Saved By Water

The pain in my side was excruciating; I didn't know how deep or how infected it was, but all I knew was if someone didn't treat me soon I was going to die.

"Did you bring everything?" Jonathan asked Ben who placed different objects on a surgical table.

"Water, a warm cloth, antiseptic, and stitches," Ben said waiting for instruction. Jonathan took out scissors and proceeded to cut my shirt up until he reached the top of the wound; he snapped a picture of the wound with his phone and then turned to Ben for assistance.

"Water please," Jonathan said as Ben handed him the water bottle, but it wasn't really water. He poured it on my wound and I screamed in agony.

"WHAT THEY FUCK WAS IN THAT BOTTLE!" I screamed,

"Salt, water, peroxide, and a special ingredient that I won't reveal," Jonathan said smiling, but it didn't make me happy. Him not telling me pissed me off even more, but I was too preoccupied by the pain to really care that much. After he wiped the water concoction away, the wound did feel better until I felt a surge of energy run through my body and I saw blue sparks coming out of my side. "What's going on?"

"Now that your wound is clean you body is trying to heal itself," Jonathan said waving his hand over the wound and the blue sparks died down. "Now I can continue." He continued to clean the wound and the last part he needed to get was the stitches; of course, my body didn't want anything to do with him and the blue sparks returned and sent him flying across the room. The sparks created a dangerous electrical storm and sent every piece of cloth ablaze until the entire room was filled with smoke and fire.

"We need to move her," Ben said as Jonathan refused. Jonathan rolled up his sleeves and tried to kill the fire; his hands ignited purple flame that seemed to dance with the blue sparks and kill the fire, but the electrical storm in the room needed to be stopped. I suddenly felt really weak and I couldn't keep my eyes open; I fell into a deep sleep and dreamed about the possible outcomes of the fire all ending with Jonathan's death.

A few hours later I opened my eyes and noticed Jonathan sitting in a chair beside me reading a book; I gathered my thoughts together and looked around the room. It was night and the moon was out; the moonlight shone in the room showcasing a badly burned hand Jonathan was sporting on his lap. He saw me looking around and shut his book.

"Don't let me disturb you," I said breathing heavily. "I see you got the electrical storm to stop."

He waved his burnt hand in the air, "Not without a price." He saw the look I gave him and said, "Don't worry. I'll heal in a few hours."

"I thought you were human all this time and it turns out you're not," I said making him smile.

"We are all full of surprises," he said to me. I sat up in bed and noticed dressing around my entire torso, covering from my chest down past my navel. He took out his phone and showed me the picture of my wound. I stretched to almost the bottom of my armpit to passed my ribs and ending right above my hip. "How did you acquire this?"

I gathered my thoughts and said, "Before we entered the forest, my brother and I were running from this monster The Dictator sent after us. We ended up in the tunnels and there was a massive explosion that collapsed the tunnel and I tried to save Ben's life by shielding him from most of the debris. I guess my adrenaline was running so high I didn't know it was there."

"The reason you're alive this long is because of your magic," Jonathan explained. "Your magic tried to heal your body and when you were shooting those arrows, your magic ran out and you felt the pain. I'm just glad you arrived when you did. Without help, you would've died."

"Thank you for helping me," I said lying back down.

Suddenly a page came in and beckoned Jonathan over to him with some papers and a discussion I could not hear; I lay there in bed and wondered what the rest of my life was going to be like. Was I going to defeat this evil everyone kept talking about? Or was my destiny going to be death? Jonathan finished talking with the page and sent him away.

"I have to go, but rest for tonight," he said.

"For what?" I asked.

"I'm taking you out," he said as I looked confused.

"Like a date?" I asked.

"Yes exactly like a date," Jonathan said smiling. Before he walked out, he looked at me and said, "By the way, you have a really nice rack." With that he walked out of the room, leaving me with a smile on his face and wondering what kind of date this was going to be.

A few hours later, I went back to my room to find a red asymmetrical dress, stopping right above my knees; the back was all open and stopped right at he small of my back, leaving me with a very sexy garment that I had no idea how I would look in. I put on the dress and suddenly I was transformed into another person; dresses no longer existed by the year 3260, so seeing myself in one was very bizarre. I put on the pumps that were also provided and suddenly I was six inches taller; I looked like a bombshell, or whatever they called sexy women centuries ago. Now the only problem was how to do my hair; my long brown hair was always put in a ponytail, so I had no idea how to do my hair. There was a knock at the door and to my relief, it was not a guy.

"Come in," I said.

A woman wearing a long purple and black dress walked in; her face was oval and was covered in freckles. Her long red hair covered her shoulders and ended in multiple braids, she wore a golden crown on her head, her eyes were deep green and looked at me in curiosity. I had no idea who she was, but she was really pretty.

"I'm Jonathan's sister Maggie," she said with a soft velvety voice that would charm anyone.

"It's nice to meet you," I said pulling my dress up and down.

"I see my brother has great taste," she laughed, "I see you need help with your hair. That is what I am here for." She brought out something with a long cord that she plugged into the wall and it started to heat.

"Is that a curling iron?" I asked fascinated.

"Yes," she said smiling, "we managed to salvage it from a wreck a few miles from here. According to legend, this will use heat to curl your long hair." I didn't answer and just let her curl my hair; a half hour later my hair was two inches shorter, but it was curled and I looked like a totally different person. Moments later, Jonathan walked to the door and saw me as I turned around to see him.

"Woah," he said walking in and giving me a flower. "You look incredible."

So did he; he wore a white button down shirt with a pair of black slacks and a red dress esactly the same shade as the dress I had on. Just looking at him made me want to rip his clothes off. "So do you."

"Ready for our date?" he asked smiling and offering me his hand.

I looked into his eyes and said, "Absolutely."