The Others- Chapter 8
"So, you mean to tell us that all we have to do is sneak into the hospital, and he'll be right there? Then we just take him and leave?" Kayura nodded.
"Yes Cale, now that you have figured that out, you and Sekhmet get on your merry little way. Dais and I will go to the mountains and try to find that other boy." Cale and Sekhmet nodded. Slowly, they made their way to the hospital that held the boy.
"This is far to easy, don't you agree Cale?" The boy nodded.
"I wonder if there is anyone with him right now." Cale pondered out loud as Sekhmet shrugged.
"Possibly. But we won't know till we find out." Cale nodded slowly. He hoped that Dais was having a fun time with the Amazon. Finally they arrived at the building, and identified the room that the boy was hiding in.
"Well, lets go then."
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Sage jerked awake at the sound of the window opening, and watched as two men entered. Mia turned to them and glared.
"I should have known that you guys would pull a stunt like this as soon as you found out that we had one of them." Cale smiled.
"It's a pleasure to see you too Mia. Now be a dear, give us the boy and make this easier for you and us." Mia said nothing, but rose to her feet.
"Hell no! He is hurt, and I know that the last thing you freaks would do is take care of him." Sage watched the situation unravel before his eyes, keeping a close eye on the green haired man that was approaching him.
"Oh, now Mia dear, do you really thing that badly of us?" Mia rolled her eyes.
"Actually, I think worse." She smiled sweetly as she turned to look at Sekhmet.
"Don't you dare go near him." She warned. Sekhmet ignored her warning, nothing that she was too far away to do anything, as he reached for the blonde.
"Don't. Touch. Me." Sage stated as he clamped his jaw down on the other man. Sekhmet cried out in pain as Sage leapt to his feet, arm held tightly to his chest.
"Are you pathetic humans after me too?" Cale stifled his laughter as he watched Sekhmet clutch his finger with wide, beady eyes.
"Well, who isn't?" Cale asked at the boy who was crouching on the ground.
"Fools. I don't want to be near your kind. When will your incompetent minds finally comprehend this tiny sliver of information?" Cale was shocked at the way this primitive boy spoke. He spoke in a clear intellectual tongue. Obviously he'd been doing his research.
"Well, I'm very sorry to break it to you, but no one really cares what you want. All we care about is the money that we'll get from having you."
"Do you want me to bite you too?" Sage warned as Cale laughed.
"Actually, that does sound quite good." Mia shuddered.
"Pervert." She muttered as Cale grinned towards her.
"And proud of it."
"Leave. I don't care that you want me. Just leave." Sekhmet slowly snuck up behind the blonde, preparing to grab him. The moment Sekhmet made his move, Sage reached out without looking, and gripped the snake-boys arm, twisting it backwards.
"I don't think so." Mia grinned. Sage was actually quite good at this. The blonde released Sekhmet, who took a step back.
"Why, wolf boy, you look so tired. Do you need some rest?" Cale teased as the blonde's fury grew.
"Cale, duh, he's hurt and sick, and has a high fever. He's going to get tired easily." Mia pointed out as Cale grinned.
"Thank you Mia, for pointing that out. Then all I have to do is wear him out." Mia's eyes widened. That was a mistake. She watched as Cale stepped towards Sage, and tried to stop him by grabbing him, but he was much stronger and easily flung her against the wall. She swore that little stars were twinkling around her head.
"Mia!" Sage exclaimed as Cale leapt for him. Sage tried to get out of the way, but the fever took over and he was knocked dizzily to the floor. Sekhmet grinned and walked over to Mia.
"Well, this little poison ought to put you to sleep for a bit, Nighty night." Mia passed out against the wall.
"Are you finally going to just give in boy?" Cale asked, pinning Sage to the ground with his full weight.
"Get off." Sage pleaded, tears swelling up in his eyes and threatening to overflow.
"Aww, is the little boy scared of being taken?" Sage's face was twisted in a grimace, even after Cale was sent flying off of him.
"Warlords. I should have known that us having this guy would get out." Rowen shook his head.
"What a way to start out my night shift." Rowen knelt next to Sage.
"You ok?" He asked softly as a single tear trickled down Sage's face. It was then it finally struck Rowen what had happened.
"Shit! You idiots! His arm is infected, and filled with over 100 stitches, and then you sit on it? Fools!" Rowen yelled, pointing to the window.
"Leave before I kill you." Cale and Sekhmet sighed, but obliged, as they disappeared from where they had come.
"Shit, are you ok?" Sage said nothing, as Rowen looked over at Mia. Rowen shook his head.
"Sekhmet has way too much fun with his poisons." Rowen then focused his attention back on the blonde.
"Ok, Sage, I know you hate me, but you're going to have to cooperate with me. I have to get you on the bed, ok?" Sage said nothing, but allowed Rowen to lift him up and carry him over to the bed.
"Ok, did he rip any of the stitches?" Rowen got the answer to his question in the form of blood seeping through Sage's bandages.
"Shit, shit, shit." Rowen repeated as he took Sage's arm into his hands. The blond cried out in pain at the movement and Rowen winced at the damage that had been dealt.
"Ok, stay here, I'll be back in a second." Sage shook his head.
"Stay. They aren't really gone. They're still…. outside." Rowen sighed.
"How can you tell?" He asked as Sage sighed, the blood flow getting worse and drenching the cloth.
"Just like I could tell that you were a human that was after me. They're out there." Rowen sighed.
"But you need the medical attention. You already have lost a lot of blood." Sage shook his head once more.
"I'll be fine." Rowen slowly nodded, complying too the boy's request. Finally he remembered that there was a button on the bed that called in the nurse. Quickly he pressed it, and waited for assistance. Finally, a very ragged and tired doctor walked into the room.
"What is it?" The man demanded as he noticed Sage's wounds.
"Oh my god! What happened to you?" Sage said nothing, and Rowen took the liberty of answering the question.
"He knocked it in his sleep." The doctor sighed.
"I'll have to have that taken care of. You need to take care of yourself young man. And please, do stop crying. You are a grown man." Sage glared up at the doctor.
"I am 14 years old sir." The surprise on the man's face was almost humorous.
"But in the medical reports it said that you were 18!" Rowen fielded the question.
"Sir, we found him in the forest, injured. We didn't know his age, so we guessed by his looks. Apparently we were very wrong." The doctor nodded.
"That you were." The doctor murmured as he walked over to Sage.
"What about her?" The man asked as Rowen sighed.
"She fell asleep like that. She's a weird girl." The doctor nodded in agreement to that. He then pulled out a needle.
"I will have to sedate him so that I can re-do the stitches." Rowen looked at Sage and was very amused at the boy's expression.
"What is that?" Sage demanded, pointing to the needle. The doctor smiled.
"Why don't I show you how it works? Well, you do this." The doctor jammed it in the unsuspecting boy's arm as Sage fell into immediate unconsciousness.
"Wasn't that a little cruel?" Rowen asked as the doctor shrugged.
"Was he really going to let me do it if he knew what it did?" Rowen nodded.
"True, very true. Now, I personally don't want to watch, so I'll just sit in this nice little corner of the room." Rowen stood up and walked over to the chair, turning away from the doctor and the blonde. This just wasn't his day.
To be continued….