Ch. 12 Zeke's theory
Zeke woke up to three different faces staring at him, which felt kind of creepy. His eye sight was blurry, dried tears from pain had messed that up.
"So, how do you come into this?" one of the faces asked in a croaked voice.
"If you didn't know, I saved both Yugi's and Lilliths lives," Zeke replied sarcastically.
"We know all about that. We want to know why you chose to help her. How do you know her?"
"Before I answer that, do you have any eye drops? The tears have dried on my eye, its making it really difficult to see you."
"I'll go get them," yugi said. Zeke waited without saying another word, hearing the footsteps travel away and then come back. He felt two drops moisten his left eye, making him blink rapidly. Yugi was about to put drops into his other eye.
"That eye doesn't matter. I'm blind in that one," Zeke told him. His vision cleared, and staring down at him he could see were Yugi, Lillith, and their grampa.
"Thanks," he said.
"Why don't you want to go to the hospital? I can't treat those wounds here," the grandfather said.
"Because they would send me to a foster home," Zeke lied. "I need to do what I want without the overlooking parents."
"That leaves the question of how your going to heal those wounds," Grampa said.
"That depends," Zeke said. "Do you have wrist braces?"
"Yes."
"Well that's one. Any knee or leg braces like that?"
"No."
Zeke didn't expect him to. He closed his eyes in thought, trying to remember what he learned about broken bones.
"Okay, I need a sheet then," he said. Yugi and his grandfather went off to look for some, leaving Zeke and Lillith alone in the living room.
"Lillith, I need you to close the connection with Rose for a few minutes," he told her.
Lillith closed her eyes for a few seconds, and then opened them again. "Ok," she said, nodding.
"Good. Now I can tell you my theory."
"Theory on what?" she asked curiously.
"On how your tiara works. I've been thinking. My guess is it acts upon your thoughts on what you need at the moment. If you think hard enough, you could obtain anything the tiara can give you."
"Ok, but how would that work?"
"You have to be on a certain mindset. Relaxed, yet alert enough to think clearly."
"What should I do?" Lillith asked.
"Rose froze me, so try that. Think about immobilizing me."
"Okay, I'll try," she said. She closed her eyes, and her face got scrutinized as she was thinking hard. Suddenly the room got cold, and colder. Zeke could feel his skin start to get numb, and noticed ice crystals started forming all over his body. It crawled up and didn't stop until it reached his neck.
"Oh shit!" Lillith yelled, devastated. "I'm so sorry! I thought freeze, and it just wouldn't stop! I'll get Rose!"
Her facial features changed quickly into Rose, and she looked pissed. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!" she yelled.
"I can hear you just fine," Zeke replied sarcastically, his teeth chattering. "Just stop it and fix it!"
Rose closed her eyes, and the ice on his body retracted. Yugi and his grampa walked back in, both shivering from cold.
"What just happened?" Grampa asked. "Its went so cold so quickly…"
"Zeke here is toying with magic," Rose spat. She looked at him to see he was trying to say something between his rapidly chittering teeth.
"Ssss…some…bbody ggget me a blanketttt…."
Yugi dropped the bed sheet in his hand, left and came back, and threw a heavy quilt over Zeke to warm him up, and left to go grab one for himself from his bed. They waited a few minutes before Zeke could talk normally.
"This leg isn't gonna heal on its own. Can one of you tie the sheet around the knee pretty tight."
"I'll do it," Rose said with a sneer on her face. She picked up the sheet, and told Yugi and lillith to hold him down.
"You want it real tight?" she said, pulling a hard knot around his injured leg, obviously in an attempt of revenge. Zeke hissed, but refused to give Rose the satisfaction of a cry of pain.
"Thanks," he said, breathless.
"You should rest," Yugi said, slipping on a pair of wrist splints. Zeke nodded, and waited until everyone left the room before he shut his eyes and tried to concentrate on sleep again, hoping for his wounds to heal.
