Remnant Viking

Chapter 29: Rigged From The Start

*Home One Hour after Rescue*

*Jurgen's Pov*

I have no idea how this happened. I thought that I would be taken home but no. Here I am in Neo's home. Watching in silence as her dad is making dinner for the five of us. Yes, even Samantha is staying over here. Why? Cause apparently, my parents are being spineless, and Samantha's parents are fine with her sleeping over. My protection? BLEH!

Y/N: "You okay Jurgen? You look like you were forced to clean the bathrooms barehanded."

Jurgen: "No....I'm fine.... It's just..."

Y/N: "Yeah I know. I'm fine with you two staying over for the night. Hell maybe for the next day or so. Must be hard for ya being in a house that's mostly women. Trust me. You'll learn to roll with it."

He turned his back on me and resumed cooking. Speaking of girls. The three of them went out to buy some stuff. They said they were getting sleeping bags for us kids. It annoyed me being called kid by Neo's parents. They are only like 5/6 years older than us! I grunt in annoyance again.

Y/N: "Okay. What's wrong kid? You're grunting like a marine back there."

Jurgen: "What? No...Uhm.."

He sighed and put the bread in the oven as the steaks started to sizzle. He sat down at the table opposite of me. Damn it...I should've gone with the girls!

Y/N: "You sure you're, okay? Those kidnappers didn't do anything to you did they?"

Jurgen: "Besides forcing us in a van? No not really. Just what you might expect. I mean...they did hit me a few times."

Y/N: "WHAT!? Where!? Why didn't you say anything?"

Jurgen: "I'm fine! It's just a few bruises!"

He got up and went to that locker next to the front door and began rummaging through it.

Y/N: "Where did they hit you?"

Jurgen: "Why do you care?"

He looked at me slightly annoyed.

Y/N: "Cause your Neo's friend. Like I'm gonna just let you suffer on my watch in my home.

Jurgen: "Thought you didn't care about much?"

Y/N: "What gave you that idea?" he sits next to me with some green box. He opens it to reveal some medical supplies, I guess.

Y/N: "They probably hit you in your ribs. So, take off the shirt and I'll treat your wounds."

Jurgen: "No..."

Y/N: "Jurgen. Do it. Best to get it over with."

Jurgen: "I don't really trust you..."

He sighed again and closed the box. He gets up and resumes cooking.

Y/N: "So be it then. I'll get Yang to treat you. She has a hard time being gentle. Or would you rather have Sammy or Neo to do it?"

He calls her Sammy? Weird.

Jurgen: "No...No...I'm fine. I barely feel anything."

Y/N: "I just realized something. Why didn't you kids have any weapons? I know Neo has her blade and pistol. You have those shotgun axes and Sammy has... what was it? Oh right. A Crowbar Nail Gun. Does she want to be a Huntress or Construction Worker?"

Jurgen: "Honesty. With her? I don't know anymore."

Y/N: "I like her but sometimes... Still doesn't answer my original question. Where were your guns. You kids should've been able to fend them off long enough for someone to help you."