HAVEN
Wishes for Pain
Chapter 2
I do not own Haven or the characters
Rated T for violence.
I'll try to avoid making this too long. Too many chapters = less muse from me. xP
Audrey's POV
She ached.
No, that was an understatement.
She couldn't believe the human body could feel so much pain. It had to be impossible. She had to be imagining it.
She vaguely remembered the flaming whip that had lashed her side, and made it feel like even the bone was burning away. Could bone burn away? Probably. But if it had then she wouldn't even be alive. Was she alive?
She forced her eyes open.
She saw the same ceiling that she had passed out seeing, except there was no man blocking her vision.
She began to move and wished she hadn't. Her side flared and stole away her senses, and it took several moments for the spots to recede and allow her to see.
Suddenly she was aware of furious shouts and arguing and struggling. She didn't want to move, but the voice was familiar, and she felt her head automatically shifting in the direction of the struggles - Nathan had just got done punching the big tattooed guy in the head. She wanted to smile but it probably looked more like a crazed grin, and moving was, for the moment, out of the question.
The tattooed man was not moving.
Fuck him,she thought.
Nathan turned and she saw his face was covered in blood - his nose had been broken, but he obviously didn't notice.
Then she saw the one with the burning arm. He was smaller than the tattooed man but much more deadly. Especially now that the majority of his body was alive with fire. Nathan might not be able to feel the fire and he'd probably leap in and try to knock the shit out of him...
She had to stop him before he got himself killed.
She began to sit up. Damnit! It was incredibly painful. She cringed, forcing herself to bite back any noise of weakness. She twisted her body, trying to get to her feet as gingerly as possible to avoid the flaring pain.
He was getting ready to move in. She could tell by the wild look in his eyes.
She managed to rise on her shaking legs, leaning heavily as she held her aching side.
Why the hell couldn't he just burn away the nerves? Is that too much to ask for?She thought as irritability rose from the pain and exhaustion. How was she supposed to focus with her side feeling like it had just been ripped open? She couldn't bring herself to look. She took a trembling step forward.
"Nathan," she pleaded.
An awareness born of concern woke in his eyes, and he looked over at her. His vision seemed to clear for a moment before the eyes flicked to her side and suddenly they filled with vehement fury.
Shit!
She saw him lunge for the pyro.
She couldn't let him burn to death - even if he couldn't feel it, she couldn't let him die.
Her body was taken over by a force that gave her the energy to do what she neededto do. She jumped through the air and crashed in to him just before he reached the flames. Though she didn't have enough weight, speed, or momentum to knock him completely off course, but they both managed to avoid falling in to the fire.
She hit the ground and suddenly forgot how to breathe.
She groaned, her body unwilling to respond. Incredibly warm and gentle hands suddenly swept across her, lifting her from the ground. She pried her eyes open.
The face in front of them made her smile.
Suddenly she didn't hurt at all.
Duke's POV
Duke stared at the spot in the woods where the ground was trampled over and twigs were broken. He had been looking for Nathan and Audrey for hours now.
Where could they have gone off to?He wondered, frustrated. His frustration was born from worry, though. He had just found out that the two prisoners whom had escaped were found dead, both burned and beaten to death in the same manner as the little boy. And now Audrey and Nathan had vanished while searching for the suspects...
This all seemed too coincidental for him.
He was never the one to run around playing Hero, but the truth was, he cared deeply for Audrey, and even for Nathan whom he had, for quite a long time, felt guilty for using. Lying, hurting, causing his problems...
Some part of him wanted to make up for it.
He turned and walked away, towards his car. He had sources to talk to. He would find them.
No matter what.
Short chapter, I know. Hopefully the next one will be the last. xP Enjoy or don't - this might be crap. Oh, review please so I know whether to bother with the next chapter or not. :)