabs the AED while Canary grabs me and drags me away from the boy.
"Wally, it's over."
"No. It can't. He has good inside him. I saw it.
"There's nothing more we can do."
"He has to survive. He has to."
"He's been sick for too long. There's nothing we can do to help him."
She walks down the hallway as I slide against the wall to the floor. I look at the door then feel arms wrap around me. I turn around to see Artemis sitting next to me.
"I heard what happened. I just wanted to see how you were holding up."
"Fine. How's your stomach?"
"He didn't hit any major organs so with time the cut will heal and the stitches will come out. Until then I'm off missions though."
"I'm sorry."
"Wallace don't even start."
"Start what? Artie."
"Baywatch why do you always have to ruin these kinds of moments." Artemis stands up and storms out of the hallway as I'm left to my own thoughts once again.
No POV
Wally waited outside the med bay doors the entire night, not even getting up to get food. The Team got worried and brought food with them whenever they checked to see if there was any news. They would stay for a little before leaving once again. At two in the morning Wally wakes up to see Batman standing in front of him.
"Will he be alright?"
"He's in an induced coma but otherwise he is stable. I had to flush out all the liquid that had filled his lungs. One lung was completely full while the other was three quarters of the way full. When I deem him healthy enough not to flatline again we will take him out of the coma."
"Can I go see him?"
"Yes. I want you to keep an eye on him while I run some tests."
"Okay."
Wally walks into the room and sees a ghostly figure laying on the bed. He grabs its hand that is cool to the touch, but regaining some warmth.
"Why are we even trying to save you? You were sent to kill Batman." Wally asks the empty room, except for the one person who should have been dead.
A/N: I am sticking to a specific calendar that I have. I am also doing the same with all my other stories so therefore I should be more consistent than I have been.
-Leo
