So sorry for the late update my boyfriend has been keeping me so busy…not that I mind…his height for me is a remind of Serena and Darien's…he's 6' 8' I'm 5' 5 ½ …that and work is out there…anyways here's the next chapter please review once you've read…-oh I'd like to send a personal shout out to 'veggieburger' who inspired me to write in the 1st place & to my beata reader of sorts 'recicup' for reading over my chapters and correcting and putting comments in when it doesn't make any sense.
The unconquered land ch.11
With the back up outside we preceded onward, checking the halls before we fully entered them. Darien refused to let me go without him, it was sweet and comforting in that 'over protective boyfriendly way' but grating on my nerves on the level of 'not being able to handle my own' at the same time.
As for Darien, he had a weird look in his eyes…like he was protecting more than just me but couldn't figure out what. Whatever. Opening up a compact mirror that I only ever used for this type of 'work', I moved it around the corner just slightly to see the next round of security detail. 2 guards with semi automatics, but right next to them was the alarm for what I'm guessing was that section of the building.
We were going to have to do this quick and fast. I signal to Darien to follow my lead as I choose my 'victim' so to speak. We round our guns and simultaneously pull our triggers. They go down hard and fast. The tranks should keep them out for a while. Rounding the corner I motion for Malachite to head off into the other direction and try to get Darien to go off in another.
"Forget it I'm staying with you." His determination was sweet but freaking grating on my last nerves. "Listen Darien we can cover more ground this way now go!" I held logic in my statement but he wasn't budging. "No Serena, you're stuck with me." This over-protective routine is getting old…fast!
"Listen closely Darien, I'm not some child that needs a babysitter. I'm certainly capable of watching my own back with or without you around!" My voice raised slightly on the end making me hope no one heard that. "Excuse me? I'm just protecting my girlfriend. It's what boyfriends do. Have you never had a boyfriend protect you or be protective of you before?" he asks.
Thinking on it I never really have. Seeing my expression he says, "Damn…I'm sorry. Here I am loading all this protectiveness on you and your just rolling with the punches aren't you?" it was more statement than question but I answer anyways. "Pretty much, but why are you so protective…especially lately." I ask.
Before Darien had the chance to retort we heard a noise making us both stop and raise our guns. "When we defeat them here, you're buying the first round!" I whisper harshly. I practically felt him roll his eyes at me. Walking forward Darien did everything he could to be ahead of me.
Didn't we just have this conversation…? I stopped and asked, "Seriously what is up with you! I can obviously take care of myself; you've seen proof of that. I can understand keeping within my area but right on my damn heels-or making me follow you instead…seriously what's going on with you?"
His head drops a little as he asks, "Do you ever feel deep in your gut the overwhelming need to over protect someone?" I shack my head yeah. "The girls are like sist-" he cuts me off. "Not that type of protecting. I feel this bizarre overwhelming urge to protect what's mine from any and all harm. No matter what." His voice drops at the end with such seriousness it scares me.
"Look I understand your just doing what your gut's telling you but I can handle this little corridor you can go on ahead down the other one. I'll call you if I need you." he probably would have believed me if the giant ceiling-tall growling man behind me hadn't picked me up with one hand by my shoulder and threw me into the wall beside me like a freaking rag doll.
I was not used to having the wind knocked out of me, but I also wasn't used to being caught off guard either. I heard Darien yell for me, "Serena?" trying to get back up and gain my lost breath. I tried to use the wall as leverage only to feel and then see the indent from my body in it. Damn…how strong is this sucker?
I see the walls a good 5-6 inches deeply imbedded in. A good 'me shaped' dent in place. Craning my neck, I over see the damage it's inflicting on Darien…and visa versa. Darien's doing what he can to give it hell. "Hey asshole! You got a thing for hitting girls?" I ask him, distracting him from Darien.
He takes a moment to look at me just in time for me to run up and stab him in the back right through the front with the long ass sword I'd grabbed. He backs up from Darien in pain only to come at me, sword still in place. Trying to avoid said sword I jump around him using my agility to get around.
He swings but misses on several accounts…as long as Darien has a chance to recover from ceiling guy smashing his fist into his face and trying to strangle him…I think to myself. Ceiling guy keeps coming at me with my sword in his back. With the way he was moving you'd think the sword didn't have an effect on him. Either that or it was why he was moving around so much.
I grab a large knife out, double bladed for more damage and start stabbing in every chance I get. 3 hits to the back, 5 to the front and just when I think I've gotten somewhere I get nailed. His one hit tosses me back again, only this time I don't go back as far…Must be all the stab wounds…they're taking effect.
Scrambling to my feet I look for Darien, he's still within range but he's also far back enough to avoid taking a hit. I take my chances for hand to hand and start to pound on it. With 2 frontal punches and 2 backhands side by side I see the damage but he doesn't appear to feel it.
I try kicking but it only seems to aggravate it. Taking my kicking foot on the second kick it grabs it then in one fatal swoop picks me up by my foot and throws me towards Darien. Trying to avoid hitting him I shout out his name, "Darien! Move!" just enough to get him to move out of the way.
Making a quick dodge to the left I land a foot on the wall and a hand on the floor and use my strength to flip back onto my feet. With my shins apart and my thighs together I appear cool, calm and collected when in reality I'm trying to best figure out how to kill this son of a bitch.
Looking over I can see that Darien's shoulder is dislocated plus he has a mountain of bruises. I look back over to the ceiling guy only to find his stab wounds in his chest healing right before my eyes. SHIT! Darien must have seen to cause his next words leave me wanting to hit him and kill that thing.
"Did not see that coming." The only death scenario I can come up with involves me literally taking this things head off. I wonder if its body parts are self regenerative…last thing I need is for the thing to go all 'John Carpenters 'the thing'' on me…I sincerely hope not…question is how do I get close enough to take its head off and NOT get killed in the process?
"You ok?" I ask Darien as he clutches his shoulder. "Shithead freaking dislocated my shoulder…what an asshole!" He roared out in pain. Hating that Darien was in pain for trying to help me, for getting my back I charge at the ceiling monster. Not one of my better moments.
After it tries to hit me 4 times I manage to grab my sword in its back and pull…hard...hoping to give the asshole some more pain. Roaring out loud in obvious agony it tries to grab me from behind but I'm too small for his big arms to even reach. I'm like a little cockroach now.
Finally pulling it out I'm bent far back enough for him to grab me. Not my complete intention…but he felt pain which was my intention. He throws me back towards Darien, though not as hard as before. The ceiling tall gargantuan runs away from us down the corridor, "What a wuss for a monster. Only took a few hits…and stabs…hell it freaking self regenerated itself." I said aloud.
Suddenly dislocated shoulder or not Darien was checking me all over for broken or bruised anything. "Would you relax I'm fine. If I wasn't I'd still be on the ground over there. What kind of mutated monster runs away when it's the one winning the fight?" I ask trying to figure it out.
Groaning in slight pain he says, "I don't know but do you mind popping my shoulder back in for me?" at his half asked question I put my hands in place and say, "On the count of 3 ok…" luckily having already done it for Lita and Ray once or twice before I know what to do, how to do it and when on the count of 3 is the best chance to do it…and little hint there's a trick to that process.
And here it comes, "1…2…" 3 was technically not suppose to come, so on 2 I shoved it back into place. Darien grunted in pain before asking in a lesser, slightly angered and pained voice, "What the hell happened to 3?" I just shook my shoulders before saying, "On 3 you were expecting it, on 2 you weren't."
He looked at me like 'how can THAT be an answer?' I simply shrugged and moved on trying to tell him to go off in the other direction but because of the ceiling tall monster still out there he refused to leave. Having no argument for it I let him come along. Once I put my sword back into place, we go down another corridor only to find the ceiling tall monster guarding it with 2 other guards.
It seems they were a bit nervous sharing the post with a monster. I almost laughed at it. I prepped my gun this time making sure I had bullets in it, that monster was going down. Darien had relented to taking out the 2 guards since his shoulder was slightly out of wack from the dislocation.
I used the mirror to locate the monster in front of the 2 guards. I almost moved when I saw where the wound I gave it should have been but wasn't. Damn it…I should not have removed my sword…but I did need it. The thing self regenerates and obviously it doesn't need much time to do it in.
Before I had a chance for further thought Darien made his move. Cursing myself for lack of time and him for charging in before I gave the ok I move from my position behind the corner only to come face to - well…stomach in this case with the ceiling monster. Not granted most ceilings are standard 13 feet tall but still this dude was huge and did I mention tall?
I started backing up but I wasn't quick enough and got a large fist to the stomach…hard. I literally flew for a good 3 seconds and once landed, slid down the hall another 15 feet. Gaining my breath again I wondered why my stomach was hurting me so much at the moment but tried my best to force it to the back of my head.
Getting up I tried hand to hand combat since I didn't have enough time to grab my guns. 3 punches and 4 kicks later I landed back on my ass with just 1 toss of his hands on me. I briefly wondered what was taking Darien so long when tentacles like things shot out from inside its hand to my throat.
Unable to stop them the 3 tentacles wrapped themselves tightly around my neck. I was loosing focus on everything due to the air I was currently losing and fast. I looked up to see the monster look at me. My gaze shifted wondering where Darien was. Apparently he used his formerly dislocated shoulder to shot them and missed.
Now the 3 of them were in hand to hand and they had bigger guns than he did. Seeing him fighting one I saw the other one aim his gun at his head. I couldn't move from where I was. My mind exploded in that familiar heat as it did when I protected Darien from the extinguisher.
The pain was consuming but helpful as a distraction from the loose of air. I figured if I'm going down I'll be sure to at least give Darien a chance to make it out alive. Note to self if we get out of this were practicing these mental tricks as often as possible…Using the internal explosion I create the 'force field' around him preventing the bullets from hitting him, and then used my remaining strength to push them back.
They collided with the now very shocked guard who shot them. The other guard also shocked at the display was then knocked out by Darien. Thank god he was alive…now for him to just leave…. My hands fell away from the tentacle like things unable to find the strength to hold on any longer as I lost the last strand of breath I had in me. For a full minute I felt nothing except air.
Things are quiet for a minute…thinking to myself… I'm dead…right? I suddenly felt my body being lifted for a brief moment before bring righted into a CPR laying position as I then feel Darien's lips on my own begging me while trying to breathing air into my lungs to not die on him, not me too.
I finally start to feel my body parts come back to life again. I start to regain my breathing and I gasped out, breaking free of Darien's lips and taking in giant gulps. Part of me was so grateful for being alive still and the other part of me was thinking how much I loved and hated Darien.
Before you think how I could 'hate him' let me tell you this. When a loved one has the chance to escape a dangerous situation and stays on accounts of you, it tends to make you feel guilty that when he stayed he could have gotten himself killed as well. He could have gotten away but he didn't.
However, before I had a chance to reprimand him I saw the ceiling guy heal up the rest of the way…Darien must have emptied a clip into him…I reached for my gun but seeing as both of my guns were to far…how'd they get over there? Unless…when ceiling guy hit me he literally knocked my guns right off me. I went for one last 'force field' and blocked the tentacles coming at us.
Using my last bit of 'mind energy' on this I magnified as much as I could to send him back as far as I could. He flew into the wall 10 feet behind him. Darien not wanting to face it again picked me up and ran as far and as fast as he could…unknowingly running us into the direction of the main labs.
Getting us to a set of what looked to be steel double doors he practically crashed into them with me in his arms. The pain in his shoulder was on fire with immense amounts of pain due to carrying my ass…which I was secretly thinking was getting big…like you don't check out your own ass and wonder the same on occasion…while running, which causes jarring which causes a lot of movement.
Not to mention when he crashed us into the doors. That was painful for me but for him with me in his arms it had to be explosive. Meanwhile, my neck was bruised as hell due to ceiling guy trying to kill me and I was still trying to regain even slightly normal breathing. "Remind me to stick a cannon up that things ass before this day is over." I barely managed to rasp out. Damn that thing nearly killed me…and Darien…we weren't ready to come out and do this.
Before I can protest Darien tells me, "Glad I stayed now?" it may have been a question but it was said as a final statement with his tried and true devil may care garble in it. It made me want to beat him up a little. He knew…his cocky little self knew he was right and I was wrong…I looked at him then at myself, then down at our forms collapsed on the ground.
His on-fire shoulder was crushed against me and the doors while his lungs burned in protest from the fast action running and his body lay haphazardly crashed and crushed with mine. Me, I was crushing his shoulder, I had one leg dangling in his arms while the other was curled up on his leg.
I was still breathing but not as easily as I had been and who knew where that thing was now. "Mind telling me how you blew 'gargantuan' away?" Darien asked. Giving him a half confused look myself and shrugging my shoulders slightly hurting his slight in the process I said, "Reverse polarity?"
Giving me a confused look I try to detail it out, "I felt him or it trying to get those tenta-whatever's through the 'force field' so instead of focusing on block I focused on blow, as in blowing him away." Giving me a look for my terms of use I replied partially defeated gesturing my hands in its general direction, "It worked didn't it?" he holds up his one hand in defense.
"Ok but lets get the information we need then bounce out of here before 'gargantuan' comes back for thirds." He and I managed to get up a little less pained than before. He jumped on his walkie to try and get a hold of Malachite. "Mal you there?" He asked. "Yeah I'm here. This place is like a goddamn maze and I'm bored as hell here. Took out a few guards hear this weird bang noise and that's been it."
Looking as we did Darien responded back, "Not so boring over here and that bang was probably Serena sending a 'gargantuan' of a monster through a wall. I'll give you the details later but we're oddly enough where we need to be at you watch your back dude…literally." Malachite agreed.
However once Darien's statement sunk in he asked, "Wait through a wall? How'd-" "Just go!" Darien said before ending the call out. We composed ourselves to go in when we realized there was a card reader at the side of the double doors. "Damn." Darien remarked. "I wonder…" I replied grabbing a bobby pin, one of the many I used to keep my freakishly long hair up.
I tried the 'mythical bobby door opener pin trick'. I tried gently sliding it around, but it was a no go… "You sure that'll work? "Darien asked. "Worth a shot!" I say getting frustrated…apparently frustration works cause once I jammed it into the card reader a few sparks showed up and the red dot disappeared.
Giving it a moment we waited for the green dot that usually signaled 'go' to appear. Bingo…the doors opened up to reveal a short pathway leading to what seemed to be a team of research scientists behind tempered glass doors and walls. This was going to be messy if it wasn't done right.
Going into stealth mode we both gentle walked up careful not to sound any alarms. Seeing the guys with guns we decided to get the scientists out of there. I wasn't in the mood to kill someone that could potentially help us out. Walking up to the doors with Darien behind me I look inside.
One of those scientists with the gunmen looks familiar but I can't place him with all those people in the way. "We've got to act fast if we're going to get everyone out." He says low as to not attract any attention. Angling my head to look at him in the face I deadpan out, "What do you suggest? The fire alarm?"
At my raised quirked eye brow he looks down and smiles. Bending my sore neck down, I see the exposed wires. We both know if cut they'll sound off the alarms. "Its not guaranteed to work though." He says, retracting the offer. I guess as a joke it was usable but now that it's plausible he backs up.
Smirking I bend down take out a small knife and cut the wires. Bam instantly the alarms sound off. Darien and I plaster ourselves to the wall, "It's just the alarms Serena. There's no real threat in here." He states as people start to get up. "Do you think anyone here is paid enough to take that chance?" he nods his head as the majority of the scientists leave not even seeing us.
"Don't you just hate it when I'm right?" we both ask each other at the same time. Laughing for a moment we hold our hands up in truce as we go inside the doors. I can still see the gun men there. Apparently they are paid enough to take the chance. Signally to Darien where I'm going in I use the tables and chairs as cover.
We slowly make our way to the small group of men in the corner. Deciding to come out and take out the gun men now that were close enough to. Watching for a chance to strike and hit on first contact I make my move and nail 2 of them while Darien hits 3 before ducking again. However what one of the men says throws me off, "It's been a long time Serena! How are you?"
Confused I ask, "And just who might you be?" "You don't remember me? Oh you hurt my feelings, my names Esseker. I was a guard over at your building before all of this happened. So where have you been all this time? It's been hard trying to find you." I barely remember him.
For a moment I feel a ting of guilt till I realize he's working for the enemy. "Why would you be looking for me?" I ask. I keep moving around so he can't locate me while I talk. Looking for me he replied, "Oh not me personally just my bosses. They want to meet you…very badly. Especially after you killed 'Mizugeiko', that big tall guy whom of which has the chip on him and my bosses newest now deceased pet thanks to you-" he was starting to rattle off the name but I could care less.
"Let me take this opportunity to not care." I grip out standing up facing the guy. Darien had his gun to the other man in the room while the scientist I saw was becoming clearer to me on who he was-is. Seeing my distraction the guard says, "Oh so you remember your boyfriend but not me hun?" his statement now sounding more like a question has my mind boggled.
"The hell are talking about…?" I go from demanding to shocked by the end of my sentence as none other than Andrew swivels around in his seat to see me. I lower my gun a little seeing him smiling at me. "It's been too long Serena. I've missed you." I'm too shocked to think straight. "You're…your alive..." I start till I look around and see Darien looking at me with 'hello!' eyes.
"You're still working with them?" honestly I thought he'd be dead by now. Darien not liking the situation says, "What are you smiling at you little bitch?" he asks in low dangerous tones. His over protectiveness is deadly right now. Andrew looking at him replies, "How can I not smile around a beautiful creature such as Serena?" his calm demeanor takes me off guard.
Though it seems to piss Darien off all the more. The guards are seemingly calm as well and I don't like it. How is it we came in guns and all to attack and get information from them and here they're practically acting like were their freaking guests! I feel like a damn joke! Gaining Andrews attention again I ask, "So your still their little 'teachers pet' so to speak hun?"
He laughs and says to me, "Ahh Serena still got a mouth on you. If I remember correctly…" his faces moves to look at Darien as he says the next part, "you were good at using it…for ALL intended purposes." The hidden innuendo puts Darien even more on edge, as intended. "But I'm sure this guy knows what I'm talking about…or do you..." Looking back to me he finishes off, "Nah…not the type hun?"
His way of talking now is throwing me off as probably intended. He never used to talk like this in front of people. In private he was a little bit like this but damn…however having regained control of himself Darien spoke up, "Oh yeah, yeah I know. Good too, right?" Andrew turns to him in shock.
Getting the intended surprised reaction from Andrew he makes his move. In one swoop he knocks the guy to his left out before shooting Andrew in the leg, temporarily immobilizing him and sending him to the ground. When he did that I shot the asshole of a guard that had been taunting me earlier. Andrew limped back into his seat as I held my gun to him.
"Why?" I asked. "They destroyed so much…so many lives…why work for them?" he grunted in pain. I grabbed a fist full of his hair, yanked back and asked again, "WHY?" he look me in the eyes as he remarked, "The same reason Beryl joined us…power." That name threw me off.
Beryl was here? We didn't leave her anywhere near here.
"You're lying. Beryl's nowhere-" he cut me off, "Yeah she is. We found her abandoned outside. She'd used her mental powers to make the infected heads blow up. Quite a nifty little trick since their minds are mostly mush anyways. Wasn't too hard for her." His explanation causes worry for me.
"Where we got her here, and gave her an option, work for us or get thrown back out there she jumped at the chance…and jumped me too. Gotta say she's a firecracker…annoying as hell…" He deadpanned out, "but a firecracker none the less." He was trying to get under my skin that much was clear. However a cruncklingly sick sound came from his leg. I looked down to see the bullet wound being repaired.
That was disgusting to watch and listen to. It was like listening to a leg disintegrating only in reverse. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks…He has the disease in him too…Looking back up he states, "There that's better." I back up before he can try to do anything. I look up to see the doors swing open and a slightly bloodied Malachite running in before locking the doors shut.
He looks like hell and when he turns around he looks a bit freaked too, "What the hell was that thing?" Hearing a big bang all of a sudden from behind him we all look over to the doors. They won't hold for much longer and I can only guess as to what's behind them. Malachite runs over still remembering the plan from before hand and grabs up and thing useful. I yell to Darien and Malachite, "Darien, Malachite we're leaving now. Grab what you can and freaking fast too."
Getting no fight back from either guy I keep my gun on Andrew while he sits still just looking at me. Not liking that I break down and ask, "Why are you staring at me?" he replies, "Just thinking about the day I get you back is all. I can't wait." Raising my eye brow I ask, "Seriously…are you high? I'm with Darien and there's never going to be a going back with you."
Darien comes up signaling he has the information while the doors get increasingly filled with more dents. Before we leave I look out the only optional window in the place. There is a way to get down…but we have to nail it perfectly or risk death by height. I look back to hear the end of Darien's deadly words.
"Serena's mine now so any attempts you make will be in vain. So be warned come after her and death will follow you." His words sound oddly sweet but most disturbing. I've never had someone willing to kill over me before. He grabs our packs and shoots the window out. Malachite runs over and puts Darien's pack on seeing the obvious pain Darien's in.
Seeing the only option I saw they nod their heads and we all make a jump for it. At the same time we hear the doors bust open. Jumping down we hit the first ledge then jump down a second later to the one on the right then to a series of other ledges before taking one final jump to the ground. Immediately 2 snipers are tranked down near us and we take off mentally thanking Lita, Ray and Nephrite.
Making a run for it we don't stop till we right back where we started. Lita and Nephrite look pleased as punch while Ray doesn't look to happy now that she realizes she's the 3rd wheel. "Next time I get to go in with you." She remarks. I say the only thing's I can think of, "Andrew is still alive and Beryl is with them now."
My words stop all pleasantries. "Is she serious?" Lita asks Darien. He nods his head. She kicks the dirt beside her in anger, 'Freaking bitch! Just when I get comfortable." Looking at her I reply, "Just when you get comfortable? It's my boyfriend she's after and me she wants to kill!"
Darien wraps his arms around me in attempt to comfort. It calms but doesn't comfort. "We need to find out what's on the disc's we grabbed and see what we can do. I need to work on my new gifts. I'll be needing them…badly." I remember the ceiling monster and hope the next time I see him I'll be able to kill him.
"I guess you won't be able to shock a cannon up his ass today Serena." Darien says. Despite the dire news I laugh and reply,"Next time I will. Remind me." Everyone looks confused at the camaraderie. "Whose ass Serena?" Malachite asks. "That tall ass dude that chased you to the room we were in." I replied.
Remembering him he said, "I'll go find some cannon's cause damn was he big and tough." "No shit Sherlock." I responded. We all decided to head back as fast as possible so as not to be followed. Once out of the area we zipped on back to the building…which was rapidly becoming home to me.
Once back inside all I could think about was getting back to the 'lab' before going to bed. Getting there I was welcomed by Trista. "How was…" she took one look at me and her sentence fell, "Yeah it gets worse." I replied giving her the scoop on what happened. "Wow…" was all she could say.
"Mind helping me out here?" I asked. She nodded for once being the one to catch up with what was going down. She helped patch me up since Darien and the others were back with their projects. He was working with 'command' telling me to get help for my injuries pronto.
Not feeling like objecting I did as told. My body now off the adrenaline was feeling everything completely now. I felt so banged and bruised up I literally felt like a human piñata that had one to many hits. Finally after 2 hours of waiting I had my wounds cleaned…turns out when I was thrown into the wall part of the wall came home with me…in my skin!
Then Trista showed me how to clean it out and bandage everything, by the time I reached my shared room I was in pain and whatever advanced stuff I had in me may have worked the healing faster but I could still feel all of the pain. Apparently it only took the pain temporarily away when I was fighting so that I could get back up and what not.
However afterwards it acted like adrenaline and left my body once it was all done…like a power surge…only afterwards it took a lot of pain killers to ease the pain once more. I was on morphine as it was and I was still feeling the aftereffects. Seeing my little cot right now felt so good…I gentle fell on top of it and relished the feel of the barely there sheets and my pillow.
"Oh I never thought I'd be happy to see you again…or feel you again…" I mumbled into the pillow. "I never thought you'd be in here again." Said Ray's voice from the doorway as she entered…Not in the mood… "Need sleep Ray." I mumbled hoping she'd leave me alone…no chance…
"So how are things going between you and Darien?" she asked. I whimpered a loud in sheer agony at not being able to just sleep this pain away. Putting the pillow over my head I moaned out, "Can't this wait till morning…when I'm not in so much pain?" I was still hurting and here she was trying to be social?
I was tired, in pain and not in the mood to do anything but sleep. "Listen if it isn't freaking global it can wait till morning." I stated hoping to make it clear I wasn't talking and just sleeping. Seeing my prone body on the cot must have made her realize the dire need in the situation because she dropped it and shut the light off.
Thank you….I would have mumbled it but I was already asleep. However my sleep was cut short 4 hours later due to a loud pounding at the door. Ray was sleeping like a rock for once and not getting up. Her breathing patterns indicated deep sleep which was rare for her these days.
Getting painfully up I walked to the door and said right before opening it, "If there isn't an insanely hot looking guy outside the door I'm going to slam it shut." Opening it I find Darien with his own shoulder bandaged up. "Hope I fit that bill considering you're my girlfriend now…" his words hold truth and mirth in them.
Unable to not let him in I open the door wider only to be stopped by his hand, "I'm not coming in. I came over to ask why you weren't at m-our place?" I stopped in my line of thoughts. I had no idea he was expecting me to be over at his-apparently now our - place. I was still just reeling in from having just started to sleep with him and here he's asking me to move into his room?
Then again I could be over reacting about it… "Sorry wasn't thinking but I do need to get my sleep in so I can try to heal a bit faster." I say. "Ok we'll let's go back to m-our room and we'll both get some needed sleep in." I almost don't want to go. But it's only because I have a cot right here no more than 10 feet from me.
Darien takes my hand and gently eases me to hi-our room for the remainder of the time. I can tell his aim is for us to have a good time but we're bruised up enough…taking the lead I tell him to sit down on the bed while I get something. Going into his bathroom I locate any type of soothing anything for our joints and muscles.
Bingo…I ended up finding this joint pain reliever…smelled but what pain cream doesn't?
Coming out Darien was laying there practically nude…only now it seemed his goals for the evening were shifting. He looked like he was getting tired by the minute, luckily I had something to put us both right to sleep.
"Hey found this figured we could both use a little." He agreed and started to put it on. "Ouch!" I yelped not accustomed to having the pain there. In my old days I was good at running, so much that for nearly a year I was on the track team till my coach got tired of my lateness to get there. So these days when I knew I couldn't handle what was in front of me I ran like the freaking wind.
Of course I hadn't needed to run or even think of it…till now…so when we had our run in with ceiling guy…really have to find a name for him…my mentality of run away hadn't occurred, so fighting was more so…till I got my ass handed to me in one hit. I may be healing a lot faster but I still felt it.
"You ok?" he asked. "Not really. But I'll live." I responded back looking for a little sympathy. "Sorry…I should have watched your back better than this. I'm sorry." His genuine guilt made me feel a little bad for packing it on so I added on, "Its ok…I need to get my ass kicked once in a while…just to keep me real, so that I remember that I'm still human and not…" his hand pressing into my shoulder stops my speech and causes me to cry out in slight agony.
I look back in slight anger and confusion. "You're human Serena…so you're a little enhanced than the rest of us. It just means that you can be a better fighter. It doesn't make you any less of a human being." I open my mouth to cut him off but he beats me to the punch with a finger to my mouth. "Beryl is completely different from you. Trust me I know." I look at him in question.
How'd he know? "I know you Serena…from you cutie button nose…" He grazes my nose with his finger tips… "To your velvety soft kissable lips…" his fingers follow a path to my lips and glides over them with the barest of touches, feeling the smoothness of them and arousing me slightly in the process.
"To your sweet tasting skin…" he leans forward and gently kisses a path from the back of my neck to the back of my shoulder. "To your stinky feet!" that last one catches me off guard and once it sinks in I grab a pillow and hit him with it. "You ass take that back my feet do not stink!" I threaten.
He just laughs a loud at the silly little squabble we're having. But soon enough we start to feel the dregs of the day and of our bruises. Slowing down to a stop we finish applying the cream before we lay in each others arms for bed. "Your going to have to wash these sheets at some point." I mumble out.
"What for?" he asks. Smiling I say, "Gee let me think, they've got 2 days worth of 'sex sweat' in them, and now the residue from this cream that'll get rubbed into it." It's so obvious. "I kinda like it." He responds. I look over to him from beyond my shoulder to ask him why when he adds on, "The smell tells me that our time together hasn't been a dream…that you that what we have is real."
He takes my hand in his and kisses each of the tips of my fingers. So delicately I almost don't feel it. For an 'unknown' reason I start to tear up a little. He looks to me and unable to let him see the tears I turn attempt to hide the tears. But his hand stops me and makes me look at him.
I can't stop the free flowing tears and I don't know why I can't or why there...well…there. "Serena…" he asks, putting his forehead to my own. "Please stop trying to hide this part of yourself from me. I want to see and know all of you…even the parts you believe are weak." His words are sweet causing the flow to come out even more so. I don't know if it was from his actions tonight or from the days events but I let it pour out of me.
Sleeping that night became easy once I let go of it all and cried. Somehow it released something within me that helped me sleep better that night. When morning came I woke to find Darien starring at my form seemingly in deep thought while grazing his fingers gently over where my tank top had ridden up on my stomach.
Something about the action provoked me into joining our hands together and I did. Surprised at first his eyes shot up to mine but were soon calmed but the motions we made together. I felt so calm and at ease by the gently laze and stirring sensations. I felt at peace from it.
Deciding we needed to see how 'command' was doing we started to get ready till my stomach felt off. Not wanting to worry Darien I told him I'd be a minute and to go without me. Once he left the room the sudden need to bring up my last 3 meals soon overtook me.
I barely made it to the toilet. After 20 minutes of bringing up my last 3 meals I was finally able to flush the toilet only to see my literally white face. Now I'm normally a very light skinned girl…ivory as I've heard some describe…but this was bordering on freaking 'I'm trying to scare people period on Halloween white'…and that's WITH MAKE UP!
Something's definitely wrong but what can it be. Stomach flu? No…I've been eating the same as everyone else has…just a flu bug? Or maybe it's just a…no I never get THIS sick before or during a period. By the way when is that particular 'red dragon' coming to play with me?
When I do my time frame I realize that I should be getting it, in like 2 days. Making some amount of sense I push this nagging feeling to the back of my mind that I'm not considering another possibility. Rushing out after washing my face up and gargling for a solid 3 minutes making sure all remnants from what came back up are gone I leave out and head down to 'command' to see what's up.
Getting there I see Mina hanging happily off of Malachite who's telling his tale with more of a bravado to it now. Mina's drinking it all in. Ray and Jed seem to be lightly flirting though she puts up a different front when she feels their being looked upon, she never was one for relenting easy. Amy and Zoicite are working more than friendly close together which I'm happy about cause I know she is.
Not seeing Lita I go up to Mina and ask, "Where's Lita? I thought we we're all going to talk about what went down yesterday?" "She should be here in a minute with Nephrite." She answers back not once taking her eyes off of Malachite. She's so in love with him already its ease as hell to tell.
"Hey did someone say my name?" a familiar brown head shows up looking happily welcome to kick ass if her name was said in the wrong context. Looking over my shoulder I reply back out, "Yeah I did. Thought we we're all going to talk about what went down yesterday?"
Everyone gathers round for the news about to be shared though Malachite does want to warn them about ceiling guy- who REALLY needs a name! To bad we don't know his original name that'd be helpful. Then again it's too bad he's not still human anymore. This disease mixed with my blood is having strange mutating effects on people and animals and I don't like it.
"Not mention our one and only 'queen of the bitches 'Beryl' is back…sorta." Darien's statement raises gasps of shock from around the table. Murmurs fly around but right now I have a bad nagging feeling in my stomach that I try and squelch down as much as possible at the moment.
"What ever move we make it has to be soon, who knows what she's told them about the insides of this place. We'd have to change tactics, put out extra guards change our entrances…" the list went on but so did the slow boil of pain in my stomach. I angled my side in an effort to reduce the pain I felt.
That was a mistake…all of a sudden as if in slow motion that pain in my stomach that I had managed to keep at bay yesterday and most of this morning is back and with the angle I gave it-full force! The girls and guys along are talking but their voices become blurry as does my vision as I grasp onto the table for support. I've never in my life had a stomach ache do this to me.
A very sharp twinge alerts me to the fact that this is completely unusual and I grasp my very pain filled stomach as the pain grows more agonizing. Darien seems to notice and asks, "What's wrong Serena?" however I can't answer due to the pain now encompassing my body.
I struggle to hold myself up as Darien rushes around everyone to pick me up.
Unable to hold out I whimper in pain and say, "Something's wrong…this isn't right." He immediately rushes off to Trista to have a look at me. However along the way I feel myself passing out and Darien yelling at me to stay awake. My body doesn't heed his demands and falls into the abyss of darkness.
My last thoughts remain on one question…what's happening to me?
Sorry for the slight cliffy but it was necessary for the next chapter or else this one would have been over extended not to mention posted way later. Please review the button is below! Reviews help my creativity flow!