The Failure
Chapter three

About an hour later, the little girl returned carrying only a small handful of bandage material and anesthetic.

"This is all that they said they would give to a klu- luge"

Tyr smirked; looking at the supplies it was more than he had expected them to give to him.

"Its kludge. It means that they think he's worthless because of where he was born."

The girl nodded in understanding. Tyr dismissed the little girl and waited for her to leave. As soon as he knew she was gone, he moved over to Harper. Tyr began to sew up the knife wound. He had finished sewing up the backside of the wound when Harper makes some noise. He let out a mild moan when the needle went through his skin. Tyr pushed harper shoulder down, pushing him to the floor. Tyr continued to slowly stitch the still bleeding wound. Pushing some earbel medicine into the wound. Harpers eyes opened slightly. Tyr smirked at the young engineer.

"Have a good nap? Stay still I have to take care of your wounds."

Harper cried while Tyr finished with what he was doing.

"Alright boy, time to sit up. I have to take care of the rest of your broken down body, while you attempt at eating the horrible food they brought for us."

Tyr carefully helped Harper sit against the wall. Harper was deathly pale and just there while Tyr bandaged his cuts and checked him over. Other than the knife wound. Broken ribs and a concussion he did not seem to be too bad. Tyr put some damp cloth on harper leg. It had a bad cut from them dragging him.

"Ow"

It was quiet, but Tyr heard it.

"Sorry boy, but its going to hurt. I thought I told you to eat."

Tyrs voice was annoyed, as he did not like repeating himself. Harper merely looked away and stayed quiet. Tyr continued doing what he had too to insure harper survival. When Tyr was done, he sat across from the young engineer. Harper had his head against the wall. His patience was waning he had told Harper twice now to pick up some of the food and eat. And twice the boy had ignored him. Tyr sat there and watched Harper for a couple of minutes. Finally, he could not stand it anymore. His anger needed to be vented and unfortunately for Harper, his disobeying Tyr got him the option of being the victim.

"So are you going to eat or are you going to starve yourself and just sit there staring into space."

Harper did not more or even make a sound. Tyr went over to the boy and sat next to him. He picked up a piece of fruit from the tray and put it into harpers hand. He then pushed Harper's hand closed around the fruit. Still Harper did not move. It was pushing tyrs nerves.

"Boy, you have to eat. Until you do your body will get weaker than it already is."

When Tyr finally stopped his yelling assault, he noticed that Harper was trying not to cry.

"What is the matter with you boy."

Tyr looked around the boy to see what might be wrong; his gaze met the hand that he had shoved the fruit into. His hand was bruised and turning into the darker shades of purple. Harper obviously would rather starve then to try to move his sore hand. Tyr knew that the other arm would not be able to lift anything; he slowly nodded at the boy and took the fruit from his hand he broke of a piece of the fruit and put it into harpers mouth. Slowly Harper began to chew and finally swallowed. Tyr continued to feed the young engineer until he turned his head away. Tyr pushed the remaining food away. Tyr was content knowing that his wounded companion had eaten and was now on his way to getting better.

"Go to sleep boy, who knows what is going to happen to us tomorrow."

Harper nodded and lay down on the cold floor. Tyr put a blanket around him and then moved back into his corner. Harper fell asleep, but it was more like an unconscious sleep than a restful one. His fever was getting worse and Tyr did not know what to do for the poor boy.

Morning came to soon for Tyr, harpers constant screaming from whatever nightmare he was facing was deafening. Two guards walked into the room and looked at Tyr and Harper. One of the guards pointed to the still sleeping Harper. Tyr rose to his feet and went to the bars challenging them to come in.

"Step away, we only want the kludge it has been decided that he is too broken for the gladiator fights so we are in charge of seeing that he is TAKEN care of"

Tyr frowned and tried to protest, but the alien pushed him aside holding a weird weapon to his chest. The other alien went over to the sleeping Harper and picked him up over his shoulder. They exited the cell and locked the door, locking Tyr once again inside the confinements of his cell. As the aliens walked away, Harper woke up screaming.

"Tyr, Tyr, help me don't let these-"

The aliens hit Harper with the strange weapon knocking him unconscious.

Tyr spent the next four hours alone, wondering if there was anything he could do. Tyr heard the door opening and footsteps coming down the stairs towards him. He saw the two aliens holding Harper and bringing him to the cell. They unlocked the door, ushering Tyr to move out of the way. They set Harper on the ground and handed Tyr a small package.

"Your friend will need to drink as much as that as possible. It will help his fever, but it may make him delusional. You'll find his wounds are mostly healed as it is our job to make sure the kludge survives, until his battle anyways."

Tyr glared at them called the engineer a kludge.

"His name is Harper"

They turned and locked the door before exiting the dungeon.

Tyr kneeled down next to Harper; his arm where he had been stabbed had proper stitches and medicine around it. Many of his other wounds were completely gone or taken care of. Tyr placed a hand on harpers forehead. His fever was quite high. He looked at the small package the aliens had given him. It contained two small bottles with a small piece of cloth, instructions and a small cup. The little girl came over to the cell and looked at Tyr.

"I'll go get you water, you'll need it for the tea and medicine."

Tyr nodded and the little girl went after the water. The girl returned some time later with a small bowl of water. Tyr poured some of the bottles contents into the cup of water. The waters swirled around mixing with the weird solution turning it an odd green color. Tyr sighed and took out the direction taking one last look at them before looking back onto harpers still figure.

"Figure I have to deal with a delusional crazy human."