Stolen Memories
After Virginia was sure that Jet was ok, she began to walk down the corridor of the cave. She knew that he would be ok on his own, he had been fighting in the wastelands long before she had left Boot Hill. His gun was also more powerful, and his own powers could help if necessary. But she still worried about him. There was no way to know if any of these corridors lead out of the cave. If one of them was trapped on their path, the other would suffer mentally.
Her other major worry was that she would faint from her exhaustion, be slowed down, and have their pursuers catch her after getting through the rocks that were blocking the way back. She had learned to deal with her fits of exhaustion by now, they had begun occurring after the time Leehalt had affected her with the nanomachine virus. In conjunction with her "woman's problem" in fact.
"Just my luck," she mumbled, "We're trapped in a cave, and no one is around to help me."
Virginia hadn't been alone on her journey since she got on that train, and met her allies. The only time they had separated was when Clive returned home in depression, and even then she had Jet and Gallows to help her. Not that she couldn't take care of herself, it was just lonely.
"What I wouldn't give would be for Gallows to make one of his dumb jokes, at least then I would be able to laugh. Or for Clive to be here to assure us that we can get out of here no matter how we had to accomplish it. But most of all, I want Jet here to stand by my side," she stated.
Thinking about her beloved made Virginia's resolve to survive strengthen. She didn't want to hurt him, he'd been through enough in his short life. The last thing he needed was to lose the woman he loved, the person who cared the most about what happened to him.
She thought, 'My dad only thought he'd need to learn how to survive. He never even told Jet who he really was. Jet needs me to help him learn about life, and to make the happy memories he deserves. I'll make it out of here, and then we can finally be together again. Listen to me, we've only been apart for a few minutes, and I'm acting like I haven't seen him in several years.'
But she knew that her energy was fading fast. Not that it stopped Virginia, she just kept going forward, her resolve strengthened. And not just because she had to find out if Jet was ok or not, there was another reason that was even more important than that, which was saying something. 'Sure is a long tunnel. But I must press on. I'm ok, the virus is just acting up again. It always acts up around this time of the month, even thought the stupid thing hasn't come for three months. I'll just warp to Humphrey's Peak and talk to Chevelle. She'll be able to tell me if I'm right or not. I mean, I don't think Jet even believes he CAN have children. Imagine the look on his face when I tell him this, he'll probably freak out. 'Cause he's definitely the father, I didn't sleep with any other man.'
The woman was hoping that she was right. She wanted to have a child of her own for some time, and she'd only been waiting for the right man. But after meeting Jet, it hadn't seemed to be as important as it was before, as she didn't know if her father and his fellow scientists had taken that into account when they'd created Jet, and she loved him too much to let him go.
She was so lost in thought, that she didn't see the rock on the ground. Then, Virginia tripped over it. The young woman fell flat on her face. When she got up, she rubbed her nose.
'I'd better be more careful,' she realized, 'If I am pregnant, I can't do anything to hurt the baby. I'll probably end up having to hide out with either my aunt and uncle, or Clive's family for the next nine months. No, make that six, if my calculations are correct, I should already be three months now.'
She continued on for some time. Suddenly, another earthquake rocked the cavern. Combined with her already feeling sick, she slipped and fell. Thus, she wasn't able to avoid the rock as it began to fall from the ceiling, and knock her unconscious.
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Some time later, she woke up, miraculously alive, albeit trapped under a pile or rubble. Virginia struggled to free herself. When she finally did, the young woman continued onwards. But there was something wrong. Try as she might, Virginia couldn't remember who she was.
'Who am I? How did I get here? What are these strange golden plates that I have in my possession? And how come I'm exhausted, even after all that rest,' she wondered.
Virginia looked over all of her possessions. She could see the Ark Scepter and the Mediums, but had no idea what she should do with them. So she was unable to heal the many wounds over her body with the power of Schturdark. Among those wounds, she found that her left eye was bleeding badly. If she could use magic to heal it right away, it could be saved. But there was little chance that a doctor would be able to do anything besides sew it up and give her a patch to put over it.
She yelled, "Guardians! This really hurts. I wish there was something I could do for the pain. Let's see if I have some berries in my pack." But there was nothing to be found. For she had been carrying the status recovery items, Teleport Orb, and most of the important items such as the picture of the Council of Seven, and the letter her father had left her before heading to Mimir's Well. Not that she could remember what each of them could do, so they were even more useless than before.
It was some time before she managed to find a way out of the cave. In the distance, Virginia could see the town of Ballack Rise. She headed for it instantly. By this time, she was limping from a wound on her leg, and the exhaustion from the nanomachines. When she got to town, the young woman fainted. The last words that escaped her lips before passing out, were, "Help me."
"Get this girl a doctor," ordered one man, "She's bleeding badly."
"Well, help me move her to somewhere where she can be comfortable," his companion quipped.
The two men managed to get her into the saloon. They called the closest thing the town had to a doctor, the saloon owner with an interest in chemistry. He began to look over her wounds, wondering how someone so young had managed to get hurt so badly.
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Teefa's Last Words…
I liked Megami so much, that I wanted to tell more stories about her. Thus, this fic. Sorta wanted to show the changes from innocent Ginny to tough Megami.
