~I'm sooo sorry!!! I was really busy, so this chapter's up late. This is
the chapter for two weeks though. ~
Thank you waterfarie165, CobrallMaster and karigan for your reviews.
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Chapter 12: Facing Reality
Dr_Death stared at the scene before him. Teena was sobbing at the news, trying her best to comfort Alicia. Chyora remained silent and moody. He had said little after Alicia had gone blind, and nothing after the news. Alicia seemed to have given up, and remained unresponsive to whatever words Teena said.
=Flashback=
Dr_Death patiently waited for the doctor to come out with the test results. Teena was fretting about it, and was biting her hooves. It took her several minutes before she calmed down enough to stop biting her hooves, but she still looked nervously at the door, willing it to open. Chyora was most worrisome. He had been keeping silent, and even now, a week later, he had done nothing. All their time had been spent with Alicia. Teena had to tend the Pound, but Dr_Death blatantly refused to go back.
Now, they were waiting again. The door opened.
This time, Teena rushed up, almost knocking the poor doctor over in her eagerness.
"How is it? What's wrong with her? Can you help her?" Teena rushed. Then, like realising her mistake, she calmed down, allowing the doctor to breath. The doctor looked at her solemnly.
"We tested her for everything. All results were negative. We don't know how to help her." Dr_Death was startled. They didn't know what was wrong with Alicia? How could it be? Turning to see Chyora, he saw that the Shoyru had basically turned to stone. Looking at him, Dr_Death was shocked to see the coldness in Chyora's eyes. It was almost as if he was trying to distance himself from the situation.
"And…I'm afraid you have to take her home. If we can't do anything for her, we have to let her go. The hospital is already understaffed. Please understand." At those words, Chyora had run out of the room.
=End Flashback=
They were in the Neohome. Alicia's Neohome. Alicia lay in bed, her unseeing eyes staring up at the ceiling. Teena was sobbing, trying her best to comfort her. But her words slid of Alicia like water off glass. Chyora was sitting in the room, silent and cold.
"Leave me alone. Please." Alicia's voice sounded. Chyora immediately got up and left the room. Dr_Death motioned for Teena to leave, but stayed in the room himself. He remained silent, hoping Alicia wouldn't notice.
"I know you're still in here. Leave." Alicia's cold voice said again. So much for that idea. Dr_Death looked up in surprise.
"How…" Dr_Death uttered. Alicia gave a harsh laugh.
"I heard your breathing Dr_Death."
"And…"
"Your voice isn't exactly the common type either."
"But…"
"Plus I heard your brother speaking."
"When…"
"I was kidnapped and your brother saved me."
"What…"
"I'm not interested in sharing details, Troy."
That shut Dr_Death up. He had been gaping, his mouth wide open, his eyes growing rounder and rounder and wider and wider as his mouth started question he didn't manage to complete before Alicia answered, getting rid of that question, but replacing it with hundreds more. And she knew his name! Her voice startled him out of his thoughts.
"It looks exactly when I was kidnapped. All dark. No light anywhere. I couldn't see a thing. Only black darkness." Dr_Death didn't say a word, hoping she would continue.
"Then Tyro came. He was a sweet guy, much nicer than you. You're just plain weird." Alicia gave a laugh. A genuine laugh. "Okay, maybe not weird, just that you project the image of 'weird tough guy you don't want to mess with'. He led me out of the place."
"Then, the battledome. I went there, he told me I could find you there. Then the battle. That horrid fake. Then darkness again. Now and forever more." Alicia stopped, and her tears flowed once more. Dr_Death felt slightly awkward, and placed a hand on her gingerly, hoping to comfort her.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said.
"You don't have to be. It's not your fault." Alicia answered. She tried to get up, and he moved to help her.
"No," She said firmly, biting her lip, "I want to at least be able to do this." Dr_Death stepped back as she struggled to sit up, without knocking anything over. Then, she stretched her arms before her, and slowly placed her feet on the ground. Walking unsteadily, she tried to navigate herself to the door, while Dr_Death watched, ready to help if needed.
She mentally pictured how her room looked like. She was on her bed. Her dressing table was right beside the bed. Putting down her hand, she could feel the smooth wood under her fingers. She rubbed her legs over the carpeted floor, and took a step forward in the darkness. She paused. She walked until she felt the end of the dressing table.
Thinking, she remembered that it was only a few more steps to the door. She placed her hand on the wall, letting the coolness of the material spread to her palm. She took another unsteady step, and another, and another.
She felt the door, the special patterns that had been engraved on it. Feeling about, she found the doorknob. The icy metal chilled her skin. She turned, and opened the door, ready to face whoever was outside…
Teena head shot up when the door opened.
"How is sh…" She found herself speechless when she saw Alicia, instead of Dr_Death.
"Teena? Is that you?" Alicia asked. Teena nodded, then realising she couldn't see, answered loudly.
"Yes. It's me, Teena." Alicia moved towards the voice, and surprised Teena by touching her shoulder. Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, Teena pulled Alicia into a tight hug. Alicia returned the embrace, glad for some physical contact.
"Oh Alicia…what will you do?" Teena despaired.
"Don't worry Teena. I can survive. It…it isn't that bad." Alicia tried to smile, hoping that Teena would see. She wished she could see her reaction, if only to find a way to comfort her. Then, she remembered another important person. Or rather, a very important and beloved Neopet. She gently let Teena go.
"Chyora? Are you here?" Alicia felt about hesitantly. She knew she had probably hurt his feelings. He was a sensitive creature, a little proud, but soft at heart. She had seen through him on his first day. But she hadn't minded, she was happy to have known one such as Chyora. She hoped that he didn't feel too bad. She stiffened slightly when Teena touched her. Then, she felt herself being pushed, and soon her hands came in contact with a coat of warm fur.
She felt him, reforming his head, his ears, his wings... Then, she simply held him, as a mother would hold a child, the simple act of touch acting as comfort. Then, she felt the liquid drops on her arms. Reaching up, she tried to brush his tears off. Chyora's paw caught hers, and held it instead.
"Don't cry Chyora."
"I'm not crying." He sniffed.
"It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay." Alicia murmured softly, stroking him gently. Chyora snuggled up to her, almost like before, and fell asleep peacefully in her arms.
~ Oh well. That's it. Alicia seems to be dealing with the situation. I dunno. Do you want her to get her eyesight back? I have several ideas, but I would like your input. Review please! (Two weeks to Shoyru Day ^^) ~
Thank you waterfarie165, CobrallMaster and karigan for your reviews.
Answer to CobrallMaster's review: Sorry, I haven't heard of that story. Could you mail me or put it in your review and tell me what it is? Thanks.
Chapter 12: Facing Reality
Dr_Death stared at the scene before him. Teena was sobbing at the news, trying her best to comfort Alicia. Chyora remained silent and moody. He had said little after Alicia had gone blind, and nothing after the news. Alicia seemed to have given up, and remained unresponsive to whatever words Teena said.
=Flashback=
Dr_Death patiently waited for the doctor to come out with the test results. Teena was fretting about it, and was biting her hooves. It took her several minutes before she calmed down enough to stop biting her hooves, but she still looked nervously at the door, willing it to open. Chyora was most worrisome. He had been keeping silent, and even now, a week later, he had done nothing. All their time had been spent with Alicia. Teena had to tend the Pound, but Dr_Death blatantly refused to go back.
Now, they were waiting again. The door opened.
This time, Teena rushed up, almost knocking the poor doctor over in her eagerness.
"How is it? What's wrong with her? Can you help her?" Teena rushed. Then, like realising her mistake, she calmed down, allowing the doctor to breath. The doctor looked at her solemnly.
"We tested her for everything. All results were negative. We don't know how to help her." Dr_Death was startled. They didn't know what was wrong with Alicia? How could it be? Turning to see Chyora, he saw that the Shoyru had basically turned to stone. Looking at him, Dr_Death was shocked to see the coldness in Chyora's eyes. It was almost as if he was trying to distance himself from the situation.
"And…I'm afraid you have to take her home. If we can't do anything for her, we have to let her go. The hospital is already understaffed. Please understand." At those words, Chyora had run out of the room.
=End Flashback=
They were in the Neohome. Alicia's Neohome. Alicia lay in bed, her unseeing eyes staring up at the ceiling. Teena was sobbing, trying her best to comfort her. But her words slid of Alicia like water off glass. Chyora was sitting in the room, silent and cold.
"Leave me alone. Please." Alicia's voice sounded. Chyora immediately got up and left the room. Dr_Death motioned for Teena to leave, but stayed in the room himself. He remained silent, hoping Alicia wouldn't notice.
"I know you're still in here. Leave." Alicia's cold voice said again. So much for that idea. Dr_Death looked up in surprise.
"How…" Dr_Death uttered. Alicia gave a harsh laugh.
"I heard your breathing Dr_Death."
"And…"
"Your voice isn't exactly the common type either."
"But…"
"Plus I heard your brother speaking."
"When…"
"I was kidnapped and your brother saved me."
"What…"
"I'm not interested in sharing details, Troy."
That shut Dr_Death up. He had been gaping, his mouth wide open, his eyes growing rounder and rounder and wider and wider as his mouth started question he didn't manage to complete before Alicia answered, getting rid of that question, but replacing it with hundreds more. And she knew his name! Her voice startled him out of his thoughts.
"It looks exactly when I was kidnapped. All dark. No light anywhere. I couldn't see a thing. Only black darkness." Dr_Death didn't say a word, hoping she would continue.
"Then Tyro came. He was a sweet guy, much nicer than you. You're just plain weird." Alicia gave a laugh. A genuine laugh. "Okay, maybe not weird, just that you project the image of 'weird tough guy you don't want to mess with'. He led me out of the place."
"Then, the battledome. I went there, he told me I could find you there. Then the battle. That horrid fake. Then darkness again. Now and forever more." Alicia stopped, and her tears flowed once more. Dr_Death felt slightly awkward, and placed a hand on her gingerly, hoping to comfort her.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said.
"You don't have to be. It's not your fault." Alicia answered. She tried to get up, and he moved to help her.
"No," She said firmly, biting her lip, "I want to at least be able to do this." Dr_Death stepped back as she struggled to sit up, without knocking anything over. Then, she stretched her arms before her, and slowly placed her feet on the ground. Walking unsteadily, she tried to navigate herself to the door, while Dr_Death watched, ready to help if needed.
She mentally pictured how her room looked like. She was on her bed. Her dressing table was right beside the bed. Putting down her hand, she could feel the smooth wood under her fingers. She rubbed her legs over the carpeted floor, and took a step forward in the darkness. She paused. She walked until she felt the end of the dressing table.
Thinking, she remembered that it was only a few more steps to the door. She placed her hand on the wall, letting the coolness of the material spread to her palm. She took another unsteady step, and another, and another.
She felt the door, the special patterns that had been engraved on it. Feeling about, she found the doorknob. The icy metal chilled her skin. She turned, and opened the door, ready to face whoever was outside…
Teena head shot up when the door opened.
"How is sh…" She found herself speechless when she saw Alicia, instead of Dr_Death.
"Teena? Is that you?" Alicia asked. Teena nodded, then realising she couldn't see, answered loudly.
"Yes. It's me, Teena." Alicia moved towards the voice, and surprised Teena by touching her shoulder. Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, Teena pulled Alicia into a tight hug. Alicia returned the embrace, glad for some physical contact.
"Oh Alicia…what will you do?" Teena despaired.
"Don't worry Teena. I can survive. It…it isn't that bad." Alicia tried to smile, hoping that Teena would see. She wished she could see her reaction, if only to find a way to comfort her. Then, she remembered another important person. Or rather, a very important and beloved Neopet. She gently let Teena go.
"Chyora? Are you here?" Alicia felt about hesitantly. She knew she had probably hurt his feelings. He was a sensitive creature, a little proud, but soft at heart. She had seen through him on his first day. But she hadn't minded, she was happy to have known one such as Chyora. She hoped that he didn't feel too bad. She stiffened slightly when Teena touched her. Then, she felt herself being pushed, and soon her hands came in contact with a coat of warm fur.
She felt him, reforming his head, his ears, his wings... Then, she simply held him, as a mother would hold a child, the simple act of touch acting as comfort. Then, she felt the liquid drops on her arms. Reaching up, she tried to brush his tears off. Chyora's paw caught hers, and held it instead.
"Don't cry Chyora."
"I'm not crying." He sniffed.
"It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay." Alicia murmured softly, stroking him gently. Chyora snuggled up to her, almost like before, and fell asleep peacefully in her arms.
~ Oh well. That's it. Alicia seems to be dealing with the situation. I dunno. Do you want her to get her eyesight back? I have several ideas, but I would like your input. Review please! (Two weeks to Shoyru Day ^^) ~