Save but for how long
She quickly steps aside as a knife thought passed her hitting the wall beside her, with a smirk.
“getting closer, Toot”.
“you shitbird, I could have killed you”.
With a shrug she moved over to them. Toot had place Scylla In the corner and placed a few empty boxings. Well, she thing there are empty. Toot and placed herself beside them in a way that she can keep an eye on both the door and Scylla.
“how is she doing?”
Walking over them both leaving the knife alone. And kneeling beside Scylla, pulling the blanket down to see her throat.
“she hasn’t woken up, if that want you mean.”
She didn't respond to that, she just throws Quartermain scourge at her.
“what this”.
“a gift that will be exchanged back once this is all done”.
She looks at like she had a burning question under the surface. Knowing this looking form, the time there have spent together Raelle spoke up.
“ask your question later”.
She opened her mouth to speak but closing it seeing what Raelle was about to do.
Raelle turns around from her and places her hand over Scylla’s forehead, linking with her. She can quickly feel the injures that cover her whole body first the low body temperature. Then to more, physical, going from broken toes, raw ankles, broken left leg, fracture knees, dislocation left hip, internal bleeding around a few organs, three broken rips, pulled tenders in both shoulders.
‘thank the goddness there not dislocated’.
Small cuts around both wrists, swollen throat, multiple fractures, and broken bones over her face, and that all physical not mental injures. The sicking feeling, she knows she made more injures. Over the last five days. This are minor compared to them. She really regretting.
She removed her hand; her breathing was slow had rapped. Her anger was just below the surface.
She looks over to Toot.
“I need to relocate her left hip. Before moving her.”
Toot moved over picking Scylla head onto her lap and looking over at Raelle.
She moves down her body and unwarps her body. She can see the blood stains where small cuts were. Mostly likely form the whipping, Quartermain did. She wishes she didn’t see what she had done to her. But there it was clear as day. If she was in better shape she would go back in there and do more damage. Many be even call Libba, so she could have a little revenge.
She checked over her hip for, extra damage she hadn’t pick up on around her hip. But thank the goddness there was nothing. She sighs with relief.
Then she climbs over her, pulls her leg up in her arms. She gives Toot a warning look. Who in return nods to her. She knows that she has to keep her under. So, with a deep breath, Raelle pulls Scylla leg while also jerking in sideways, lucky getting back in place. Scylla grunt from the effort moves to get away but before she could Toot quickly placed her under again.
“ok, that did it, I can recheck it once we arrive back at how hideout”.
She quickly covers Scylla back up and pulls her up onto her lap. Removing hair out of her face. And kissing her forehead.
“we need to move, Toot once we get out of the tunnels, contact Libba and Grey. I need hot water, and a warm room waiting for me. With clothing and towels.”
“I can do that”.
With that Toot moved toward the door, using her sight to check if it was clear.
“it all good, we can move”.
With a grunt, Raelle pulls Scylla into a bridal carry. Allowing Scylla to rest her head against her shoulder. She whispers words of love. Which somehow even while under, her facial softens. She couldn’t stop the small smile. Knowing she still could do that, even in her state.
She forward following Toot as there make the way out. As there past the cell door, Toot could see Quartermain slump in one of the metal chairs. She looks back to Raelle.
“Not ask, know. Later pumpkin”.
Toot clutches her jaw a little annoyed.
“what”.
“how many time have I told you not to call me that”.
“I don’t know, remind while we are getting out of here”.
Reluctantly she moves on following back the way there come. Still using her sighed just in case there more officers. But the goddness was watching over them. After a little while there made their way up the tow fleet of stairs. By the time Raelle got up. Her arms were screaming at her, her legs burn with use.
Just as Toot was about to step outside. The hair on the back of her head stood up.
“stop” she said though farspeech.
She stops turned to Raelle, “what is it” speaking back also in farspeech.
“check outside something off”.
With that Toot engages her sigh but sees nothing, which is fine if, she didn’t get that feeling it was a mirage. A fake reality to pull you into a trap.
“your right something off”.
Raelle places Scylla against the wall, Toot moves close. She then touches the door; she could just about feel the effect of a distortion seed. There don’t have time to disarms this. With that Raelle knees and starts a seed. That almost sound like a grunt. But after a moment a patch on the floor started to break apart. Until a hole was formed. This weird spider crawled out. Grunting in return to her summoning it.
Raelle creaks and click before it and repeat it back before disappearing back into the ground.
“he will check out the area once he how the layout he will return. And guides us to the bush away form the trap”.
“what was that”.
“Fredric my familiar. It a rare spider that like to stay under ground.”
“I have a lot more question know”.
With a smile she finally feels relax. Even in this situation.
Just as like that Fredric reappeared. After a moment of speaking one, on one.
Raelle turns to Toot, “the plan, I going to follow Fredric, you will help carry Scylla about to click to the bush. We lay down and wait until, who ever place the trap. Move passed us. Then we go back to the original plan. Get back to base.”
She didn’t say anything just picked up Scylla in her arms before moving closer to Raelle. Allowing her to take one of Scylla legs. Her around Scylla back the same as Toot. Together these carried her out of the door. Toot, kicking it opening.
Not rushing but quick walking there made there way. Raelle keeping them on track. Following the clicking sound. That Toot keeps thinking was behind them. Not long there made there way to the bush. Quickly as there could there lay Scylla down and led beside her.
As there sat there with no one in sight, Toot titled her head off. Raelle understood she was talking in farspeech. She looked over and gave a thumb up.
A low continued grunt. Raelle over to there right. She back over at Toot, smiled and over back over at the soldiers. That was rush off toward the way there same. Lucky for them not noticing them. Well, she hopes there didn’t see them, if there did there didn’t care.
Once there was positive that there where gone there both picked up Scylla and rushed of toward their hideout. There manage to get there with no more interruption.
Toot handing Scylla to Raelle as he opened the hideout door.
Libba face dropped from want ever funny story she was saying with Grey once the notice Raelle carrying an unconscious Scylla. Raelle rushed forward and laid her down. Libba jumped up to help. Grey left them to it for a second and check on Toot. How looked a little pale. Guiding her off inside the other room. She figured that if she was needed there would call for her.
Libba places a hot towel against her cold skin. While Raelle checkout Scylla. Once that was done. Which didn’t take long.
“she has infection around her ankles, knees, and throat. A few cuts around her wrists but nothing else on the surface. I can’t heal the infection; her body is too overwhelmed for me to try. Plus, her other injures”.
Her voice creaking a little by the end.
Libba rushed over and placed her hand over hers. “what can you do”.
“I can link, see if I can mend her broken bones, and stop her internal bleeding”.
Libba down at Scylla with tears in her eyes.
“you can hold her while I do so, it won’t affect what I need to do”.
With that Libba placed the wet towel aside and laid beside her. Pulling Scylla over to her, allowing her head to rest on her chest. Her arm around her holding her close.
“I thought high Atlantic don’t cuddle.”
With a chuckle, “that only Bellweather’s”.
“ok, lets fix, you blue eyes”.
Raelle finally links with Scylla again. Other than her word of healing and the breathing of all three of them. Was the creaking of the flames, that lite up the whole room, while keeping it warm.
‘She sees Alder walking around her, asking her if she know anything about the wedding. Trying to link with her but her unable to do so. Quartermain doing the same. Over what it feels like days, over and over trying to get inside her mind. Without any food or water, she could feel the draining it was getting.’
Her mind jumped around. ‘Seeing flashing of her parents smile at her. Feeling of safety. Tears come to her; she couldn’t stop them from running down her face. Her mind quickly darted off Sargent Izadora Dart. Welcoming her to the Necromancy fertility.’
Just to jump again to her being back inside the cell. She could feel this time the link was more stable, but not by much.
She watched from Scylla point of view, Quartermain with two other soldiers walking inside the cell. The two pulled her too her feet while releasing her feet and wrists. But keeping a firm grip so that she couldn’t escape. She was too weak to really fight back if she wanted to. Quartermain move to her and clamped her feet together, attaching to the floor. She then attaches cuffs around her wrist that pitched her skin. A chain hooked them together in front of her. And also, above. She couldn’t move. She tried but couldn't the chain that was attach from above stop her.
She could feel the worry that dripped of from her.
And then she spoke, “leave”.
The two grands left her alone standing. Shouting the door with a click. Quartermain dragged the chair away. Making her teeth rattle. She didn’t say anything, not really sure she trusted her voice. Plus, she still had this weird gag in and around her head.
She could hear the chains rattling, when all of a sudden, she was pulled by her cuffs above her head. Forcing her to stand on her toes. Quartermain step forward.
Remember this from Quartermain mind and how she was feeling, thinking. And it sickens her to the core.
“look at you, a Spree agent captured by the military. You could have been such a good Spy, for us. But you joined us, following their order, and you disgrace the uniform. Well, I can fix that”.
She steps forward and using her knife cut the uniform not caring if she cut her flesh. By the time she was done, she was in just her underwear and Bra. Her uniform cut into pieces.
She wanted to cry. She had turned away from the spree. Even giving information over to the military. Finally allowing the army to heal her wounds. But no, there don’t want to hear it. Just want to make her squirm because she was Spree.
She could feel the blade cutting into her flesh, not shallow. She thought.
Before link started to jump.
When she meets Libba. She was gathering information about mushroom in the open library that was beside the welcome office, for first emissions to Fort Salam.
The link every few seconds would bounce. Before finally, everything faded to black as Raelle broke the link. She fell back, eyes burning her eyes.
“Grey”. She could stop her voice from creaking.
She could hear the running footsteps.
“what is it”.
“her mind it, too jumpy. Can you do anything. I can continue to heal like this”.
Raelle leaned over placed her hand on her face and pulled Libba into a kiss. Once she pulled out, she rests her head with her, “stay with her, I’ll be in the next room” she kisses her again. Before kissing Scylla on the head. And leaving her with Libba and Grey. Before she was out of the room Libba speak up.
“I call you, once Grey is done”. With a smile Raelle left. Knowing that Toot had waiting long enough to ask her questions.
****
Grey quickly links with her to get an overview of Scylla’s injures. With a sad smile she looked at Libba.
“somehow Raelle has, stopped active bleed, mended her ribs to a good point and reduced the infection somehow”.
“How is that possible, with an unstable link”.
“I don’t know, but it will help. With want I have to do. Which will not be pretty”.
“what do you have to do”.
“I have to do a deep dive inside her brain and patch her wave lengths together again. it going to take a lot of my energy. But I say, hopefully. It will only be a few sessions. But I can’t say when she can wake. Keeping her under will the best.”
Seeing Libba was about to ask her, about the sleep. There really did know each other very well.
*****
“call General Alder at once”.
The head fixer called out, while watching Sargent Quartermain be carried inside the infirmary.
******
General Alder unmissable footstep echoed around the infirmary. Her biddies following behind, but off to the side. Only watching, making sure no one came close to them.
“what do we have”.
The lead fixer approached Alder.
“there found her with two stab wounds in her upper thigh and in her belly. The thing is General we can’t wake her or access her mind. What ever seed was used it a powerful one”.
“will she die”. Her voice lower than normal.
“no, but she will need days to recover, we really don’t know. How long it will take for her brain to heal”.
General Alder straightens a little “contact General Wick, she could be able you a better timeline for her to wake. Know may I have some along time with my daughter”.
“I will check on her in the morning, night general”.
With that the biddies found their own beds. It didn’t take long for them to fall asleep.
Alder walked over to Quartermain bedside and kneeled down and took her hand.
“How far did you go, to get this kind of back lash.”