HAVEN
Wishes for Pain
Chapter 3
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
Nathan POV
"Audrey!" He shouted as her eyes drifted shut and he felt her body grow limp beside him.
She was unconscious and he couldn't tell how badly she was hurt. Except he could see her side, and he was nauseated immediately. The skin had practically been charred away and the flesh, or whatever was inside, was black. Not gray, but black as though it had been been completely altered by the flame. Could that even happen?
A whipping sound and a foot knocked off the ground.
His eyes traveled up to the body of the pyro-man, noticing that he was completely engulfed in flames, but beneath the flames, he could still see the human body intact.
Something clicked in his mind.
His hand felt something small on the floor. He tried to avoid looking down but it felt like a pen to him, and the tip was out. It was so incredibly wrong yet at the same time, there was hatred in his eyes for this man, and that rage pushed away the possible damage he would receive.
Was it a futile thing to hope the pen would last?
Whatever.
You can go to hell, he thought to the pyro-man, knowing very well that he did not believe in hell, but at the same time understanding that the term fit well in his fury.
He lunged once again, but this time he had a plan, and he would complete it. The pyro was unprepared for him, and he was unsure whether there was a grin on his own face as he watched - slightly disgusted - as his hand went through the flames and the pen in to the man's skull.
The flames died instantly and he hit the ground over the body of the pyro.
Duke's POV
Wheels screeched on pavement as he shot rapidly around the corner, breaking several road laws and speed limits in the process (among other things).
The only thing he cared about was getting there in time before... He wasn't sure what would happen but he knew it was going to be bad. There was a gun sitting on the seat beside him, resting against his leg as he drove. The safety was on, but it still made him slightly nervous.
He was driving deep in to the woods and know one had a clue where he as headed, why he was headed there, or what he was doing.
But there was no time.
He was definitely playing hero now.
Nathan's POV
Kneeling next to Audrey and checking her pulse, he turned to make sure that the speedy guy hadn't regained consciousness yet...
And saw that he wasn't there.
He froze, his body growing tense, and he felt anxiety rising inside him. Where was he? His eyes scanned slowly around the room, searching for any sign of movement. Something in front of his face blurred, but when he blinked, there was nothing there and he wondered if he had imagined it. He continued scanning.
Suddenly he was lying flat on his back with the air knocked from his lungs.
What the?His thought broke off as he stared at the furious man pinning him once more, though it was to the ground this time.
"You sonuvabitch-" he snarled and vanished.
Suddenly he was standing over Audrey's unmoving form with a long blade held over his head, preparing to strike it down.
He was off the ground and lunging immediately.
His feet were off the ground as a hand constricted his throat, blocking air from flowing to his lungs. He couldn't feel it, but he struggled in vain to free himself, clawing at the hand and kicking at the man's body. Once again he could not break his grip.
"You killed my little brother! I'll prove to you what it's like to lose someone you care about," he hissed angrily, the blade raised again and plunging towards her head.
No!He thought desperately.
Two gunshots rang through the air.
He hit the ground and his ears rang violently, only half able to comprehend what had just happened.
"Nathan! Audrey?" Two firm yet gentle hands lifted him from the ground and he saw Duke's startled face staring at him.
"What?" He couldn't focus with his ears ringing and his head too foggy to think clearly. He couldn't hear what Duke was saying so he could only stare blankly as the man's mouth moved rapidly, obviously having something on his mind.
His vision went black.
3RD PERSON NARRATIVE POV
Nathan and Audrey woke up in the hospital the next day. Both wrestled with a concussion, and had to stay in the hospital for treatment of their injuries. In Nathan's case, there were some third and second degree burns on his hand, and he had several bones broken which he hadn't noticed at all.
Audrey, on the other hand, had to spend a lot of time trying to fix to burn wound on her side.
Now they sat at Duke's boat - Duke was fishing, Nathan was lost in thought, and Audrey was being... Audrey. She tried very hard to make sure that he understood that burns hurtlike hell.
For the third time she reached out and touched his bandaged hand.
The flare of pain made him grimace and pull it away. "Stop that!" He tried to sound forceful, but when he said it he made the mistake of looking in to her tired eyes, and it made him sound much more gentle than anything else.
She managed a grin and it was obvious that she was simply being restless.
Duke didn't turn his head as he spoke - "be nice, kids." He leaned back in his chair, drinking out of his "beer bottle" which was really soda in disguise.
"Uhuh," Nathan responded with a grunt.
Both he and Audrey shared a smile that was more real.
Life would return to normal in Haven eventually, but there was something additionally dark that they would share.