Chapter Nine: The Blue Storm

I got to the main door of Medical Bay. It was completely unguarded and it was closed which meant it was also locked. This one was too big and heavy to kick in.

"Oh, I'll fix you right fraggin' quick."

I pulled my right pistol out of its holster and unloaded a bullet into the pass card panel. It glitched and sparked and then the pressure lock released and the door slid right open.

"That felt good. I should have done that a long time ago."
I cracked my neck before I broke into a light jog through the weirdly vacant medical bay to my sister's room. It was empty like I somehow knew it would be. I looked around her cute fluffy teddy with the blue ribbon that I brought was sitting on the nightstand looking over where her bed should be. The blue roses I had cultivated for her in the green space myself were long wilted, dead and dry. Her bed was... missing...
"The bed...they took that too...so they took ...her ...so- - SURGERY!" I deciphered quickly to myself, "Oh Wheels, you ...didn't! You fraggin' pit spawned toaster!"
I un-holstered my second pistol and brandished both as I started to flat out run to the Surgery Unit. Anyone so much as involved in even opening the door to ease the way for this surgery to take place was about to be shot on sight if they got in my way. As my feet echoed off the floor I did notice that the Surgery unit was also un-manned and empty. Wheels had really gone to great lengths to keep this from me obviously. I saw it out of the corner of my eye as I approached it, the one operating theater where the lights were bright and glaring and the machines were all screaming with a panicked intensity. Surgical unit 3. I stopped dead in front of it but no one noticed. I stood there horrified with my mouth gaping wide as I looked on at the sight of what was happening. Wheels was standing there like some kind of marble statue, his eyes frozen, unmoving while some surgical assistant was yelling 'ABORT! ABORT!' and trying to pry some remote control looking thing out of Wheels' hands. Other medical staff were fiddling with machines and some were trying to wrestle -They were trying to wrestle my sister down! My eyes were darting all over trying to figure what I should do. I felt like it was all happening in slow motion.

"What the SLAG is happening?!" I said to myself loudly.

I needed answers, quick ones, so I could tactfully develop a plan. Slag! Tact! My sister always said I lacked it! Barging in rashly with my sister's life in the balance was not an option. Now was not the time to appease my fiery red wolf heart and just spill blood and question later. My sister...maybe...?

"Blue...? Sis, can you hear me?" I called into her consciousness, "I know you can't answer, but can you hear me...please? Give me a sign, Blue... Give me something...anything..." I closed my eyes and pushed myself past every star in the universe, past every grain of sand on every planet, and past all the moons in all the worlds catching the moonlight to land myself beside her heart again and into her head...
WIth my eyes closed from what was in front of me, I could see what wasn't. I could reach into the realities of my sister's mind and search the chambers for her echoes. Blue's head was still white as I entered it... except now the inner walls of it were splattered in dark blue streaks and stains of her dried blood. Pain, Lots of it. I took a few steps forward, unsure still of what to do. I thought there would be more in here for me to see, something to work with...an answer.
"Blue?" I asked. It echoed...

I felt pins and needles on the back of my neck suddenly and a strange cold I turned around sharply. I gasped and let a flow of shocked tears kiss my blushing pink cheeks.

"Don't cry, my strong Wolf, I'm here now."

"Blue..." I whispered almost inaudibly as more tears fell.

After all this time she was ...she was...standing inches away from me. I reached out to grab her and hug her and kiss her cheeks. It had been so long since I had been able to show her I love her. I tried to throw my arms around her shoulders but they passed right through her like a hologram and I was ready to scream in frustration.
"You can not hug me here, Morgan." Blue said sadly and painfully, "If we could...do you really think I wouldn't have hugged you the second I saw you? I miss you, sister, more than you could ever know or feel in this reality..." she trailed off. I saw a single tear slowly release from the corner of her left eye and slide down her cheek. I wanted so desperately to wipe it away...this was heart breaking for me to watch and not be able to do anything about. Even though she was right here in front me, like an image on a screen, it was like she had flown some great distance to the other side of some vast country where I couldn't actually touch her. There was a sudden tremor. I felt the floor shake beneath my feet, like a planetquake.
"We are running out of time, Morgan," Blue said looking around at the ceilings of this strange universe chamber of her mind. "You have to listen to me, please. I won't be able to stay here in front of you much longer."

"What do I have to do, Blue? TELL ME! I'll do anything to have you back! I pleaded.

"You have to get that remote control. It aborts the surgery. You have to stop it, or it'll kill me." Blue explained.

She suddenly dropped to her knees and gasped a sudden hard breath. I quickly dropped to my own in front of her so I could at least still see her stark white eyes with the raging storms. It was driving me crazy that I couldn't do anything for her! That she was so far away, yet so close at the same time.
"You have to go. Now, Morgan…..NOW!" She suddenly screamed.
It caught me so off guard that I flinched and closed my eyes and when I re-opened them I was back in the hallway with the horror show still in progress. Blue had pushed me out of her head. She had never done that before but she had also never been in that state when I had entered her thoughts and she had never been in THIS kind of danger.
"The remote. I have to get it." I said to myself.
I was still holding my pistols. My grip was tightening hard around them as I held them down by my sides and I started making my calculated assessments quickly. I would need the two medical assistants that were attempting to hold her from flailing onto the floor with pain until she was stable enough not to hurt herself. I felt almost bad for the one trying to pull that controller out of Wheel's hands. He was going to be in my way, I wouldn't need him. The two fiddling with the machines would be obsolete as well. Those would stop blaring soon enough. Lastly, I looked at Wheels. Wheeljack…. the Bot that was supposed to be our father. I would decide how to punish him for this mistake later. In this moment, the loathing searing hate I felt for him could not be described in any words that I knew and it was still not time for a hot headed decision.

I scoffed. "Of course...Blue isn't here to see my restraint..She's never gonna believe this."

It was time to deal with this. I took my steps forward into the surgery unit and braced myself for what I was about to do.

"Alright..I'm going in...like a Kamikaze," I said to myself.

"3...2...1" ...