Son Of Nyx

The Big Bad Poltergeist

I slowly regained consciousness, looking around with blurry vision. After a few minutes, my vision cleared enough to see Chase lying in the bed next to mine. He didn't look too good.

Destiny sat on the bed to the left of me, bandaging the dagger wound on her arm.

I looked at her, and tried to sit up but a pain in my head pulled me back down, I groaned "What... happened?"

She looked down at me. "Worry about it when you're not injured."

Chase groaned to my right but otherwise, he didn't say anything.

Destiny scowled in Chase's direction and stood up, walking over to his bed. She unbandaged one of his wounds and jammed her finger inside.

Chase bellowed in pain, writhing on the bed. He spit blood in Destiny's face, baring his teeth at her.

Destiny wiped the blood from her face and slapped him across his face. She turned on her heel and stalked off.

I looked over at Chase "Are you okay?" I asked.

Chase grumbled something inaudible before losing consciousness, his body going limp.

I looked up at the ceiling, my head was throbbing, then someone walked into the room.

It was a kid about my age maybe a little shorter, he had light brown hair and really light blue eyes, my guess was that he was either a doctor or some sort of medic; because he started changing the bandages on Chase and put a cold wet cloth on his head.

"Who are you?" I asked with a raspy voice.

The boy turned to me "I-I'm Micah..." the boy whispered quietly.

"What are you doing here?" I asked curiously.

"They sent me to check on you guys." Micah replied, grabbing a roll of bandages.

"W-who's 'They'"

"My brothers..." he looked around as he said it. "Listen... I'm only supposed to change your bandages, if they hear us talking I'll-" I cut him off.

"What happened last night?"

"W-what do you mean?" a confused face was planted on Micah's face as he took the bandages off my hand.

"What was that glowing thing over my head... you were there right?"

"Oh, yeah I was there... you got claimed." Micah explained.

"Really!? By who?!" I asked excitedly.

"No shh, you're gonna get me in trouble."

"Sorry... who claimed me." I asked a lot more quiet than before.

"Nyx..." Micah finished wrapping my hand and left.

I was paralyzed with shock and confusion. 'Who's Nyx... I've never heard of her...' I thought to myself.

Chase groaned again, opening his eyes slightly. "I'm gonna kill her..." he growled, ripping the cloth off his head and tossing it on the bed.

I looked over at him "Calm down, grumpy..." I grumbled trying to block him out so I could think clearly.

Chase turned his head to look at me, anger written all over his face. "Grumpy?!?! She just stuck her fingers in my wound!" he growled at me.

I rolled my eyes, and looked at him. "I have a question."

"Yes?" he said, a little irritated. He was definitely in a bad mood.

I hesitated "Never mind..." I looked back at the ceiling.