Chapter 10 Thorne

We continued fighting while Kook carried Nightingale inside. When the fighting was over, we went to see how Nightingale was doing, she was now awake, but she was weak and very pale.

"How are you feeling Nightingale?" Asked Ballista.

"Not good."

I went outside, Kookaburra was stood by the doorway, looking very concerned.

"You can come I if you want Kook." I said.

"No, I can't see Nightingale like that."

"Okay."

I went back inside, Shaiden was sat next to Nightingale mopping her brow, we had to get the arrow out, but first we had to find out whether the arrow had hit any of her vital organs.

"It's okay sis, I'll take over from here." I said.

"Alright."

Shaiden then stood up and walked over to the others to inform them on how Nightingale was doing.

"Okay Nightingale, we're going to have to take this arrow out, are you alright with that right now?"

"Yeah."

"But first, I need you to answer me a few things, first, on a scale of one to ten how bad is the pain?"

"Erm...5, it was 10 when it hit me."

I placed my hand close to the wound.

"Now, I'm going to push near the wound, and I want you to tell me on a scale of one to ten how much it hurts."

"Is this all necessary?"

"Yes, this is to determine whether the arrow has hit any vital organs."

"Okay."

I pushed down gently and released, Nightingale winced slightly with the pain.

"What would you rate that?"

"Err...4."

I move my hand closer to the wound.

"And what about now?"

I pushed down again.

"Agh...7"

"I think that you're safe, if you'd said 8 or 9 then it might have hit your organs, if it had then it would have been much more serious."

"How serious?"

"Well, let's just say it would have resulted with death."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

I turned back to the arrow and grabbed hold ready to yank it out. "I'm going to pull the arrow out now okay?"

"Okay."

I took a deep breath and the arrow came out with one quick easy motion, when it was out I grabbed the cloth behind me and placed it over the wound.

"AGH!" Nightingale screamed.

"Faetal, could you hold this in place for me please?"

"Okay."

Faetal quickly ran over and took over from me, holding the cloth in place while I went to get a bandage.

"Tell me if she starts to get any worse."

"Okay."

I turned around and went to get a bandage and a needle and thread to sew up the wound.

"Thorne, I think that she's getting worse." Faetal shouted.

I ran back over and Faetal was right, Nightingale was getting worse, her face was almost white, her brow was wet with sweat and her pulse was speeding up, I was sure that she was going to faint.

"Nightingale, Nightingale, can you hear me?" I said. She didn't respond.

"Is she alright?" Faetal asked.

"Yeah, she's just passed out."

While Nightingale was out cold, we stitched up the wound and wrapped the bandage around her waist, while we were waiting for Nightingale to come back round, I went back outside to Kook to give him the news so far.

"Well? How is she?" He asked.

"She's not really with us at the moment."

"She's dead?"

"No, she's unconscious."

"Well why didn't you say that?"

"I'll let you know when she comes round."

"Okay, thanks mate."

"Thorne!" Faetal shouted.

I dashed back inside.

"What is it?"

"I think that she's coming back round."

"Nightingale? Nightingale, can you hear me?"

Slowly, her eyes began to open.

"What happened?" She asked, he voice was quiet, almost a whisper.

"You just fainted that's all."

"I feel really sore."

"That'll be the stitches, we've stitched up the wound."

"Thanks Thorne."

"It's Kook that you should be thanking, he was the one who saw you, the one who caught you the first time that you fainted."

"Where is Kook anyway?"

"He's outside, I'll go and get him."

When I went back to Kook he was pacing up and down anxiously.

"Kook, you alright?"

"Never mind me, is Nightingale alright?"

"Yeah, she's fine, she's awake now if you'd like to come and see her."

"Okay."

When Kook walked into the room, Nightingale's face lit up with a large bright smile."

"Hi Kook."

"Hey Nightingale, how are you feeling?"

"Sore."

"Now you know how I felt when you removed that arrow from my arm."

Nightingale laughed and winced with the pain.

"Try not to use your stomach muscles too much, that's what's causing the pain." I said.

She turned back to Kook.

"You said that you wanted to tell me something, what is it?"

"I don't think that now's the best time."

At the end of the day we took Nightingale up to her room and helped her into her nest, she'd hopefully be as right as rain in the morning, for someone who just got hit by an arrow, she was terribly brave, most people would be trembling, sweating and needing someone to hold their hand, and would want someone to be with them the whole time, I wish that more people were like Nightingale.