I'm so trash I can't. This is what happens when I try not to write fluff for once.
Two Mogadorians soldiars roughly take a hold of my arms and start to drag me away. They force themselves on me so hard that I gasp out of surprise. At first, I try to speak but nothing comes out, not even a tiny breath, before I start to fight back. I use all my power to get free, as I watch Sandor chained to the floor from his legs, his arms are held by the same chains from the ceiling, but they're more powerful than I am.
A part of me freaks out while the fog in my head takes over and I can't think, while the other part makes me to shout Sandor's name loudly.
"Sandor!" I managed to free my arm and try to reach out to him. I don't understand why they had to hurt him and not me. I'm the Garde between the two of us, and they know that. I'm the one who has Legacies. Why didn't they hurt me instead?
This time I scream. "Sandor!"
In purpose or not, I close my hands into fists and my sound manipulation Legacy begins to work. In my mind, I create a shield around Sandor's body, protecting him from my voice. The other Mogadorians are unconscious because of my attack.
I used my voice to knock them out.
In Lorien, when I was a famous performer, I used to bend and change my voice using this Legacy. When Sandor and his young Garde were about to be attacked, I did the same thing. I raised my voice so high that the Mogadorian soldiar couldn't take it.
Now there are at least ten of them lying on the floor. Slowly, I move my gaze to Sandor. He's just like a few seconds ago. I bring my hands to my face and feel the tears and the panic again.
I run to him and drop on my knees next to him. I feel his pulse against my hand. Don't freak out. Breathe. I want to get him free.
"His hands first…" I say to myself quietly. I look back at the bunch of Mogs lying next and on each other. I raise my hand, using my telekinesis, and a key starts to fly in the air. I bring it to my hands.
Standing up, I push the key into its hole and turn it around. I hear Sandor groans when I get his arm freed. I do the same thing with the other one, as quickly as I can, before Sandor collapses against me. His arms are around my back, and his face is on my shoulder.
That's when I can't take it anymore. I lose myself for one minute.
"Sandor," I cry out, buring my face in his chest. He doesn't have a shirt on. His back and chest and arms are covered with black burises. I can't see him like this, in pain and beaten.
His voice is what brings me back to reality. "Devektra…" He whispers and I can hear his pain. Don't speak. You need power, I tell him.
I move my hand around my ripped jeans until I feel something hard. It's the healing stone I changed its color. When Sandor's Garde, Nine, opened his Chest before we went to this mission, I took the stone from him because I had a feeling I would need it.
Before I place it against Sandor's back, I put my hands on his face and make him look at me.
"I'm sorry," I tell him. I take the stone in my hand, lower Sandor and press his body against mine. I staright my back so I can see, and put the stone on him.
It start to work immediately and Sandor arches his back. He screams and sweat covers his forehead. I cry with him.
"I know, I know, it hurts." I wrap my arms around his head and sob loudly. I know he's in pain and it's killing me. I feel like my skin is cut up to my heart. "I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry." I cry more and more. I can't control it.
After the first wound is healed, Sandor coughes heavily and throws up. He still got cuts all over him, but I'm afraid he might pass out if I heal him again. I want to get him some water to drink. Anything, something. But I can't leave him and even if I do, I won't find anything here.
"Look at me," I take his face with my hands. You can't leave me okay? You can't. Stay with me.
"I'm here," I whisper. "I know it hurts and I know you're exhausted, but let's finish this. Together. I'm not letting you go. Alright?"
With his eyes closed, Sandor nods at me.
All the wounds are healed in less than an hour. We stop for ten minutes after each of them to let Sandor rest. When we get to the last one, I start to cry out of happiness.
Now Sandor looks at me. He smiles a bit at me, his eyes are tired.
"Can you stand?" I ask him quietly. I want to get out of here as soon as possible.
"Yes," Sandor answers and I take his hands with mine, helping him to get up. When he stumbles, I put my hand on his chest and take his arm. I place it around my shoulder until his strength is back.
I close the red car's door. Devektra and I stole it a half an hour ago while no one was watching us. After Devektra gets into it as well, I turn the engine on and the vehicle comes to life.
I'm worried about Devektra. Since she healed me in the Mogadorian base she hasn't spoken a word. A little "yes" or "okay" from time to time, but that's it. She doesn't even look at me.
I can understand her, if the situation was opposite, I wouldn't be able to speak normally for a while, but I don't want her to feel sad.
I don't say a word because I want to give Devektra the space I assume she needs her space.
We pass over a few abonded houses, the desert makes us company for a few hours. Once in a while, I see small bushes on the rocky ground. The sky are cloudless and in bright blue. The wind seems strong and dry.
Until I can't stand the silence anymore.
"Devektra," I look away for the wheel for a second and move my eyes to Devektra sitting next to me. She doesn't say a word, and keeps her head down.
"Veky…" I try to catch her attention. I place my hand on Devektra's legs and stroke it. The fabric of her blue jeans feels rough under my fingers. "Please, say something."
"What do you want me to say?" Devektra says quietly and looks at me. When our eyes meet I can see how exhausted she is. She looks so tired, even more than me.
"Something, anything," I answer. Just speak with me.
When Devektra doesn't respond after a few more minutes of driving, I park in front of a little motel near the end of the road. I get out of the car, take some of our bags out, and walk over it to Devektra's side. I open the door and she looks up at me.
"Are you coming?" I ask, offering her my hand to take while I smile at her.
Devektra gets out of the car slowly and I lead us to the entrance. "What are you doing?" She catches up to my walking speed, giving me a confused and suspected look.
"I think both of us need a little break," I turn my head look at Devektra.
Devektra sits on the yellow bed and I join her after I put the bags down on the rectangle shaped drawer.
"Okay, do you want to tell me what happened?" I ask Devektra once again, hoping for an answer this time.
She looks down at her hands in her lap. "You know what happened."
"This isn't correct," I say, and Devektra suddenly looks up. "I might know what happened, but I don't know what you feel about it."
"You were tortured. And almost killed. What can I feel about it other than sadness?" Devektra shrugs hopelessly.
I almost answer "But you healed me." before I realize the reason for all of this. "You can't get the picture of me injured out of your head, can you?" I say quietly, almost whispering because of the shock.
Devektra bursts into tears after I say this.
I rush to wrap my arms around her and hug her. "It's alright. Thank to you, I'm healed now. We wouldn't get out of there if it wasn't you."
Devektra gets away from me. Her eyes are a bit red and her cheeks are wet as I stroke them gently with my hand. "I know, but I have no idea why I'm feeling like this." Devektra says, shaking her head.
"Look," I say as I take my shirt off. I turn around, take Devektra's hands wih mine and place them on my back. Her hands are cold againt my skin as I say, "See? No cuts, no bruises, nothing. Not even a little scar. And that's all thanks to you."
Devektra wipes her tears with the back of her hand and looks at me gratefully. "Thank you," She says, and smiles a little. "I hope you don't think I'm crazy."
I smirk. "You need to do more than this to make you think you're insane," I cup Devektra's cheek and give her a quick kiss.
Devektra yawns and covers her mouth. "Please tell me you were being serious when you said we needed a break, because I'm exhausted." She says tiredly.
After a few minutes, Devektra is sleeping with her head on my chest, and I fall asleep fast after her, too.
I open my eyes to see Devektra sleeping underneath me on the little bed in the cheap motel room. I push the heavy blanket over us and feel the heat. I can't help but stare at Devektra for a few seconds. Her hands are under her head and she lays next to my chest. I'm glad to see the peaceful look on her face. She was so sad the entire day because I was injured, and seeing her happy again makes me relieved. I don't want to wake her up, but I can't help it. I bring my hand to her cheek and start to stroke in gently with the back of my hand.
I watch her for a few minutes until she opens her eyes and wakes up as well. She squints and covers herself.
"Good morning," I tell her quietly. The sun lights up her face and her stormy eyes looks brighter than usual, almost silver colored.
"Morning," Devektra replies with a smile before she rolls on her back and sits up. She tucks her hair behind her ears and it falls on her shoulders and cherry tank top.
I hug her from behind. "Do you feel better?" I ask.
"Yes," Devektra answers and turns her head to me. Her gaze becomes hard and cold with a hint of sadness as she turns to look at me. "I'm sorry about earlier. You shouldn't have seen me like that." She says emotionlessly.
No. She's locking me out again.
"What do you mean? Of course I should have." I say and take both of her hands in mine. "Devektra, I'm your boyfriend. I should see you when you're happy and sad. I should be there for you when you need me or when something's bothering you." I look straight into her eyes and squeeze her hands. "I will always be here for you. I love you."
Devektra cups my cheeks with her hands quickly and pushes me into a kiss. She moves on the bed and I bring her to my lap. I put one arms around her back and raise the other one to her face.
We press out foreheads together after the kiss ends. "Now seriously, are you alright?" I ask.
"Yes, yes, I'm telling you yes," Devektra says and her eyes shine.
We hug again and rock each other back and forth. Devektra buries her head in my shoulder. She gets up from the bed and pushes me with her. Her hand finds mine and we lock our fingers. Devektra closes her eyes.
She looks like a sweet dream. If happiness had a figure, it would be her.
Devektra rubs her head again my chest before she looks at me. "I love our little intimacy," She says, with her hand around the back of my neck.
I smile and kiss her forehead. "Go take a nice shower, okay?"
Devektra nods and grins at me before we exchange several little kisses. After that, Devektra turns around and closes the bathroom's door after her.
Meanwhile, I take out the phone I made and text Nine we're alright. I didn't want to buy a phone because I thought the Mogadorians would track me down, so I just bulit a simple one. It took me a few sleepless nights- that in the end of each one of them, Devektra pushed me out of my working room- and failed attempts, but in worked eventually.
The phone rings and I look at it. Nine replies with "Didn't had me worried at all."
I smirk and roll me eyes. "Go to train." I send back.
The door is opened and a gust of steam comes out. I see Devektra moving her fingers between her wet her and she takes a deep breath. Waterdrops roll on her skin as she places her hand over her chest, above the white towel.
"Sandor, can you bring me my brush please?" She calls out.
Speaking of intimacy, I love how Devektra and I can act like that in front of each other. We feel so comfortable together that there's no part for shame.
I walk over to the drawer on the other side of the room, and take out Devektra's hair brush. Devektra's looks at my reflection in the mirror and smiles at me as she takes it out of my hand and starts to move it over her hair.
After I stay next to Devektra, looking fondly at her, she stops brushing her hair and looks at me confused.
"What?" She asks me.
"Nothing," I answer, grinning at bit. I walk behind Devektra and hug her, like before. I feel kind of silly for doing this, but I don't really care. "I guess I just feel protective of you. Like you felt of me earlier."
Devektra laughs shortly and grins as she tilts her head to the side. We're still looking at each other through the mirror, and I kiss Devektra's cheek.
She quickly turns around and starts pushing me towards the door. "Get out, I need to get dressed," Devektra says with a smile and keeps walking until I'm on the other side of the door.
After a few hours, we're back in Chicago again. I sigh in relief as we get into the elevator and make our way to the last floor, happy to be in a familiar place.
I have my arm around Devektra waist, and her lovely yellow dress looks great on her. Devektra's head is against my shoulder as we go up and up until we reach our apartment in the top of the building.