DoomPet

Chapter 36

"They're alive."

Elena's legs gave out with relief, and she sank down against the white hospital wall behind her, covering her face with her hands. She felt sick and elated at the same time.

Samuel was already sitting on the floor, he wasn't sure if he was laughing or trying to cry or both.

Those fucking bastards were both alive.

He felt like he was in the twilight zone. It felt so impossible, hell maybe he was dreaming.

He felt a hand touch his shoulder, and he looked up at the doctor "Thank you. I truly mean it."

The doctor gave a quick smile and nodded, before hurrying off to rest in his office.

The surgery had lasted fifteen hours in total and that's not even counting the time spent getting the two stable enough to work on.

The marauder had bones set that Samuel had never even heard of before. The sheer amount of trauma his body had endured was absolutely insane. When he hit the concrete he did die, technically. His brain was so swollen he couldn't get enough oxygen to his neurons to keep them alive. Somehow he didn't have any brain damage due to the way his horns were structured in his skull. His heart stopped but ARC had gotten there before serious damage set in.

They almost tore the city apart looking for the two, shining bring white spotlights from a fleet of helicopters over every spot of rubble. Just as the Slayer died they found the two.

The Slayer was even more of a mess than the marauder. Samuel was so glad he had called the ARC bunker and let them track their location. Luckily ARC had been waiting for the Slayer. A full staff of doctors of damn near every variety were practically chomping at the bit to treat the two males. Hell they even had an obgyn just in case the Slayer was female and the Icon ripped his uterus out or some shit. There were a few specialities Samuel thought were only made up for movies. It was ridiculous and heartwarming that the humans cared so much about the Slayer.

They had to run around the entire stage for two hours looking for his organs. All because his damn kidneys were under a slab of concrete.

Meanwhile the Slayer was kept alive in a tangle of wires.

Once they finally got his "jiblets" back, as one doctor creepily referred to his organs. They put his body back together, piece by piece.

Samuel found it poetic in a sense. Just as he was formed piece by piece in the womb he was torn apart and formed once again. This was a new beginning for the man, a rebirth. Of course, it was also ironic that the man whose job it was to rip and tear finally got a taste of his own medicine.

Samuel sighed and slowly sat up, reaching out a mechanical hand to Elena. She took it, trying to collect herself in front of the robot.

"Walk with me. Let's get something to eat."

She nodded and let out a relieved sigh, "That sounds fantastic." She paused for a second as they walked down the hallway towards the living quarters and kitchen of the base, "Dr. Samuel Hayden I do have a question."

"Oh please Elena ask whatever you wish. I'm in your debt." He turned to face her.

"What happened to the little gargoyle that was tagging along with them?"

Samuel stopped dead in his tracks, "Oh... the little gargoyle." He thought for a second, "JESUS CHRIST WHERE IS SHE?"

Que sheer absolute panic across the whole base. People were calling and looking for this little gargoyle everywhere. Samuel frantically ran around looking in every room for her. He didn't know if she was dead, lost, or just hiding.

Two hours of chaos finally ended when the cook spotted her nabbing a steak from the fridge in the kitchen.

Now at 4:31 AM, an extremely tired and stressed Samuel sat in front of the vent Daisy had snuck into once she took the steak. He held out a piece of raw chicken, "Daisy come here."

After much coaxing she finally left her safe area. Her two blades slowly peeked out of the vent and she shuffled forwards. Reaching out her neck, she nibbled at the chicken while Samuel held it.

He spoke softly so as not to scare her, "Hey. They both lived. They're recovering right now."

She paused and looked up at him.

"Yeah it's true. The doctors put them all back together-"

She leapt into his lap chirping and wailing. They were alive. Her Slayer was safe. She had followed the Slayer onto the helicopters ARC had landed at the arena but seeing his wounds she assumed he was gone. She thought she had failed her Slayer and hid in shame.

He found himself pulling her towards him and hugging her. Right now she meant everything to the robot. "I'm sorry I was mean to you in the past sometimes. I promise if you want I can take care of your blades and vocal cords whenever you want.

Daisy nodded and went back to nibbling the chicken.

Samuel doubted for a moment if she could understand him or not. Her tooth pricked the rubber of his fingertip. He put the chicken away and patted her head. "No more. You're getting pudgy, you little demon."

She chirped in complaint but could hardly be pissed at the person bearing such great news. Slowly she got off Samuel and walked back into the vent, pleased with the condition of the Slayer and marauder.

Samuel was slightly annoyed she went back in the vent, he wouldn't mind some company. He supposed that everything had been traumatic for her and she needed rest as well. A new chapter was opening up. Samuel slowly got up and walked to his room, laying down in his bed. He didn't have to sleep but he felt like he needed to rest.

He glanced over at the Slayer's broken helmet resting on his nightstand, he had made sure to grab it from the arena for the man.

He'll fix the broken visor and the slice where the Icon had opened the metal like a can opener. He'll polish it up all good and new for the man in the morning.

He laid awake for a while, fitful bouts of sleep would come over him then leave him awake, worse off than before.

Suddenly two yellow eyes peered at him from the vent above. It was Daisy, examining the man.

He stared up at her, "What do you need?"

Daisy chirped.

"You're not sleeping with me. This is my bed." He turned his head away. "Not in a million years would I cuddle with a demon."

A few minutes later, after some puppy dog eyes and convincing chirps, Daisy was snuggled up in the robot's arms, listening intently as he ranted, cried, and laughed about everything that had happened.

Slowly but surely he felt better, and soon his blue light faded to orange as he slept with Daisy in his arms.