Nigel cracked his eyes open, his head aching as if Dylan had decided to use it for a marching drum.
Not only did his head hurt like hell but his body felt numb, most likely drugged. Cyanine, was most likely the drug as his body was paralyzed and he could barely stay awake. Nigel's weary eyes darted around, he was in some sort of shaft, chained to the wall, with only a rusty ladder as an exit and what looked like one of the ocean's larger water shafts cuts open- most likely to flood the place once the system was cut on again...
...Oh.
It was strange how he couldn't really bring herself to panic as the drug started to kick in again as her eyes slide close.
Drowning was so unoriginal, couldn't they be at least a bit more creative?
With a soft sigh Nigel fell back into the darkness.
"..Nigel...Damn it..."
He knows that voice, of that Nigel was certain, but why would Red be in the shaft?
Was his mind just playing tricks on him?
Firm fingers pressed to his neck, checking for a pulse. So Red wasn't a figment of his imagination, so why was Red in a shaft?
He could hear rushing water and Red cursed in Russian before the darkness claims him.
He was on someone's back, there was water everywhere.
He forced an eye open but only managed to keep it open for a brief second, a familiar red fur.
Strange, Nigel knew he should be panicking but couldn't find it in him to do so as he nuzzled into the soft fur on reflex.
Then there is only Darkness.
Nigel woke in a hospital bed and just stared at the ceiling as the Dylan yelled for the nurse.
"Red?"
The older spy froze.
"Nigel? Is something wrong?"
Nigel glanced at the his mentor before speaking in a hoarse voice.
"Where's Red?"
"Red hasn't been here Nigel."
At that Nigel scowled, Dylan was a bad lair if you knew what to look for. No doubt Red asked him to lie.
"I was paralyzed, not deaf."
Dylan at least had the decadently to look bashful at those words, there was really no point in trying to lie since Nigel knew about Red's involvement.
"He left."
That Nigel didn't expect but decided to change the subject, "How did he know?"
At that Dylan smile and laughed.
"His words exactly was 'You're eyes are Grass Green, Nigel's are Emerald.' end quote."
Nigel couldn't help but feel suprised, he didn't know Red had ever paid any attention to the color of his eyes.