WARNING!

This short is pretty nasty.

So if u can't handle it, DO NOT READ!

PLEASE!

I BEG of u!

U HAS BEEN WARNED…


"Guys… I'm getting worried. What if Tezz is really in danger and not just fooling around like he usually does?" Agura swallowed her frustration.

Vert sighed again. "For the last time, if he doesn't come back out, we'll go in to get him in five minutes. If he's just playing, then he'll be punished."

She huffed and went back to scanning the area for any signal of his.

"Well, wherever he is, I hope he's not gettin' the snot kicked out of him…" Spinner commented and went back to toying with Sherman's hair.


Tezz was slammed against the ground furiously. He tried covering his left eye, but the enemy was smarter than that. He went straight for the weakest point and slashed at his stomach harshly.

The Russian hissed and crawled into the safety of a small hole carved into a metal blanketed area.

The monster snarled and tried to reach for him, but iron poles shielded him from the oncoming claws.

He waited quietly.

The growls had stopped.

All that was heard was Tezz's racing heartbeat.

After hearing the flapping wings carry off the creature, he could finally sigh of relief.

Tezz got out of the gaping hole and examined his wounds.

His left eye, bleeding, his right ankle had the marks of the best's claws, and his neck hurt terribly.

Tezz wiped away the blood that dribbled down his cheek like contaminated tears, and then limped to his vehicle.

The salty crimson stung his eye, but he moved on still.

Struggling to even press his foot down on the pedal, Tezz took time to stop and lean out of the Splitwire before throwing up blood. Deep red color along with whatever he had for breakfast.

He just couldn't stop either. It was every two seconds.

Gasp for air, throw up, and wipe your mouth. Gasp for air, throw up, and wipe your mouth.

And so on and so forth.

He clenched his stomach of pain as he vomited the blood, trying not to get any near his body.

Tezz's fingers lost feeling, and he soon started to become light-headed.

But still, he kept on vomiting. And whenever he wasn't, he was retching and taking in as much air as he could.

Tears raced down his cheeks as he pleaded for it all to stop.

He was scared as he continued letting it all out.

Tezz sobbed to himself as his stomach gave in.

It seemed like it had stopped… he wiped his dirtied mouth and shook off all the puke from it. He gasped for air and coughed up some left over spit.

The Russian held his stomach and shook his head as the feeling swept over his body again. "Oh God no…! I-…I don't wanna! Please don't make me do this again God!"

But through all his praying, he still had three minutes of puking.

Tezz's stomach coiled and felt as if it were stretching every way possible.

He groaned and tried for more air, but it was covered up as he let vomit escape from his mouth.

Once the feeling had ceased, he quickly got back into the Splitwire and desperately pushed down on the pedal slowly.

It hurt to move. It hurt to look around. It hurt as he searched for the open portal.

Tezz managed to find the blue vortex and speed through, closing it behind him.


As he re-entered Earth, Vert and the Cortez's moved out of the way for him.

It nearly sent him screaming of pain as he hit the ground with force.

"Tezz!" Zoom shouted and helped him climb out of his vehicle. "You okay?"

He shook his head and moved away as he fell to his knees and vomited.

Afterwards, he lost consciousness.


In the Hub's emergency room, Tezz was lying in a small white crisp bed, an oxygen mask over his mouth. He was steadily breathing in the clean air as he slept soundly.

"How is he?" Agura asked.

"What happened?" Vert said.

"Is he gunna wake up?" Zoom asked.

Sage put up a hand to quiet the small mumbles. "Most likely, Tezz was either punctured in the abdomen, or he has a rare Sentient disease."

They glanced to their nearly-dead teammate.

"Well… can it be fixed?" Zoom shrugged.

Sage nodded. "I will not need an antidote. All I require is three hours, and the right medication."

With that, they left the room, silent and unwilling to speak.