What's Left of You

Chapter 4

Then there is was. His pulse. Slow, but still there. May closed her eyes, not sure wether to be happy or upset that he was still alive. But one thing stayed haunting her brain.

She had almost killed him.

Guilt, sympathy, terror, and remorse crashed over her as she realized what she had done. She had almost killed him.

Slipping off her jewelry as fast as she could as not to further hurt him, she put one hand on his chest over his heart, and the other on his neck, giving him more air.

She relaxed a little as his breathing evened out a little bit and his pulse quickened a tiny bit so it was now about as slow as a relaxed person's pulse.

She felt a few tears of her own dribble down her face as she gently brushed his tears off of his face. Even in his unconscious state, a few more left his eyes. May flinched.

What have I done?

She sent up a fire flare fro Solidad to find them.

He whimpered as she lightly picked up his hands to inspect for the damage she'd done.

They were heavily burned, and she suspected had she not come back into her right mind when she did, she might have destroyed some of the nerves in his hands, causing him to never be able to use them again.

When she looked at his face now, she did not feel the burning outrage that she had felt just minutes before. Now all she felt was compassion.

She lost control when she saw him. Her rage had consumed her into no less of a monster he was.

Her vision blurred with tears as she inspected the rest of his body for the wounds she had so mercilessly inflicted. He needed medical attention really soon, she knew. The only hope she had was that Solidad would feel the same sympathy she was and help him.

"May! Are you alri- oh, Arceus..." She gasped when she saw Drew's limp fame lying unmoving on the forest floor.

"Is he-"

May shook her head. "He needs help now, though."

Solidad kneeled beside May. "Let his head rest in your lap," she commanded. May did as she was told and Solidad placed one hand on his neck where May's sliver had burned him.

Taking in a long, slow breath and letting it out, Solidad's hand began to glow a light green. She held it there for a second before moving it down to his chest area. She continued doing this to all of the rest of the places eh had been hurt.

Slowly but surely, all of his wounds, burns, and bruises either healed or partly healed under Solidad's touch so all that was left was minor injuries, save for a few that would need to be treated by hand.

"He'll be alright," Solidad comforted softly. "Come on."

She gingerly picked him up and carried him to the ATV, although the whole process was semi-awkward due to his wings not being properly folded.

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Solidad, still carrying an unconscious Drew, led May down a stairwell in a restricted area of the school. To May's surprise, it led to a small room of a couple cells.

"You're... Putting him in prison?" May asked before she could think. She clamped a hand over her mouth for sounding like she cared about a demon.

Solidad nodded sadly. "I don't want to, but there's no guaranty that he won't go crazy when he wakes up. It's to protect him."

"How would it protect him?" May questioned.

"It's covered with containing magic to keep him in there." She turned to May. "Think: if he wakes up and goes on a mini rampage and runs around the school, what do you think all of the students would do to him?" Solidad reasoned.