The Truth of Us: The Rebellion

Ch 18. Choose to Change

Lucinda

Ugh. I hear beeping and the air is cool. I keep my breathing slow and don't allow my eyes to twitch as I listen in the darkness. Crap I'm in the hospital and I can sense the elf near. Imma play dead. Will that work? No wait. Soul form. I am in so much trouble. I open my right eye and look over and see the elf sitting in the chair asleep. Adorable really. My retainer is like a puppy when I'm hurt. Well if i can just unhook myself from all these wires and some how get outta this dome they put me in. I can run away before I die.

I glance around and suddenly his eyes are wide open and he looks pissed. "Lucinda Isabella Étoile you let your anger get the best of you."

"Yes. Yes I did." I say flatly looking at him like he was a nagging mom. I stare at him not really listening to him yelling at me. Again.

"When you get that mad you get careless to your surroundings! I mean you could have killed an allie or went unstable or blah. Blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah. Uh blah blah blah blah!" He says as he paces around the room knowing that I can't move any limb due to the dome over me.

"Hey so um how about letting me go now?" I say cutting him off. Which only made him madder. "You know elfy. Getting mad like this is very bad. You don't want to get careless now would we?"

He stops and composes himself. "You have been asleep for over three days and if you where to get out right now you would be in pain or your Soul Form would be unstable. So you are staying here with me. Which is why I'm here." He says looking at me.

"Wait three days. It was a day or two... WAIT! When did James leave?" I say trying to get up realizing that I might not have had a soul for band on Friday.

Elfy looks at me and smiles evilly. "It's Friday about 10 p.m. your time."

I groan really loud and try to sit up. Only resulting in my whole body shaking and my hands and feet twitching.

"If you had went back to your realm in the condition you where in, you would have only done harm to your physical body. Yes I understand going days without your full soul over there is tiresome but you are the one who used the spell. Plus you where throwing up blood for about an hour and kept having surges of magic." He says walking over to me and allowing the dome to fall off. The wires that was laying against my skin also fell off with ease.

Davaseal is a really good doctor. This burns to admit but like a damn good doctor. In the magical realms, you have the option to learn many things at one time thanks to spells that help you read faster, and using the realms time differences to your advantage. So as well as only being 24, he is much older then what he seems. Plus being an elf, he can live a lot longer. Like a lot. The elf is also a master in wind and its evolved forms. He has an above basic handle on the other elements as well and is a master at ranged weapons but can fight hand to hand. The worst part is, this bastard is my retainer. Also known as a handler. And he has been since he returned to the rebellion when I was about 14 ish.

A dull pain creeps through my body and I don't move. Elfy puts a bucket beside my bed. "Puke in here." The helps me sit up.

A sharp pain courses through me and he hands me the bucket.

After throwing up more blood, I sit there for a second and feel a pain in my neck. I glance at him with a look of hate.

He smiles at me and takes the bucket and sits it on the blood and hands me a damp cloth. "The shot won't put you to sleep. Stop with the look geez." He says as he sits on the edge of the bed and places a hand to my forehead and I can feel he was using a spell to check how I was.