A Queen fit for a King - (König X Black Reader)

To Naples We go! (Ch. 13)

Konig POV:

"<The patient is losing a lot of blood and her heartbeat is unstable!>"

What? What's that noise? It was like my eyes opened and I found myself in a hospital. I was standing in the hallway.

How did I get here? I don't remember anything that happened beforehand.

"<Where rooming out of time! Activate the AED machine! NOW!>"

I hear doctors coming from one of the rooms, they were speaking in German. I walked up to the door and peeked through the window to see what was happening. Nothing could prepare me for what I saw.

It was her...
The patient was my sister...

My blood turned cold and my breathing got heavier. Now, I started to remember everything, the events that lead up to this. I tried to force the door open but it was locked.

"<OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! OPEN IT RIGHT NOW!>" I yelled at the doctors, it's looks like they couldn't hear me at all as they were operating.

"<Doctor, the patient's blood pressure is getting!"

No. No. No.

"Recharge the AED again!"

Just let me see her....please.

Soon the room got quiet, only flatline sound was heard. My knuckles turned white as grip the door handle. I slid down against the door as tears began to drench my sniper mask.

My mask? I don't remember having a mask on.

After the realization, everything faded into darkness. The hospital, doctors, and my sister were no more, all there was that ringing flat line sound. I cover my ears in an attempt to block it but it grew louder.

And louder and louder until...

My eyes shot open and I fell off my bed with the ringing sound going off in the background. I lay limp on the floor, it took a while to register the fact I was in my dorm room. I finally turned my attention to the alarm clock on my nightstand going off.

I turned the damn thing off and look at the time.

6:00 am. The time we leave for Naples is around 9 am. I have a good 3 hours to get ready

I sat down on my bed, contemplating the nightmare I just had.

Why now does this have to happen? I thought...I have already moved on from the past...

3rd POV:

It was 8:30 am. Everyone was lined up outside the chopper with their bags and ready to go. You were a bit disappointed you didn't get to have a nice breakfast beforehand.

If only your hair had corporated with you this morning, you would have at least managed to grab a snack.

You scan the troops who were coming along with you. There was the big-mouth soap, the wild card Horangi, the nicotine-scented Ghost, and a few more others. But you noticed someone was missing

Where's the Austrian tree-man?

Konig POV:

"And that's what happened in my dream. What do you think I should do?" I asked playing with a stress toy.

"I think you...should talk to a real therapist" Gaz said playing with one of the military dogs.

I sighed at his response. "I meant what should I do about the mission? Whenever I get these types of dreams my mind would ...clock out. Sometimes, it's hard for me to focus on simple tasks."