I'm back again! I'm surprised I'm managing to update so fast, usually takes me weeks to write new chapters! *cough cough* Splash Of Color *cough*
Just so we all know, this AU is only going to have platonic Moxiety. (Because I heckin love platonic Moxiety ) but idk what other ships I'll do. Maybe Logince? Idk haha
Warning for injures. Don't like, don't read :)
Enjoy!
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Virgil collapsed on the rocky shore. His chest was heaving as he sucked in frantic breaths of air, his arms tightly wrapped around the limp form of his friend as he pulled the pair of them farther up the shore, away from the deceiving, calm waters that were gently rippling along the shore.
Virgil had managed to untangle Patton seconds before he had choked on the water, but it had taken him a minute to swim to to shore, and Virgil knew that Pattons chances of survival were dropping swiftly with the amount of time he had spent without air reaching his brain.
Virgil untangled his limbs from Pattons, and rolled him onto his back, kneeling by his side.
Virgil shuddered.
Patton was so cold...
He was so still, So pale...
Unmoving.
His normally excited and optimistic friend was lying on the rocky ground, limp and unresponsive. He was so still it was like he was...
Virgil shook his head, banishing those thoughts. He had to concentrate on saving Patton. Virgil rested two fingers on Pattons neck.
Nothing.
He had no pulse.
Virgil took a shuddering breath and reached forward to tilt Pattons head back, resting his head on a patch of ground that he had quickly cleared of rocks and pebbles.
Virgil had never done this on a real person in a real emergency, only on dolls on first aid classes that he took during flight school and various boy scout camps his parents forced him to attend.
Virgil screwed his eyes shut, and then took a deep breath, and moved to rest his hands on the center of Pattons chest.
Virgil took a deep breath, preparing himself.
Virgil compressed downward.
Nothing.
Virgil compressed again, to no avail. Virgil completed the thirty compressions, and leaned over Pattons still form, and pinched his nose, pushing his head back, and after a moment of hesitation, pressed his mouth to Pattons, giving two rescue breaths.
Nothing.
Virgil returned to place his hands on Pattons chest, compressing downwards.
30 compressions later, Patton hadn't moved, and Virgil knew he was running out of time.
2 rescue breaths.
Nothing.
Move back.
Place hands on Pattons chest.
Press down.
Virgil compressed, and Patton moved.
Virgil gasped in relief as his friend jerked, eyes opening in panic. Virgil rolled his friend onto his side, and watched as Patton jerked, water cascading from his mouth, pooling onto the ground in a mix of lake water and bile.
Patton gasped, jerking back onto his back, eyes rolling around in a haze of panic.
"Patton, Patton! Calm down. I've got you, you're safe." Virgil paused as Patton stilled "We're safe."
"V-V-Virgil?" Patton stammered, shaking violently in the cold air. "W..what happened?"
"We crashed into a lake and you got trapped... I had to untangle you, but you had already lost consciousness and breathed in water... I had to preform CPR." Virgil paused. "Patton... I thought you were dead."
Patton gasped, then raised a trembling arm as he sat up, leaning against Virgil and wrapping an arm around him, pressing his forehead into Virgils shoulder, shaking from the shock and cold.
Virgil enveloped Patton in a hug, the soaking wet pair sitting on the deserted shoreline, all alone.
Stranded.
After a few moments, Virgil pulled away, resting his hands on Pattons shoulders.
"Patton..." Virgil paused. "All of our gear is left in the plane. If I can get some of it, it could help us find a way out of here."
"Virgil, no! If you get trapped..." Patton reached out to grab Virgils wrist. "I won't be able to save you..."
"Patton, I'll be safe. But we need supplies. We won't last long in dripping wet clothes, during autumn, miles away from any town." Virgil sighed. "Stay here, I'll be back soon. I promise."
Patton tried to reach out to grab Virgils hand, to protest against him leaving, but Virgil had already taken off his shoes and coat, lying them next to Patton, before walking a few feet into the water, and diving into the blue water of the lake.
Patton watched helpless, as Virgil swam down, disappearing from view after a few seconds.
Patton clutched his knees close to his chest, shivering in the cold air.
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Virgil saw the wreckage of the plane, and swam for it, his lungs burning slightly. Virgil decided to go up to the surface for a breath before trying to grab supplies. After popping up and taking a deep breath, Virgil turned and dove down.
After reaching the plane, Virgil grasped the frame of the rear passenger door, and pulled the door open, releasing a few bubbles that floated up, past his head, and to the surface. Virgil swam into the wreck, and saw a pocket of air, trapped against the roof of the Cessna, just big enough for his mouth and nose to be above the water. Virgil, lungs burning, popped up from the water, pressing his forehead against the roof, and taking a deep breath of air.
With his desire for oxygen quenched, Virgil went under the water again, unbuckling the seat belts that held his and Pattons bags. While water had ruined a lot of things in the plane, everything could manage to help. Virgil picked up the bags and slung them over his shoulder. Virgil ducked under the door frame, and pushed off the plane, swimming up to the surface, ignoring the way his lungs burned.
He was doing this for Patton. Virgil could survive the cold, he could handle the uncomfortable feeling of sleeping on the ground, but he wouldn't want to make Patton suffer through that.
Virgil reached the surface, angling his aching body so he propelled himself towards the section of shore that a lone figure was sitting on.
Virgil paused a few feet from shore, managing to find a footing on the shore, and threw the bags the rest of the way, sending them skidding to a stop at Pattons feet. Patton glanced up, and cried out in relief.
"Virgil!" Virgil smiled slightly as Patton cried his name.
"Patton, there's still the first aid kit and other bags. Try to look through the backpack and set things out to dry. It's probably around 2 or 3, so we should have and few more hours of sunlight before it gets too dark. I'll be back." Virgil instructed Patton, before taking another breathe and turning to swim out to the middle of the lake.
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Patton scrambled up as Virgil dove back into the water, and grabbed the backpack.
Patton opened Virgils black and purple bag first, pulling out the items within, spreading them out on the ground. Patton immediately discarded the electronics, knowing that the water would have rendered them useless.
Patton pawed through the rest of the backpack, pulling out Virgils phone, and hesitated. Patton decided not to put it in the discard pile. Maybe they could fix it when they made it back.
If...they made it back.
Patton shook his head and laid the now empty bag and useless phone on the ground to dry next to Virgils jacket and shoes.
Patton was about to go through his bag, only managing to grab his glasses from the side pocket and slip them onto his face, when he heard a splash. Patton looked up to see Virgil sluggishly swimming towards him, a bag on his back and... a trail of red behind him.
Blood.
Virgil was bleeding.
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The queen of cliffhangers has returned~
Hope you enjoyed!
Comment if you did! Really lifts my spirits when people tell me they appreciate my chapters :)
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Pattons body was limp and unresponsive. He was not breathing, not moving. Like a freshly cooked noodle.
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Idk that's all I could think about while writing... :p
-Ren