Chapter 14: Little Angels
"It's warm...dark….peaceful "where the hell am I?" Sitting myself up, I scanned my surroundings. Nothing. just darkness. "Hello!?" I called out, hoping that someone would hear me. my cry for help echoed far into the distance, but no response came.
"What the hell happened to me?" I asked myself. "I remember….water….pain." I paused for moment "….pain….Bain!" I jumped to my feet and started running aimlessly through the darkness, with no idea where I was going.
"Bain! Bain where are you!?" I screamed out, tears pouring from my eyes. "Bain Can you hear me!? Bain!?" I kept running and running and running until I stumbled, falling to the ground with thud. All I could do was lie there on the ground. Curled up in a ball as I continued to cry. "Bain….where are you?"
After pulling Amina to shore I quickly went through her bags (ignoring the wooden dildo) and pulled out a large roll of bandages. Pulling off her clothes as gently as Possible, I looked her over and assessed the situation: She was losing blood….and fast.
Rinsing some of the blood away with water, I began wrapping the bandages tightly over her wounds until she looked like an undersized mummy with horns. It was enough to stop the bleeding. But was I fast enough?
She was still moaning a little, so at least she's still alive. Pulling some willow bark out of my medical pouch, I started to chew on the bitter substance until it had a soft, gooey texture. I then opened Amina's mouth and used my teeth to filter the painkillers down her throat. She swallowed, and her moaning quickly subsided.
I stopped crying and sat myself up again when a strange taste suddenly formed in my mouth. It was so bitter, but also a little sweet and salty. "What's happening to me?" I asked myself in a weak voice. It was then that another strange thing happened.
My entire body started to go numb. My head started to spin so badly I fell back to the ground in a daze. I found myself losing all my worries and concerns for my current predicament and started to giggle and hum happily to myself like "Am I on drugs?"
Realizing the worst was over, I fell to the ground with a long, loud moan. "Thank Asger." I found myself saying. It felt strange freaking out like that for a monster girl. If I remembered correctly, most of them can heal much more quickly than the ordinary human. But I suppose even a Goblin would've been in a lot of trouble with injuries like these.
I turned my attention back to the waterfall. The one Triste was still hiding in. I still couldn't believe I was able to scare her off so easily. But staying so close to the water was a very bad idea, so how was I going to carry Amina AND all our stuff away at the same fracking time?
Eventually, I came up with a solution. First, I pulled out the massive bear skin rug Amina had been carrying around. We were going to use it as a tent cover in case it rained during the night (our bed rolls weren't water proof) but I found another use for it.
I wrapped Amina nicely into the bear skin, my back pack snuggled next to her. I then sewed the two corners on each end together, creating some kind of portable bed that resembled a hairy canoe which I would be able drag around by tying the top end to my waist with some rope.
After some consideration, I decided to leave her mace behind. It was too heavy to carry around. Besides, I barely had the strength to carry the rest of her shit! Her pack was a few sizes greater than my own and a lot of her belongings was kitchen ware (made from steel I might add!)
Am I dead? No. I can't be. I'm still breathing. My heart is beating as well. So why do I feel so good right now? I felt warm and cosy like I was in a bed or something. But then there's these strange bumps and nudges every now and then. "Bain? Are you there?"
Sweat was pouring down my face, my feet were aching, and my back was just about ready to give out. Eventually I couldn't handle the strain and fell to the ground in exhaustion. I was barely halfway up the side path and even if I could reach the main road, then what?
Amina's life might not be in danger anymore but the situation was still looking bleak. We needed help. Suddenly, I heard a scream coming from the direction of the spring, followed closely with much laughter and cheering. There were girls playing in the spring.
The idea of leaving Amina alone in her condition didn't sit well with me. Approaching a heap of monster girls also seemed like a really bad idea. But we were in a desperate situation. And desperate times called for desperate measures. Untying the rope and setting the large pack down, I quietly made my way down the trail towards the place I had been working so hard to get away from.
As I got closer, the sounds of laughter and talking became more audible, and every once in a while I could hear the sounds of splashing further ahead. Peeking my head over a rock, I almost cried out in joy when I realized they were fairies. And one of them looked very familiar.
The only way I recognised Yusha was because she was bossing all the other girls around in an adorably loud voice, and for some reason her hair was still being held in place with a twig.
"Yusha!" I called out happily as I made my way towards the group. As soon as the girls saw me, every single one of them flew into the air, screaming and covering themselves like any right minded young lady should (real smart Bain, real smart!)
"Here to peek at our bodies you one eyed pervert!?" Yusha cried out furiously, her face turning red with anger and embarrassment. Some of the girls joined in and started chanting the word "Pervert" over and over again.
Others scrambled for their clothes, but they were in such a hurry a lot of tops and skirts were ripped in the process. Let me tell you something. Girls don't like having their clothes wrecked (I learnt that from my sister a while ago,) and these little fairies were no exception.
"Nooooo! Our clothes! Our clothes! Waaaaah!" The situation was getting out of hand. How do I respond? I get down on my hands and knees and apologized, of course. "I am so, so sorry everyone." I cried out dramatically. I felt bad for what I did, don't get me wrong. But I might have….overexaggerated. Just a little bit. To calm them down. "I have no right to ask you of this, but I need your help."
Everyone went dead silent for a few moments. I don't think they were expecting such a reaction, because all of them were soon cuddling up to me with some very sorry looks on their faces (I should become an actor!)
"It's ok friend," Yusha cooed. "You didn't do anything serious, sorry for getting so angry." "yeah, sorry One eye." The others added affectionately. "You said you needed help with something?" One of the girls asked nervously "Are you ok?"
"I'm ok little lady." I answered warmly, standing myself up again "But Amina, she's badly hurt. Is there a safe place she can rest?" Everyone let go of me and gasped rather loudly. "Where is she? Is she ok?" I started walking back the way I came "C'mon, follow me." Then I paused, and turned around again. "But put some clothes on first."
It didn't take long for everyone to put on their clothes (what was salvageable anyways) and with a little extra energy in my step, I lead my little friends up the path to where I had left Amina. Who was still wrapped up cosily in the strange stretcher I had put together.
Seeing Amina in such a state gave mixed reactions from my current company. Most of them bawled their eyes out and held one another for comfort. Apparently, Amina was already dead. Others, looked at the situation a little differently. "Hehe, she looks like a Mummy." A few pointed out rather rudely.
Yusha, at least, was able to take the situation seriously. "well, at least we can move her around safely." She offered nervously. "Yeah, but I have no idea where to go." I responded. "Do you guys have any ideas?"
Yusha thought long and hard at my question. She seemed a little uneasy about something. "Is there something you know, Yusha?" The little fairy looked me right in the eye, and with a very nervous voice she answered "We could take her to Vila….it's a city….in the fairy kingdom."