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"MOTHER!" Missy sat up quickly, but the blood that rushed to her brain made her head swim, causing her to fall right back onto the floor. The light was so dim here. Where am I? Her heart beat faster. Sweat beaded her forehead and her mouth felt dry. Visions of needles, scalpels, saws, and blood filled her with fear.
No. Not again. The panic faded as fast as it had appeared. Taking a deep breath she calmed when she remembered where she was.
The kitchen (her surgery room) was exactly as she remembered. Bottles cluttered all of the metal counters, where there were no bottles, there was medical equipment. Exactly how she liked it. The once blood covered floor was nice and clean now though. She could tell that Nurse had scrubbed all the mess off the floor…and even draped a nice blanket over her. Funny. The doc is now the patient. Her thoughts went to her own patient.
The Sangheili lay above her on the examination table, one arm slightly hanging over the edge. The dim light cast a glow on his dark skin that made him look as if he were made of stone…and from how still he was she thought he might be dead. But upon closer examination she could see his chest rise and fall.
His armor is missing. I didn't know Nurse knew how to take off Sangheili armor. Gonna have to ask him about that sometime. But now what am I gonna do with him? She had expected him to die. The only reason she had asked Nurse to heal him was because she thought it would have been good practice for her assistant. She didn't think he would have actually been able to save him! She had brought the elite back because she wanted a fresh corpse to examine.
The elite in question gave a little cough, but otherwise he seemed healthy as a fiddle. There was no way he was going to die now. A little voice whispered devilishly in her ear, You could kill him. He tried to kill you, hell, he almost did! The thought was tempting.
If she listened closely she could hear his two massive hearts thudding rhythmically. With each thump of his massive hearts her decision was nailed into place. He is still my patient. "Rest up and heal up big guy." She mumbled absently.
She reached up and slammed a heavy arm onto her patients "bed" to pull herself to her feet. Her legs felt shaky, but she was still clad in her armor and that helped support her. She reeked of shit, piss, vomit, and god knows what else.
Wonder where Nurse is? She had thought he would be in to check on her by now. She couldn't help feeling a little hurt. Missy had imagined waking up with him right by her side; after all, she had saved him before. He wouldn't leave me like this, right? Doubts crawled into her mind like worms through the dirt. she pushed those thoughts aside as she went over to one of the huge, tub-like chrome kitchen sinks and turned the water on full. At least I can wash up a bit.
Her armor was a mess. She pried off the arm pieces and leg segments…but she saved the torso for last. Glad Nurse didn't attempt to take my armor off. Some of the metal alloy had melted and fused with her skin from the heat of the light sword. Missy grabbed a nearby dish rag and stuffed it in her mouth, biting down hard. The rag tasted like mold, but she didn't want to scream out and wake her patients.
She took in a deep breath and let it out slowly through her nose. Her teeth dug into the crust coated cloth in anticipation. Ok. Just like a band-aiiiiie! With her augmented strength she ripped the armor off with ease. The metal had torn away little bits of flesh, but it was only skin deep. Now she could get a good look at her handsome scar.
After wiping away blood from the fresh wounds, she examined her scar as best she could in the reflection of the stainless steel refrigerator. Missy could only see patches of scabs left from her injury, the rest of it had healed and scarred over thanks to her augmentations. It wasn't as bad as she thought it would be.
The light sword had made a fresh-cut appearance, so clean she thought it kinda looked like a rather nasty birth scar. The flesh was still puckered from the swelling and it twisted gently, running a thick finger from just under her left breast to her hip. She spit out the dish rag and walked over to the sink.
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Voro' had found it hard to get back to sleep; knowing his enemy lay next to him, his leg was gone, and he was in enemy territory.
Despite that, sleep finally started to sweep over him like a warm summer breeze.
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"MOTHER!" His serpentine eyes flashed over to where the demon now sat, clutching its side.
His stealth training made him keep silent, and he closed his eyes to slits. Interesting.
It fell back to the floor panting, and turned to look over at him. He did not flinch, he simply breathed, slow and steady. Just like training. Even when it slammed an armored hand onto the top of the table, he did not move or cry out. It used the side of his table to haul itself to its feet. He dared not move as the Demon brought its face in closer to his. Its eyes flicked around his face, studying him.
It was so close.
He could feel its hot breath on his skin, making it crawl in revulsion wherever it touched.
At this distance he could easily reach out an arm and snap its neck clean in half…but the eyes stopped him.
He had never known humans could have such striking eyes, especially not a demon. Dark and commanding, the stare made him feel as if his very soul was being sucked away. The dark deep blue reminded him of the oceans of Sanghelios. He didn't think it possible to replicate that color… A sudden realization shook him from his stun. I have stopped breathing.
The Demon's jaw clenched suddenly when it heard him stop breathing momentarily. By The Rings, I didn't keep steady. It knows I'm awake.
The elite gave a little cough to hopefully cover up his pause in breath. The ploy worked. Finally, satisfied, the Demon swiped a tangle of black hair back and went over towards the kitchen appliances. "Rest up and heal up big guy." it chimed. Why is it keeping me alive? We are enemies… He was pulled from his thoughts.
The Demon turned on a water dispenser and walked over towards one of the large metal appliances. He watched intently as it began taking its armor off.
He let out the breath he had been holding. It is just a human. Nothing more. It was just as pale and fleshy under her armor as her exposed face had been. Nothing more than human.
Once the Demon had ripped off the torso piece he could clearly see the scar he had given it.
The scar was one that a Sangheili family would have sung of with pride…if the Demon were Sangheili. It twisted and curved, and when the Demon turned in the light it appeared shiny compared to the surrounding skin. Certainly one she could not hide. The she-demon appeared slightly crooked because, along with the scar, a large chunk of its side was missing.
The Demon poked and prodded the puffy flesh and growled angrily.
A little twitch of satisfaction at causing a Demon grief made him smile. But mostly he felt pure respect for her, considering she was now his sworn enemy. She still lives, and so she is my enemy from this day forth. It felt strange that his enemy was female though. He knew that both human sexes fought…but he always thought them not equal.
True enough on the battlefield the females fought as bravely as the males, but he couldn't shake the feeling. Sangheili never let their females fight. Briefly he tried to imagine a soft, pampered female Sangheili in armor, using a weapon. The thought almost made him laugh.
Females are for giving life, not taking it. As he looked closer at her ghostly skin he could see other scars that riddled her from head to heels. Plasma burns washed about her limbs, stretching slashes raked her back, he thought he could make out Kig-Yar bite marks, and…strangely bullet wounds flecked her body as well. Clearly she has taken many, many lives.
Each scar was a testament to her prowess.
This she-demon was every inch a warrior. He felt utterly fascinated.
So much I could learn from this demon…
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