Karigoya Yabureme
Chapter 14
By shadows/of/flame
I'm sorry bout totally overusing hospitals... I promise there are no more in KY!
The Palace was falling...
They had to get out of there.
"Torn... what are we going to do? We have to get out of here!" Keira exclaimed, losing her balance as the Palace rocked violently.
Torn grabbed Keira, and held her close as the Palace continued to fall.
He looked out the window, and saw how close the Palace was to smashing into the ground.
There had to be something he could do, and fast.
He started slightly panicking as the ground kept coming up closer, but then a brainwave washed over him.
He grabbed Keira, slung her over his shoulder, and ran down the hallway to the meeting room.
"What in blazes are you doing?" Keira yelled, wondering if Torn was in his right mind or not.
He didn't even hear her - the sound of their deaths were fast approaching, and he was too wrapped up in getting them to safety to notice.
Torn went down into the dungeons, and Keira knew he was crazy.
The walls were stone - they'd be crushed within minutes!
"Torn! What the hell are you thinking?" Keira exclaimed, smacking him sharply on the back with her fists as he kept running.
He just grunted, and entered a small side room.
They only just made it as the Palace fell completely to the ground, crushing all in sight.
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Jak and Ashelin watched as the palace fell, crashing to the ground.
Ashelin was glad everyone got out safely, and relaxed in Jaks welcoming arms, when she screamed.
"Keira! Torn! Where are they?"
Jaks eyes widened with shock and fear.
"W... are you... they must be..."
The couple searched around the survivors huddled helplessly under shelters to hide from the advancing rain, but alas the pair was nowhere to be found.
Jak couldn't believe it.
"Dead?" he gasped, falling to his knees wearily, grief grasping his body as he started to cry.
Ashelin couldn't help but cry too - what horrible fate had befallen their friends?
And the biggest question was; did the person that blew up half the bazaar attack Torn and Keira at the Palace and kill them?
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Keira choked as dust clogged her lungs.
Torn wasn't crazy after all - somehow, with some miracle, that tiny room had saved them.
But where was he?
She coughed violently as she sifted through the rubble, trying to find the Freedom Guard commander.
After minutes of fruitless searching, she found him, lying broken and bruised under the ruins of the conference room.
"Torn!" she yelled, leaping huge gaps and fallen rafters to reach her fallen lover.
"Ker..." he coughed, turning his head slightly so he could look at her.
"Can you move?" she asked, wiping his sweat stained hair from his forehead.
He shook his head slowly, wincing at the pain in his neck.
"Broken leg... sprained spine... can't move much."
Keira closed her eyes, and held Torns clammy hands in hers, wishing a flash of inspiration would come to her.
She had to save Torn!
He looked at her, slightly concerned for her awareness.
"Ker? Just leave me here, go and tell Jak and Ashelin. I'll be fine her..."
"No. I'm not leaving you behind!"
Torn chuckled weakly.
"Ker... if you don't, I'll die."
Keira closed her eyes again, squeezing his hands even tighter.
"I am not arranging your funeral. The bastard thats trying to kill us will NOT win Torn, I swear."
Torns face paled slightly, as he remembered someone was trying to kill them.
Keira managed to get Torn into a sitting position, and without much hesitation, helped him stand, placing the weight in his uninjured leg.
The two walked slowly but steadily through the neverending rubble, taking each chunk of rubble one hobble at a time.
After a few minutes hobbling, the pair was stopped by a gulf, filled with water as deep as from Keiras waist down.
"You'll have to leave me here... I can't get across." Torn murmured, slumping his shoulders in defeat.
Keira lowered him into a sitting position again, and just as he was certain she was going to leave him, she picked him up gently, hooking his legs over her arms.
He gaped at her, astonished, and she just waded confidently through the gulf, water soaking immediately into her trousers.
Torn closed his eyes, and rested his head on her chest, passing out cold.
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The royal couple sat numb, life milling on as usual around them. Everyone seemed to be recovering from the attack, and some of the Freedom Guard had ordered some Wastelander vehicles to come and help to clean up the rubble.
"My lord, my lady... would you like some tea?"
An old lady hobbled over, and Jak gave her a shadow of a smile, taking two cups for them.
He gave one to Ashelin, and the two drank the hot liquid in silence, grief for their friends heavy around them.
Jak looked towards the ruins, and through the fog, he saw a walking figure, carrying someone.
As though in a dream, he recognised the face.
His eyes widened in shock as he realised he wasn't dreaming... she was alive.
But he was also surprised at who was being carried.
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The blue haired mechanic had taken enough - fog was like a thick blanket around her, and she had been walking and tripping over rubble and debris for the longest time.
She lay Torn down on some ripped up sheets that were left in a ruined bed side table, and snuggled up next to him, losing all concious thought.
It was so cold... would he make it?
Jak eased the now sleeping Ashelins arms from around his neck, and crawled slowly over to the collapsed couple.
The commanders leg was lying at a very odd angle, and his face was as pale as the sheets he was lying on.
"Ashelin!" he yelled, waking the red-headed sleeping beauty from her slumber.
She wearily opened her eyes, giving them time to adjust.
"TORN!"
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The lights were dim, and nurses bustled all around the Undergrounds hospital.
Keira opened one eye blearily, and saw white shapes moving around like ghosts.
Her vision cleared, and she recognised the hospitals general setting.
Keiras memory recalled what had happened, and she panicked, knocking over the pitcher of water placed at her bedside.
"Hey! Calm down! You'll hurt yourself!"
Ashelin was at her side in an instant.
"W... wheres Torn?" the blue head gasped.
The red head bowed her head.
"Hes not here."
Like I said, no more hospital scenes in KY.
Sorry, this is really late :P