There was a great silence in the room now, chaos's eyes slightly wider than they had been just a few moments before.
The girl stared intently at him as if scanning his every move. This made him feel somewhat odd, like a panther stalking its prey.
After awhile, chaos's leg began to slowly fall asleep from staying in one position to long and he shifted it slightly, amazed at the girl's reaction.
Her sapphire eyes widened greatly and she quickly scrabbled to her feet, her state of panic causing her unclothed foot to slip and she came crashing back down. Her arm cracked hard against his nightstand, causing the wood to splinter greatly. Her head smashed against the floor, leaving a small dent afterward.
She lied still then, her eyes shut. The only sign of her still alive was the slight rise and fall of her chest. chaos quickly crawled over to her and stopped beside her, his heart pounding at all that had happened in the last few moments.
His usually calm mind was at a frenzy, trying to put together all of what happened and make sense of it, but no matter how hard he tried, it just didn't work.
Ghostly looking animals usually don't walk into one's room and transform into young females right before your eyes.
An odd smell shattered his thoughts and he looked down to see a silvery substance beginning to pool into the dent her head had created.
His eyes widened once again and he timidly reached over, his gloved hand tilting her head slightly.
Her blonde hair seemed to float across to floor as he did this, giving him access to the back, where he could see a large gash, or more like a crack. Some of the thick silvery blood sunk deep into the stitching of his glove unnoticed. The hair around and at the base of her neck was matted together from the silver pouring out of the wound. His heart felt a great pang of guilt at the sight, he knew full well this was his doing, if only he hadn't of moved…
Without another thought, he stood up and ran over to a cabinet, pulling the upper most drawer open and hastily pulling out a small white box, a red cross adorning the front.
He made his way back and kneeled back down next to her, unclasping the latches with a small snap. The cover flipped open, showing its contents.
With precise movements, chaos grasped the white bandage and ripped open the plastic bag containing it. He placed the tightly rolled gauze like substance next to him and reached out to her head.
With a gentle touch, he once again tilted her head to the side so the wound would be accessible, but as he did so a small gasp escaped his lips.
Though her hair was still sticky with the blood, he could no longer see the damage. It had seemed to heal completely in a matter of seconds.
He carefully brushed his fingers across the base of her skull, checking for any fractures. After finding none, he sat back and stared, amazed at her.
"What exactly…are you?" chaos whispered, his smooth voice vibrating the walls around them. "Are you…a messenger perhaps?"
There was another long stretch of silence; the only sounds were breathing and the occasional movement from chaos.
Suddenly there was a knock on his door. "Hey chaos! Are you ok? I heard a thud!" chaos jumped slightly from the noise, how was he going to explain this?
He stood up and bent down, slipping his arms under the young female's body, lifting her off of the ground. "chaos!!! Are you ok!?!?!" shouted the voice again, the pounding on the door getting louder.
"I am quite alright Tony! Just searching for something!" said chaos calmly, laying her on his bed. He slipped the covers over her and tucked her in, smoothing the covers afterwards.
"Do you need help? I could help you find whatever you are searching for" said Tony, his voice slightly muffled by the door.
"No, no. It is all right. I just found it. But thank you Tony" replied chaos, sopping up the silvery substance off of his floor. He stopped himself abruptly and collected a little of it, placing it next to his computer.
"Well, we are leaving the hanger soon, so be ready to come to the control room, ok?" asked Tony, now leaning against the cold steel.
"Alright. Thank you very much Tony" said chaos, walking to the door. He tossed the bloodstained cloth away into the garbage as the door slid open. Tony let out a cry as his backrest slid away, causing him to fall to the floor.
The sound of laughter filled the room as Tony stood back up, his hand rubbing his rear end.
"Alright ha ha, I got it. Very funny chaos. Come on, we have to hurry or else we'll have to face the wrath of Matthews" said Tony, grabbing the young boy by the back of his vest.
chaos couldn't help but chuckle a little at this, his feet slowly sliding across the floor. His eyes traveled to the young maiden now resting on his bed.
I don't know where you came from, or who you even are, but I trust you. Sleep well, and may peaceful dreams be with you. I will be back as soon as I can.
Tony began to talk, breaking chaos's train of thought. "I said you can walk on your own now" said Tony with his arms crossed.
A slight blush of embarrassment powdered chaos's cheeks and he smiled. "Sorry. Let us go then"
As Tony turned and began his long tread back to the elevator, chaos turned once again, glancing at the girl resting in his bed.
"Sleep well, young messenger" whispered chaos with a small smile before turning and doing a small jog to catch up with Tony, the door to his room sliding shut once again.