One shots

Appocalypse Part 2

•Death On Our Hands~

Baz' POV~

"Penelope? I need your help."

"BASILTON WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!" The brown haired girl practically shrieked as I entered her room. She immediately was on her feet, gently taking my face in her hands as she examined my injuries.

"Who did this to you?" She asks, quite sternly which was frankly a bit terrifying. Her eyes darted to where I held my side, immediately removing my hand and tugging up my shirt, revealing my abused torso.

"God Baz, what happened?" I shook my head, not wanting to hurt my throat anymore, my voice was raspy and horrible. Plus I was stalling to avoid telling her. "Fine, well let's get you cleaned up." I smiled weakly at her as she guided me to sit on her bed whilst she fetched the first aid kit.

"Good thing I got all my girl guide training!" She jokes, making me smile a bit. She gently raised her hand to my throat, prodding her fingers around, checking for swelling. "It doesn't seem to be that swollen, which is good. Your eyes are red from all the blood though. Are you having difficulty breathing at all?" I shrugged, shaking my head.

"Okay, well then honestly the only thing ya can do is let the swelling go down. So that means no talking, and no going on missions, you can't put much pressure on your lungs at the moment. Now, let me see the other bruise." I hesitate slightly before raising my shirt.

Her eyed flinched slightly at the sight as she gently coaxed her fingers over the damaged skin before leaning away and looking at me.

"Your torso is very swollen, so what you gotta do is take a few days off to lounge around. Keep ice on it as much as you can to reduce the swelling and as long as it doesn't hurt to bad try to massage the skin, it encourages the blood flow which helps heal faster. Technically you're supposed to keep a bruise elevated so you are going to be spending the next few days in the infirmary." I nod my head, not happy at all with the situation.

"That means Agatha will have to take your place during the next mission, I'll get that all sorted out, you an stay here and rest if you'd like or I can walk you to the infirmary?" I shake my head, laying back in her bed, trying to signal I wasn't planning on moving just yet.

"Okay well I'll be back in a bit, here's some ice for your bruises, and remember, no talking! Feel better Baz." She went to the fridge before handing me a small ice package, brushing the hair from my forehead, a comforting gesture, then making her way out of the room.

I sigh, gently placing the ice pack on my side, flinching sightly at the abrasive temperature against my damaged skin. With a small sigh I decide to do as Penny asks for once, and just close my eyes, and let sleep take me.
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"PENELOPE WE NEED MEDICAL STAT!" I jump at the sudden yelling, quickly noticing the tension and panic in the air as Simon enters the room.

"WHAT? WHAT HAPPENED SI? ARE YOU HURT?!" Simon rushes past me, carrying a large item in his arms. I follow after him, finding him in the infirmary.

"I'm fine, but she's not." A small tear slipped out of Simons' eye, his voice breaking a bit as he put the bundle in his arms gently down onto the infirmary bed.

"Well c'mon, help her! Penny help her don't just stand there!"

I slowly look past Simon, my hand flying to my mouth as I see him. A gasp escapes my lips as my eyes lay upon Agathas' form, her white shirt soaked with blood, rips and tears all throughout her clothing. Her skin pale, a thin sheen of sweat and dirt covering her body. I could see the weak laboured breaths as her chest weakly rose and fell. My eyes drift down, and I notice the chunk of skin missing from her side, she'd been bitten.