Diesel: In Dark Ruins

VI - Waking Up

Distantly I heard voices, they sounded angry and scared. I hoped my friends never let me go with someone like that again. Someone with strong arms picked me up, and started carrying me, it hurt, and every movement swept pain through me. All I could think of was someone getting my brother, I tried to use the last of my strength to tell them, "....dungeon, hurry...mik" I cried out from pain, and heard vaguely some shushing.

Wanting to try again I went to speak but there was nothing but sparks in my vision, I still didn't pass out. Why not, why couldn't I just sleep and wake up when all this was over. Instead I was being shuffled into a car, it hurt worse than the walking, and I was pretty sure that I was crying. Voices were speaking to me but nothing made sense, I couldn't see anything anymore, and I swore I felt every turn and bump as I felt the familiar hum and feel of a car around me.

For a coward the man sure did have a strong punch, I thought remembering how he ran away as soon as a single knock on his door. He thought he could corner me alone, but with my friends I was never alone. Finally the car stopped and once again I was carried rather urgently before being laid on something much comfier and softer, giving me a reprieve. Warm soft hands spread across my chest and stomach and next thing I knew my brain finally shut down as a comforting warmth spread through me.

"Misha stay with us, you'll be fine I've got you," I heard Gaia's voice then, as it brought me out from the darkness. "Don't give up, I'm right here," she insisted, but I knew I wasn't going anywhere I was too broken to stand, didn't she see that. My head was fuzzy as if I was on painkillers, but the pain was fading fast I felt so warm. "There you go sweetie," she soothed.

As the feeling of contentment spread through my body I could finally understand the voices around me, and start to think clearly albeit slowly. "Her organs were ruptured those hits were not made by flesh and bone. I got to her in time thankfully before she bled inside too much. We never should have let her go with him," Gaia sighed, guilt making her tone hushed. "I healed Mikhail we found in the dungeon too. How in the world did he get himself into such a situation...? I'm glad we found him," she added almost to herself.

The steps of pacing became prominent in the following silence, "Let her sleep Gaia, now that she isn't in danger she needs to rest... come we will talk to her when she wakes up." Iridessa calmed, then the door slowly shut with a click, leaving me in my fuzzy warmth. I waited for sleep to come again but it took awhile for it to kick in, as if something was trying to keep me awake. When it finally took me under I wondered what my new mark meant, and where Quinn was.

"The war is won, it's over. We've already discussed this Bane! No one else gets hurt, I will not turn our only safe haven into a war machine." Quinn yelled angrily covered in cuts and bruises that were slowly healing over. He sat at a conference table another man across from him, with a similar blocky jawline to Gabriel. He sat calm and collected while Quinn seethed, his hands clutching the edge of the tabletop.

Bane stared at the table in consideration, "That's not acceptable, they'll reach out again. They may wipe us out completely next time, then the blood will be on your hands, I will not let us fall because a druid is too afraid to do what needs to be done." Quinn shook his head at the man's words, Bane clenched his jaw. "Tell me how to access the ring Quinn," he demanded.

Quinn sat back down his temper slowly coming into check, "You can't, only the creator can, only the Druids." With that banes eyes widened and he stood up furious flipping the table like it was a piece of cardboard. He came after Quinn hands turned to stone, ready to fight, to kill. Quinn drew back, prepared for the fight, he thought it might come to this. The last thing anyone needed was a civil war, if he attacked Quinn would not hesitate to get rid of him.