Suicune's P.O.V
Outside lightning struck and thunder roared, as the storms wind blew pelting rain across the mountainside. It had been nearly four hours since the rain had started to pour, and in that time the storm had only managed to grow worse, and showed no sign of letting up. Connor still hadn't awoken but his breathing had settled into a steady shallow rhythm, and on occasion he would mumble something unintelligible. It would almost seem as if he was sleeping, if not for the fact that no matter what I tried I couldn't wake him. I desperately wanted to get him help, but taking him out into the storm would only make his condition worse and I didn't dare to leave him here on his own. So unable to leave and unable to get help, I had laid Connor on the ground and nestled down beside him. His steady breathing let me know that he was still alive.
I missed Connor's smile; and his laugh, the sound of his voice. I wanted him to talk to me, to tell me everything was going to be ok. I wanted to nuzzle against his chest and have him wrap his arms around me. I wanted him to kiss me like he had done earlier; so that I could kiss him back, and show him how much I loved him. Now I might never get the chance. I whined softly as I thought about all the things I still wanted to do with Connor. We had only just started to be a couple… I still needed him. Tears began to run down my face and my body began to shake with sobs. My quite whimpers echoed out into the cave, drowned out by the thunderous roar of the storm outside.
Connor's P.O.V
I was having a horrible dream. I was in a completely pitch-black room, the room was so dark that it was impossible to tell if my eyes where opened or closed. I could hear a quite pitter-pattering noise, like the sound of scuttling feat. I shuddered to think what sort of creatures might be scurrying about in the darkness; but worse than their ever evident presence, was the enormous deafening roar that echoed out through the darkness every so often. Any creature able to produce such a thunderous sound must be enormous, and most likely dangerous. An unnerving moaning filled any place left unattended by the other sounds; I was almost tempted to call out to anyone that might be there, except the ominous moaning seemed to be of an inhuman origin. My only comfort was that though the roar was still deafening it seemed to be coming from far away, almost like I was hearing an echo. Also, though the scuttling creatures seemed numerous in number, they seemed reluctant to approach me; a fact I knew could change at any moment. For some reason these strange creature terrified me. Perhaps it was because they were clothed in darkness, or that their names, origin's, and even descriptions were unknown to me; but either way they kept me frozen in the darkness unable to do anything more than listen to my own breathing. There was another noise too, even fainter then the quite moaning and the pitter-pattering feet, and I had to strain my ears to make it out. When I finally did I felt a chill of fear run down my spine; it was the sound of someone crying softly, and the bitter-cold rattling sobs reverberated out through the darkness.
Unlike the other noises though this one didn't seem to be of a malevolent intent. The cries reminded me of a little girl I had once found who had been separated from her mother. I had simply taken the little girl to the front desk and the clerk had helped me find her mother, but these sobs reminded me of her. They were broken, and lost, and my heart wrenched at the sound of them, they shocked me out of my frozen state and I felt my body begin to move. Unfortunately I didn't get very far, though I was no longer frozen by fear my entire body felt like it was made of lead and refused to move. Still I strained to move, and finally I felt my body and mind slowly pull out of the murky recesses they had fallen into. The room seemed to lighten a bit and my vision began to come into focus, all the while the noises and sounds began to come in clearer and clearer. The first thing I noticed was that I wasn't standing up like I had originally thought. Instead I was on my side, lying against something cold and hard. A bright light flashed, lighting up my surroundings. It only lasted for a second, but the image burnt into to my eyes still remaining long after the light had passed. As far as I could tell I was in some sort of cave lying on the cavern floor. The light flashed again followed by the deafening roar. For a moment I looked around frantically afraid that the beast had found me until I realize I had heard the noise before.
Suddenly it all clicked into place. All the noises I had been hearing up until now had all been distorted by the echo of the cave, and my own drowsy mind; my fear of the dark had fueled my imagination and created these illusions, but now that I was awake and alert I was able to make sense of them. The first and most obvious was the thunder the familiar crashing noise, had sounded so much like the roar of a great beast to my muddled state of mind. The pitter-pattering noise that had filled me with dread just seconds ago was easily discernible as the comforting sound of rain, and the ominous moaning had simply been the wind. But there was still one sound that had persisted from my dream. The sniffling sobs could not only still be heard, they seemed extremely close as well, but who could be making them.
For the first time it occurs to me that I could try and call out to whoever it is. "H...ello" I say weakly my throat feeling dry and coarse. Immediately the crying stops so I try calling out again. "Hello… is anyone there…" I say more strongly this time. "Connor is that you" Suddenly I feel the world spin as I'm turned onto my back. It takes a moment for my vision to refocus, but when it does I see Suicune standing over me looking concerned. "What happened?" I ask feeling a throbbing pain in the side of my head. "You… you tripped and hit your head" says Suicune still looking as if she can't believe that I'm awake. "Well… that's embarrassing," I say, easing myself into a sitting position. Again the room spins and I feel as if I'm about to lose my lunch. "Are you ok," asks Suicune looking worried. "Ya, just a bit dizzy, what about you?" I ask changing the subject. "I'm fine, I was just worried about you, I wasn't sure if you were ever going to wake up again," says Suicune, her voice cracking. Again she lunges forward and nuzzles her head into my chest. "Hey I'll be fine," I say wrapping my arms around her neck "I'm not going anywhere, I promise". Suddenly she lifts her head and without breaking my embrace she kisses me intensely. "What was that for" I ask when we finally broke apart, feeling a different kind of dizzy. "Do I need a reason," she asks, nuzzling her head back into my chest and laying there. "No, no you don't," I say running my fingers through her fur.
Ecruteak Hospital 9 hours later…
"Well it looks like you have a mild concussion," says the doctor turning my head from side to side slowly "While I don't think their will be any lasting damage, there is some sever swelling and bruising, I suggest you stay off your feet and move around as little as possible for the next three days. As for your eye it looks as if your knock on the head caused a Vitreous Hemorrhage, which would explain the discoloration and the floating spots you described to me". "What does that mean, that Vitreous whatever?" I ask squinting as he shines a light in my left eye. "Well essentially it means you have blood in you eye, it won't cause any lasting symptoms either, but I will have to bandage your eye to restrict it's movement and you'll have to rest every day with you're head at a forty degree angle to help drain out the blood". "How long until I can take the bandage off" I ask already dreading the temporary loss of my left eye.
"Well with any luck and lots of rest you'll be all better in just a few months" he says, smiling as if he's giving me good news, for a moment I almost wonder if he's joking. "A few months," I exclaim "Isn't their anything we can do to speed it up a bit?" "No not really, there are some experimental drugs but their not FDA approved yet, all you can do is rest and to be honest with you, you got lucky". "How is this lucky? I ask placing my hands carefully on my head. "Any number of problems could have arisen from your concussion, permanent problems. You could have had memory loss, convulsions, lack of motor coordination, Tinnitus, Post traumatic amnesia, PCS, shall I go on?" "My point is your functioning, and none of your injuries will do you any lasting damage, for a head injury like yours that's lucky".
Suicune's P.O.V
Patiently I waited outside for Connor, ignoring the gaping stares of people passing by. It had taken nearly three hours for the storm to pass and another five hours for me to carry him to town. At first he had objected to me carrying him, but after he had nearly walked off a Cliffside I had forced him to climb on. After that I had taken him straight into Ecruteak and straight to the hospital. The front double doors slide open and I lookup excitedly expecting to see Connor, but am disappointed by the startled look of a stranger. Connor had been in there an awfully long time I was beginning to get worried. What if his injuries were more severe then I had thought, what if they had to do surgery, what if he was already dead. Shaking my head I cleared out the thoughts, I was being ridiculous Connor was probably fine, in fact he would probably walk out those doors any minute. To keep from panicking I told myself that over and over again, for the next half hour.
When Connor finally did come out, it was already beginning to get dark. "Are you alright" I ask Connor noticing the large white bandage covering his left eye. "Doc says I'm fine, no serious damage, all I got to do is rest up for a bit and I'll be right as rain" says Connor smiling at me reassuringly. "Are they sure your ok, shouldn't you stay the night here or something" I ask not feeling convinced. "Why do you think I was in there for so long, besides I'll sleep better if I'm with you, I've already gotten used to having you beside me" says Connor looking a little embarrassed. "So where to now?" asks Connor changing the subject. "Now we take you somewhere you can rest," I say taking the lead. "And where would that be?" Asks Connor following after me. "At my home, I think it's time you finally met my brothers".