©CRGangell aka Whitesabretooth
Chapter 6
Madeline sat patiently as the healer checked her leg, making sure the cast was doing its job and that her leg hadn‘t swollen up in the night. When he finished he picked up a syringe, she flinched as syringes in her past often went with pain and fury she wanted nothing to do with it.
“Nothing to worry about, this is just filled with all things your body is craving. This is going to sting but it won't make you sleepy nor will it make you angry. See.” He injected himself first and they waited but when nothing happened, he grabbed a new syringe, filled it from the same vial and prepped her arm. She shook her head and leant back into Electra’s body.
Electra sighed. “Fill two.” She told him and he nodded filling the two new syringes. “Pick one.” She encouraged her charge who thought about it for several moments before pointing to the one furthest from her. The healer picked it up and moved, he injected Electra then sat back and waited. When after five minutes nothing had happened Electra smiled. “See... I’m normal... now it’s your turn.”
Madeline took a deep breath, held out her arm and closed her eyes turning her head away so that she didn’t have to watch. He was quick with the injection and put a novelty band aid over the site.
“All done now.” He stood and went to leave the room.
“Are you nearly done with the body?” Electra asked.
He nodded, “just about to start wrapping her.”
“Can you take us to her?” Electra asked then lifted Madeline to her hip.
He nodded and walked them out of the room and down the hall and through double doors into a pale white room with a silver table, upon the table was a body covered with a piece of undyed linen. He left them alone.
Little Madeline turned inquisitive eyes to Electra.
“You have to meet someone.” Electra walked her up to the table and carefully pulled the linen back exposing the face of the woman beneath it. “This is the woman you’re named after.” Electra explained.
Madeline jerked startled eyes to Electra then back to the stranger before her. When Electra told her that her name was Madeline, she also told her that she was named after the woman who gave birth to her. Several tears slid down her face as she saw the brand on the woman‘s face, the same brand she knew was in the small of her back. This woman had given birth to her and had died just as she was tasting freedom all these years later.
“I want to tell you what I experienced when I met your mother. She was holding onto her life with every ounce of strength she could muster, the healers didn‘t know why she clung so fiercely. But I knew... I knew she clung for you. Just to know that you were safe, that you were free before she let the fates have their way.”
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