Disclaimer: See previous chapter

Chap. 2

In the kitchen of the Mayship, Dizzy was busing herself in making tea for their injured guest. Since she came on board, the crewmates had taught her how to do a wide variety of tasks, most of which was maintenance type things, such as laundry, cleaning and the occasional nurse. Cooking was a new skill that she was learning lately, thanks to May and April, so she felt really excited to try to make something for someone new, even if it was something as simple as a cup of tea and a tray of biscuits.

"Hey Dizzy. Working hard I see."

Turning around, she saw April enter into the kitchen and smiled at her comment. "Mmhm. I made this for Mr. Kiske to help him get better."

April returned the smile. "Hm, that looks good! I'm sure he'll get a lot better."

With a nod, Dizzy exited the kitchen with the tray of food in her hand as she made her way toward Ky's room. But just as she reached the door, a loud slam could be heard within. Startled, the young gear opened the door and entered inside, where she found a strange sight.

"Mr. Kiske?"

The said officer was attempting to rise up from the bed, having pushed over a nearby chair in the process. The bandages that were covering his body exposed, some of which were now slowly beginning to leak with blood. On top of that, his face was soaked with sweat, his breathing labored, and his face paniced.

"Fuuraiken! Where is my Fuuraiken!"

"Please." Dizzy began, placing the tray of food down. "You have to lie back down."

But Ky wouldn't listen to her and he continued to ramble on. Just then, Johnny and June appeared behind Dizzy, taking in the scene as well.

"What's going on?"

"Where is it!" Ky roared.

'What's he talking ab...' Johnny's thoughts were soon interrupted when he saw Dizzy grow tense and rigid. Her arms lifted up around her waist, somewhat hugging herself. Ignoring Ky for the moment, Johnny directed his full attention to the gear.

"Dizzy, what is it?"

"It...It's okay. It's okay." she whispered, mostly to herself. She could sense Necro's power and presence growing within her, reacting to Ky's outbursts. Johnny watched as Dizzy slowly began to relax and after a long moment, she nodded to the captain. "It's okay."

Johnny let out a sigh of relief. The last thing he needed was for Dizzy's powers to go out of control. He had seen the destruction she was capable of first hand and he did not want that to happen, especially on the ship. Dizzy could hurt some of the others around her, her friends, and probably even herself too. And the ship would more than likely be severely damaged in such an unleashing. But she had said she was learning to control it and it showed here.

"Oh no! Quick, help me get him back in bed!"

Returning his attention back, Johnny saw that Ky had suddenly slump down to the floor. June had moved in first to catch him and it was then that she had called out, nearly falling down herself. Johnny rushed in to help his nurse and when he grabbed hold of Ky, he immediately understood her urgency.

'This kid's practically burning up!'

"Dizzy, quick! Get me some cold water."

"What happened?"

"He has a fever." June explained. "It's pretty high too, which is probably why he was ranting earlier. He was hallucinating."

Dizzy cast a worried glance at the now-resting man. "Will he be okay?"

The nurse sighed. "It's too early to say, but I think he'll recover. It'll take some time though."

Johnny nodded. "Keep me informed."

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving the two women behind. June sighed before turning back to Ky, only to see Dizzy sit down beside him and begin to replace the cloth on his head. Despite being unconscious, Ky was far from being at rest. His face and neck was still quite warm and he seemed to be struggling in his sleep.

"Shhh..." Dizzy whispered soothingly as she placed the cloth back on his forehead. "It's okay. You'll be okay."

Ky seemed to have heard her, because his struggling subsided somewhat and his face relaxed a bit as well. Seeing this, June bent down and smiled at her fellow crewmate.

"Wow. You're pretty good at this. Trying to take my job, Dizzy?"

Dizzy shook her head. "No, no! I was just..."

"Don't worry." June chuckled. "I was just kidding. But you are doing a good job here." Standing back upright, the nurse continued. "Could you watch him for a bit? I'm going to grab some more medication for him and then I'll be right back."

"Okay."

June took off, leaving Dizzy with their sick patient. Dizzy continued to whisper to him, keeping him relaxed and as comfortable as possible. He didn't relax completely at first, but his trembling did subside greatly and his face relaxed. Soon enough, he had quieted down, completely at rest. June returned with the medicine and dismissed Dizzy, who nodded in return and began to take her leave. But before she left completely, she looked back and gave the resting man a smile.

'I hope you get better...'