Viscious

Blackmail.

          *let's start with Kellan again*

          I halt with the saw just touching bone as a screech fills the room. My face contorted with horror, followed by fury as I realize it is Keenan messing with me. I shake my head and start again, wincing as I push the blade through the bone. Her little leg shakes at the force, but she is still out. Despite the tourniquet, there's still mess and it eats at me to see it. To see her like this. To do this. If I hadn't, she would set up sepsis. She would have died. In a way, I saved her life. It certainly does not feel like it.

        Finally, through the bone the rest goes smoothly and the offensive rotting area is removed. My hands still shake aside place the saw on a nearby bag and use a clean part of my arm to wipe my sweat. Keenan immediately gives another injection and goes to perfecting and closing off the area. Removing small fragments around the should be knee area and gluing before closing everything. It feels like it has taken a century, and Alina is paler than I'm comfortable with. I knead her hip area and whispers to her, well more to myself. I relent and Keenan and I begin talking about Alina's behavior, and the events that have taken place.

            "Her ass out...like dead out..." Keenan grumbles as he finishes up. "Her color isn't great...shot...for sugar..." He lowers his voice in concentration again. "When, or if she wakes, fluids. Fluids and food. I can give her stronger antibiotics, to be safe. That leg is some shit. If you hadn't tied that off l, she might have had worse trouble. She feels fevered, not doubt she is definitely infected. Rabies? I'm really not thinking, maybe just wacko from the dehydration-infection-being eaten alive situation. Near death experiences and bad infections can cause wild behavior."

           "How-how do we wake her?"

            "Well, typically it wears off on it's own. We gave her a nearly lethal dose to paralyze her. Her pulse os there, and somehow that I'm not certain, she is breathing. She should've probably needed oxygen or CPR. The sedative in her should've given her apnea I'd have thought. I was prepared, but she breathes." He shrugs. "We did it. We saved your little corspe bride. Why you want to keep it after you obliterated it, I don't know, but for now she lives. She's not in the clear yet though."

           We clean up, careful to keep as much blood as possible off the floors. Keenan disposes of everything tp a science, even taling time to go outside to torch the foot and calve while I shower Alina. I place her newly bandaged leg on the edge, so it can't fall in, and I use the shower hose to wash her as she lays. I take my time, letting the steamy water rinse away all the filth and blood. Vomit. It's hard to believe the being on the shower floor is the same one that played in the rain two nights ago. Laughing, healthy, mischievous.

          "She about finished?" I jump.

          "Yes. I was just using the warm water over her muscles and body to keep her temp up. She feels cold..."

           "Get her out, dry her and let's take a look at the rest of her. I noticed tons of nicks, cuts, bites, bruising, and something is definitely up with the arm.  Nose too. Man alive..." Keenan groans. "Should've just thrown this whole bitch away."

            "Not an option."

            "If she dies here, you get one hour before I knock you out and toss her out somewhere. She smelled bad enough, I'm not going to smell her decay farther. Freaking foot ruined my appetite."  I huff, but don't engage. I know what I have here and she will heal, I hope. She will be back tp herself soon.

            I cocoon her in towels and use the hair dryer to work through her hair, cleaning the brush I borrowed afterwards and flushing the hair that came lose. With her hair dried and pillowy, she already resembles herself a bit more. I hesitantly unwrap her to let Keenan inspect and bandage. He immediately works on her face, grabbing her nose and manhandled it. He is not gentle, and it irks me that he is taking his frustration out on her in such state. I consider myself the only one allowed to cause her unnecessary harm.