Chapter 11: Down Where It's Wetter!

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I rolled over, and the mattress squeaked underneath me. Something touched my shoulder. I stirred, and groaned.

I was allowed to sleep in one of barracks for the last few days rather than the med-bay. I ended up shuffled into the room that Arrow, Taiga and Jenette shared. Which I originally felt bad about, but they did have the room, and they made sure I was welcome. The barrack was a large rectangular room, with stone walls, celling and floor. There were four cheap metal framed cots that lined the walls, though they could easily fit two more in there. Other than those the room was empty, but I didn't mind. It was much easier falling asleep knowing that there was someone nearby; it was always safer to sleep with someone rather than alone in the war.

"Hey, come on you got to get up," someone said to me.

I looked up, my eyes still blurry, "What?" I mumbled.

"Come on we got to go."

I rubbed my eyes, allowing me to see that the person who had woken me up was Arrow, "Where are we going again?" I yawned.

"It's moving day remember," Arrow said.

My eyes snapped open. I had almost forgot. Today was the day that we left this small outpost and started heading towards their HQ. Everything had been in order and ready to go last night; these guys were really fast packers. It seemed like almost anything that was brought to the base was gone over night. Not that there was much to pack in the first place.

"Right," I mumble, "Give me a second, to get my wheel walker."

Dr. McClain, and Taiga had fitted me with, something...I forgot the what it was called, but I called it a wheel walker. It was basically a special kind of boot that had wheels on the bottom, but it attached around my knee. Allowing me to stand up without putting pressure on my injuries. In all honesty I was just glad to be out of the wheel chair. Sure, my balance was still all out of whack, because of my missing arm, but it was a step in the right direction.

"Alright," Arrow nodded, "You need a hand?"

"Very funny," I deadpanned, but I wasn't really mad at her. Both her and Christin loved puns.

Arrow giggled, "I'm sorry, I couldn't resist."

I finished clipping on the wheel walker and slightly stumbled as I got to my feet, well foot. Arrow was at my side ready to catch me if something happened. Which was something I was thankful for and embarrassed by.

"You good?" Arrow asked.

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Good, now back up," Arrow said.

She walked towards the bed I was previously sleeping in, and I stepped back. When these people said to back up, I listened. Arrow, flipped her wrist upward and with a blast of wind the bed flipped over too. She was quick to do it to two of the other beds leaving only one standing.

"Why you do that?" I asked confused, as we walked out.

"To make the place look abandoned," She answered.

I raised a brow, "Why I thought this place was hidden?"

"It is, but you can never be too careful. Remember we've kept our people mostly hidden for millennia, if there one thing we know it's how to cover our tracks. We leave the place like this, so if in the highly unlikely possibility of someone outside of our inner circles were to get in here, they wouldn't find much."

"You guys are really serious about not being discovered, aren't you?"

"We do have our reasons, Bucky."

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