Man I need to update, way more often. Sorry I've been kinda busy with Bio and French, but I'll try to update every weekend if not sooner.
The Family Business
Chapter 8
The Big Bang
Seconds ago, Ira and Ethanial were about to kiss passionately, but now they're fighting for their lives. Pieces of solid concrete from the building were hurling threw the air at remarkable speeds.
The explosion threw the pair against the wall opposite of there they were sitting. Ethanial hit his shoulder against the wall, he may have had his mother's strength, but he was certainly not invulnerable. He could feel his should crack instantly on impact.
Ira hit the wall on her side, he heard the cracking of her ribs and tried to get up to help, but smoke was filing out of the blown windows and he was in pain.
"Ira?" he called out, but heard no response. He tried again thick black smoke infiltrating his lungs, "I..."
The grinding of metal garters interrupted him. The balcony they were on was going to collapse, he had to get up. Ira had worn one of his dad's matter displacement bracelets. If she fell, even if she was conscious she wouldn't be able to fly unless the bracelet was removed.
The porch began to tip diagonally away from the building, sending debris rolling down and over the side.
He knew what he had to do. He took a deep breath and placed a hand onto his shoulder. He flew up above the cloud of smoke rising and scanned the area the best he could, taking in deep breathes.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and gasped in pain, he whirled around to find Diana.
"Sweetheart are you okay?" she asked frantically.
"Yeah I just..."
"Honey you're bleeding, you've got scratches and, and your shoulder!" she practically shrieked.
"I'm fine mom but I need to find Ira, she's down in the smoke," he pointed.
"Fine I'll fly by a couple of times, but then I have to go back inside and help you father and brother clear people out," she immediately flew down fast to clear the smoke then disappeared back inside.
He flew down to the groaning porch, which was still sliding off the building. Taking his handkerchief out of his pocket, he placed it over his mouth and began to search.
He lead himself to the guardrail, Ira lay motionless against the side. He threw his cloth on the ground and ran to her, stumbling in doing so.
He bent down beside her and supported her head, pulling her carefully into his lap, "Ira?" he asked coughing from smoke.
She didn't answer, he placed an ear to her chest trying to feel her breathing, in the meantime taking her hand to find a pulse. He found both so he checked her injuries.
She had many bruises and scraps not unlike himself, but he found her major damage to be two ribs which he thought were broken.
He lifted her; even with a broken shoulder she was light due to her hollow bones. Standing up he stumbled dizzy from pain and smoke inhalation. He fell to his knees wheezing for air, everything was going black, even though most of the smoke had cleared. He placed Ira beside him and fell, knocked out do to pain and fatigue. He only hoped someone would find them before the balcony crashed.
He awoke in a disgustingly white room; it was so bright from the light streaming through the one window. He closed his eyes and went to rub them but found his left arm in a sling.
At least now he knew he wasn't in heaven, although the consistent irritating beeping of the heart monitor could've given that away.
Carefully he sat up in bed scanning the area, it looked familiar. He then realized he was in the mansion, in the hospital area. He placed a hand on his forehead to feel the gauze placed on a big scratch.
Then the metallic doors swished open, revealing a worried, sleep deprived Diana. She rushed towards him and embraced him, "Sweetie you scared me so much," she told him kissing him several times.
"Ah mom," he cried, trying unsuccessfully to shoo her away, "I'm fine."
"That's good to here," Bruce said in an angry tone, "Because it was stupid of you to play hero back there. You could've been killed."
"Bruce," Diana screeched holding Ethanial's head close to her, "Leave him alone, he is a hero."
"What happened?" he asked pulling away from his mom.
"You got hurt, and childishly went back down into the sea of black smoke to find Ira, and passed out in the process," Bruce explained. Diana sent him a glare.
"I know about that, what happened afterward, Is Ira okay?"
"You're mom found you two on the balcony, shrieked my name until I came and grabbed you, while she fixed the balcony. Then we brought you here and fixed you up, it's been about two hours since," he sighed looking at his son and continued.
"Ira's here still, her parents are on the way, she's fine and breathing on her own, although she's unconscious. She should wake up soon, you can go see her," he told his son who was already out of bed.
The three of them headed down the hallway, Bruce turned to his wife, "Diana go check on Tomothy," he demanded.
"I'm sure he's fine Bruce," she replied sternly, still unwilling to leave her eldest.
"Please just go," he pleaded, "for once don't ask questions."
"Fine," she replied disgraced.
"Why didn't you guy get hurt?" Ethanial asked as his mother turned down a bisecting hallway.
"We were outside getting into a limo, when the explosion went off," he replied the responded in anger, "You two would have been fine had you left when I told you to."
Walking into the room, Ethanial could here a familiar beeping. Moving to her bed he grasped one of her cold hands. He looked at his dad, "What happened to her?"
"She broke three of her ribs, one being a floater, she's got substantial bruising and scratches, but no internal injuries," He explained still angry.
"That's good," Ethanial, sighed relieved moving a piece of hair from her face.
"The one thing I don't understand," Bruce began, "is this," he said lifting up the cotton top Ira was changed into. He pointed to the still new scar on her abdomen.
Ethanial looked away and Bruce continued, "See this isn't a new injury, from my experience and I have a lot, it looks to me like there was a six inch abrasion here and someone stitched it up," he explained touching the scar which was adjacent to a bruise that spread over the right side of her stomach.
Ethanial already knew his dad ha pieced together what happened, so he simply said, "She wouldn't like you lifting up her shirt you know."
"Why didn't you tell me?" his dad interrupted him.
"Because you would've told her parents and her dad already didn't want her to be in this profession," he explained pulling her top back down.
"You think they're going to let her continue after this?" he demanded to know.
"She wasn't injured on the job, she was off duty remember."
Bruce sighed and made his way to the door, "I won't tell them, but you'd better keep an eye on her. If she gets hurt on your watch, you'll never forgive yourself," he paused for a moment then added, "And be careful when her parents are here, you think you're mom was over protective wait until Shay comes," he added on a comical note.
Ethanial laughed, "Dad wait," he stopped his dad.
"You won't tell them about what happened before the explosion at the party will you?" He asked.
"No," Batman said gravely.
"Are you upset about that?" Ethanial asked.
"No, but your mother told me to yell at you so I had to you know," he briefly smiled, "in my opinion you couldn't have picked a better girl."
"Dad?"
"Yes"
"Thanks."
So there you go. Not much to say, review if you like, dislike, or have any questions.
