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Butler was almost always prepared for anything and everything. However, this trait had been lost when he dropped out of the body guard business, after his charge's disappearance. So when Captain Holly Short came running out of the elementary school, he wasn't ready.
"Take cover!" She screamed at the group and they all dropped to the ground behind the thick branches of a tree. In a matter of seconds, there was an atomic BOOM that erupted around the school, and made everyone put their hands over their ears. Soon they felt chunks of glass and soot ran down through the branches, making them all look like dust bunnies. As soon as it came, the explosion went away leaving only a mushroom cloud of gray smoke and the ashes that served as a reminder. Aside form the half melted swing set and slide, and the charred grass of course. This all must be taken into consideration. Cammie did, as she looked at the ruins of her school. Only a few desks stood, and they would fall apart at the slightest touch.
"Artemis? Beckett? Where are you?" Shouted Butler, sprinting around the schools perimeter, looking for the individuals. Then he heard a groan, and the rustle of clothing as a body struggled.
"O-" a loud coughing fit was held before the voice spoke once again. "Over here! Help!" squealed none other than Beckett Fowl. Butler rushed over, with Juliet and Holly close on his heels.
Artemis looked like crap. There was no other way to put it. His sweatshirt and t-shirt had been scorned with burns and glass had cut away any remaining thread. His jeans only had a few holes in them, but were otherwise unharmed. It was the blood that was seeping and pooling in dark red puddles around Artemis that scared Butler. Glass shards had embedded themselves into the mans back, and burns scorched the remaining skin around the cuts. Artemis was growing paler and paler each second, and none of them could do anything about it.
"Holly, can you heal him?" Butler asked, though he predicted the answer.
"No, the cuts are to deep. And if I heal him the skin will just grow over the glass, burying them in Artemis's back. We'll have to take him to Haven and have a doctor there help him. This is beyond me." Holly sighs and quickly gets up, indicating for the others to do the same, and walked towards the car.
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Dr. Monce was sitting in the doctors lounge after a long day at work. Healing injured LEP agents and caring for regular patients had taken almost everything out of him. So he had finally called it a day, and was attempting to rest up before he went home to his wife.
Dr. Monce was one of the best doctors there was, having done the job for a couple hundred years, and loved it. But every so often a situation came up that could only hurt one person or another. The doctor also had a degree in therapy and kept watch over the mental ward, and the..'special' wards down below the hospital.
So here he was drinking coffee, even though it went against everything he told patients. The man was being a hypocrite for the day, so what? It was very odd for the doctor to act like this and everyone noticed it. New Nurses ran at the sight of him and doctors cowered in fear. It felt good for once to be the big person on top with the help of his contacts.
The noise in the hall was too much for him to stand, so he began to get up when the door flew open. In it stood a large figure that blocked out the light from the hall.
"?" asked a small voice and to go with it, appeared another person, or should he say, elf.
"Y- Y- Yes." Replied the doctor, and the figure smiled.
"We need you help." Was all the elfin captain said.
Dr. Monce began to complain but hen he saw who he was talking to and the limp man in the giant's arms. " Of course." Was all he said and set of at a sprint down the hall to the first open room he could find.
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"Artemis, are you sure that you don't want another pain killer?" Asked Butler and his used-to-be employer nodded, causing an avalanche of dust to fall from his hair.
"Ye- Yes old friend. I'm very sure. It won't help now will it." Artemis said, burying his face in the pillow.
"He's right you know." called Dr. Monce as he looked over his tray of tools. All of them were sharp, menacing and horrifying. Don't worry, they all were sterilized too.
Meanwhile Butler was glaring at the doctor. Something didn't seem right about him. There was a nervousness that overcame the pixie's body, a slight tremor to his foot, a shake in his hand. And Butler didn't like it one bit.
"Sorry." mumbled the doctor, his previous arrogance gone.
"Just get it over with Dr. Monce, please." Holly said, and the doctor grabbed a pair of awful tweezers.
"As you say Captain Short." And the doctor advanced towards the boys back , tweezers poised like a torture. The way Artemis screamed you would think it was.
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Beckett was being physically restrained by Juliet to keep him from pacing. He kept muttering about how it was his fault and how he would never forgive himself. Juliet was literally sitting on the boy, and still he struggled.
Cammie was watching all of this in her seat, nibbling down her nails. Juliet's concoction of lemon and lime juice hadn't done anything except slow down the girl. Sometimes Juliet had missed taking care of kids, but know she realized that she wouldn't mind leaving it in the past. The kid's fidgeting had gotten worse when Artemis had begun to shriek. It made even Juliet shiver, the sound of his voice so strained. It made her terrified for the first time, in a extremely long time.
Foaly was no help, since Holly had sent him to try and get an idea of where Lina, Penny and Myles were being held. So Juliet was facing the wrath of the kids by herself. It got old after a while, but she still fought against the kids for some time until Dr. Monce walked out with a tray. All the tools on it were stained a deep blood red, along with the doctors gloves and part of his once white coat. He finally noticed the mud men and nodded at them. "It's done." Was all he said before walking away down the hall.
Juliet was relieved as she waltzed into the room, to see blue sparks jumping from Holly's fingertips to Butler's hand which was bent at an odd angle. Seeing the look that crossed the mud girls face Holly quickly explained, "He told Artemis to hold onto his fingers, and the mud boy broke them. Who knew he could ever do that?" asked Holly and Beckett replied,
" Hes different now." With a surprising stiffness that didn't seem to fit Beckett, but yet, it did. It reminded them all of Artemis. Butler was the first one to recover from the shock, and he merely chuckled a dark, dark laugh.
"Never have truer words been spoken." Was all he said, and yet it filled the room with an uneasy feeling of regret, sadness, and anger. Because Butler's words were true too.
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"Why does he have bandages on? I thought Holly would have healed him." Asked Juliet, trying to start a conversation and she was curious on this particular subject. What could she say, Juliet Butler was always curious.
Butler sighed as he said, " Dr. Monce said that it would be better if he healed like this. Holly and I fought with him for a solid 20 minutes, but he wouldn't give in. So He wrapped up Artemis in bandages with that gauze." Juliet too sighed and rested her chin on her hand. It was her and Butler's turn to watch over Artemis, to see if he may wake up. This time Foaly and Holly were taking care of Cammie and Beckett, which was a hassle.
Juliet swore she heard Holly threaten the kids with her gun, but when she checked, the kids were silent and sitting in their seats.
Beckett had begged to be let in, demanded even and at some points Holly tied him to the waiting room chair. Quite a few times actually. Eventually, the kid had calmed down and given up hope and sat down without a fight. Here was were the similar personality traits between Beckett and Artemis stopped. Artemis would have never given up and fought until someone, anyone sedated him. Juliet knew from experience. Fowls were fighters, just not physically. Most of the time at least...
Suddenly, a odor stunk up the room. Butler noticed it from his position on the floor. It stunk like sulfur and rotten eggs. Burning flesh and blood were mixed in there too, making the room unbearable to stand in. When they looked up, they were faced with the linen bandages smoking, the white paste under them glowing. Tears in their eyes, the Butlers stood and turned to Artemis once again.
"J-J-Ju-u- liet. Ge- Get H- Holly." Butler coughed, and saw that the spittle he had coughed up was really blood, and he knew this was a serious problem.
Juliet nodded, and placed her shirt over her nose and ran out of the room. She later returned with Holly and gas masks. Artemis's skin had gotten worse, the bandages were gone replaced with the pulsing white gauze, as if it were living like the members of the room. In fact, it seemed to draw on the life of all the rooms residents. Holly had called for N1 and he came running into the room as the occupants regained the air they had lost.
N1 raised his hands, that were covered with runes, and laid them on Artemis's pale back, that was growing paler by the seemed to be burning away with the white goop on Artemis's back. A flash of neon colors sent the room into a frenzy, and the odor increased along with the desperate need to curl up and sleep, never to be waken again. N1 tried once again to fight the white paste, but to no avail. And his friends began to drop one by one because of it. First Holly, then Juliet, and finally Butler ( not without a fight however, mind you.) as the odor overwhelmed the mud man, mud woman and elf.
Only the warlcok and Artemis were left, and Artemis was soon to fade, but his fearless friend wouldn't let that happen. Instead of fighting the concotion with magic, the warlock fought it with something entierly different. He ran to the sink and wet a towel, knowing that mud men where made up of 75% water, and rubbed all of the gauze off of Artemis's back so that it began to burn holes through the cloth instead of Artemis's already scorched back.
Running on his small legs, N1 ran towards an open spot outside of the hospital and summoned all of his magic into this one thing. And the cloth burst into flames, leaving this world. And N1 sprinted back once again to asess the damage, only to see the room burning with the odor, and the warlocks friends were all lying there, lifeless and dead.
He and his friends were all in the worst situations they could have been in. And that was saying a lot.
Oooooookay. I know that was sort of confusing, but basically the stuff the doctor on Artemis's back was toxic and began to burn. It therefor began to feed off all the living things in the room which was Holly, Butler, Juliet, and Artemis. The only reason N°1 didn't faint was because his magic fought it off.
Anyway, I really wanted to post his and give something to all of you amazing reviewers for the week, or at least a few days. I want to be able to update at least twice a week, and I want all of your opinions on which two days I should update on.
So heres your random fact for the update: Wendigo Psychosis is an usual mental disorder that "awakens the insatiable desire to eat human flesh, even though there are other food sources avaliable." anywayyyy thats just creepy to me but cool. I always liked learning new thinks about psychology and crap.
So this is an update with a random fact that I can't pronounce so I'm glad I'm just writing.
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