I would like to inform my readers that hereon, the chapters will be changing between Eli's POV and Rose's POV. I can't promise that the Chapters will be alternating but I prefer to write from Eli's POV because there is a lot to know about Rose.

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ELI

As I made my way out of the room, I just couldn't believe that Rose was older than me, by a whole two years! I was again the younger one: Trixie was older than me by a month. Kord and Pronto were adults, in their own way.

Shanai, the Unbeatable Master was her teacher! That actually explained why she came in search of a new student, those months ago. Rose's training was over. I then smack my head with my hand.

"Floppers, I forgot to ask her about her name." I cried out. Her name was something that intrigued me. Rose was a really, really, totally uncommon name, the name of a flower not found in SlugTerra, but on the surface. I wanted to know if she'd been to the Surface or no. Of now, only the Shane gang knew about it. It was actually interesting to know if anyone else was there, who knew about the World above SlugTerra.

"Eli?" Kord's unsure voice rang out.

"Yeah?"

"Dr. Sting has come." Kord replied as the creaking of a door opening rang through the house. Dr. Sting was, well, a doctor. Also he was Trixie's dad. So he was our best choice.

As I climbed down, I saw that Trixie was lying on the couch, eyes closed. Luckily, I noticed, she wasn't groaning or grunting. She seemed peaceful like –

Okay, that's enough. I stopped. Then I folded my hands.

"Beatrice, Honey?" Dr. Sting leant towards Trixie, his hand on her forehead. Trixie just groaned lightly, eyes still closed.

Kord made his way towards me. "Rose?" He asked.

I flicked my eyes upstairs and filled him in everything Rose had told me. His reaction was a bit more extravagant than mine.

"The Unbeatable Master!" he rubbed his hands in glee. "Shucks, Eli! You can learn her techniques from Rose."

I was grinning as I watched him give a wide smile, a smile that was reserved only for great Breakthroughs in technology and breakthroughs that were mostly useful for Mechanics.

"A sprained wrist, that's all." Dr. Sting spoke. He was silent doing his stuff, bandaging Trixie's wrist, refraining it from doing any movements, filling in vials and prescribing something for Trixie. Cave Troll, please get this from the store." He told Kord. Dr. Sting never called a Cave Troll by their name, neither did he insult them. Most Cave Trolls were simple living a life of peace, enjoying their lives, Kord for an example.

"Eli, I need to know. How? When? Why?" Dr. Sting asked as he put his stuff into his simple brown bag, that somewhat reminded me of a woman's hand bag. I decided not to mention that.

As I filled him in, his eyes widened. That was natural that he now had thought of Rose as a walking-talking killing machine. At the end all he said was, "I want to meet her."

I made my way upstairs to her room, knocked once, then twice. Hearing no response, I called out "Rose," once and turned the knob.

"I am here." Rose's voice came from somewhere behind me. I spun around, and she was standing there behind me, her hand rubbing her other arm in a sorry way. She had pursed her lips and looked ashamed. Her red eyes were magnified and her face was puffy, as if she was just done crying.

"Rose, you okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah," She gave a nod.

"Good, there is someone downstairs who wants to meet you." I informed her. Rose's eyes widened in fear. "Hey, hey. It's okay. Trixie's just sprained her wrist..." I paused as I noticed something else. "... just like you said."

"I knew what I was doing, Eli." Rose spoke. "I didn't mean to hurt her, just injure her to an extent she wouldn't be able to harm me."

"Looks like it worked." I gave a weak smile. Her features too brightened as she returned the smile. Then I spoke. "Listen, after this we'll spend some quality brother-sister time together, Okay? There is a cafe down in the Northern Caverns. We could go there."

"That's nice." She nodded, but I could still see that she was apprehensive regarding the plan.

"Relax, nothing's going to happen." I tried to pacify her, but then she smiled at me. "We are taking our blasters and slugs that's it." Eli's Infernus, the one I had seen with will Shane hopped onto his shoulder. "Ain't that right, Burpy?" The slug chirped in response.

I laughed. "I am fine, Eli. Now let's go and see this new guest who has come to visit me."

On seeing him, she was hesitant to go and talk to Dr. Sting. I slid my hands through hers and squeezed it. She returned the squeeze. "Go," I whispered and she walked towards the doctor.

"Eli, this is your sister?" Dr. Sting asked.

When I nodded, he added. "She is beautiful, just like her brother." Rose blushed fully as the doctor took her and in his and kissed the back of her hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you."

"Thank you," Rose replied.

Then Trixie's dad, turned to me. "Do you mind if we speak somewhere private?"

"Nope, not at all. You can talk in the back garage. I'll stay here with Trixie." I answered.

Satisfied, the doctor, with Rose's help made his way slowly to the garage. Just a few days ago, Trixie had confided in me that she was worried for her father. He had been working overtime, and today I could see why. Every step sent pain shudders down his spine and he wheezed a lot. When he wheezed that time, Rose turned to me, hesitant. I nodded, understandingly. She then held the doctors hands gently and they disappeared into the room. A faint voice snapped me back from my thoughts.

"Eli?" Trixie called out.

"Trix, how are you feeling now?" I asked, sitting down on the carpet underneath the couch, massaging her hands. "Is there any pain?"

"What about my hand?" Trixie asked me back, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Your Dad said that you'd sprained your wrist." Just like Rose had said, I thought. "A week of rest and you'll be using your hand, don't worry."

"I am not worried about that." She blinked at me as she straightened herself against the armrest of the blue-grey couch. "I am worried about him." We had again touched that topic. Dr. Sting. "I am worried for him. Where is he?" She looked around.

"He's with Rose. Wanted to know why she did all of that to you."

"What? Why did she go with him?" her reaction was expected. "Where's Kord? And Pronto?"

"Kord, went to the store to get your medicines. Oh look he's here." I said as the blue figure of Kord Zane made its way to us, a brown paper bag hanging delicately from his forearm.

"How is my favourite Tech girl?" Kord asked as he passed the bag to me and then sat down beside her. Relieved of my shift, I got up and walked to the Kitchen, putting the bag there when I heard voices.

"You need to be careful, Rose. Such amazing talents will not go unheard. There must be many who envy you." Dr. Sting spoke.

"Yes," Rose voice came out.

"Make sure you don't publicise your talents. It could be dangerous for you." Dr. Sting spoke.

And Rose answered. "I know."

There was some shuffling of feet and the footsteps echoed through the room. They were coming back. I rushed into the kitchen, my hands searching for something to do, to make sure I was not caught eavesdropping. I found a few instant noodles and just decided to heat them up for the others.

Then they came out.

"Dad," Trixie spoke and I looked up. Trixie had twisted her body and she was looking over the Couch back rest.

"Beatrice, take care." The father caressed his daughter's cheek before walking out.

"Dad, why are you going so soon?" Trixie once again spoke. And surprisingly her voice was unsure.

"You are not my only patient today. There are others too. But I will drop in by once this week again." The doctor smiled.

"Okay," Trixie bit her lip, still unsure. She was now standing, her right hand in bandages and her left hand on the couch's armrest for support. Rose was silent. I walked to her and put an arm on her shoulder.

"Everything went well? You're silent."

She nodded. Then spun around, looking at me. "I was thinking about him."

I talk to my girl friend about her father's health. And then I talk to my sister regarding our father. I smiled inwardly.

"What?"

"Nothing. Just a thought." I decided to ask her something. "Can you cook?"

"What?"She looked at me for a long moment before answering, probably thinking of a suitable reply. "Can Molenoids track? Can Cave Trolls build and fix? Of course I can!"

"Perfect. Cook something delicious for me I am starving?" I asked her, rubbing my belly.

She gave me a smile and headed off to the kitchen. Trixie was now resting in her room. The room where Rose had slept was a spare room. Well, now that's her room. I decided.

In a half an hours' time a wonderful smell was coming from the kitchen and Rose's welcoming voice calling out, "Stew's ready!"

Okay, I crossed my limit of 1.5k words. Well, this isn't the end. There is more.

Anyways, expect the next chapter within a week and a half from now.

Have a great time!