The Slave: A SetoSorcerer/ ClassicPsy/ Waglington Story

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fyre HQ Attack

Okay...long chapter. You guys win. And I'll even say the word count.

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Tom walked in, seeing Wag laying on the floor with blood puddled under him. Tom gasps.

"O my god," Tom said as he ran over. He fell to his knees beside Wag. "James! JAMES!" Wag didn't respond. Tom looks behind him seeing the remains of some fight. He looks back at Wag. Tom gets up and goes over to the counter. He searches through the cabinets and drawers, trying to find something that could help but all he found was a knife. He takes off his cloak, cutting it up into strips, he can hear Wag's heavy breathing, it was uneven and sort of faint sometimes. He goes over to Wag, he moves Wag's arm around his neck, sitting him up besides he could and he takes off Wag's jacket, putting it on the floor. He wraps Wag's stomach best he could. Wag's shirt is stained with blood, his wound is still bleeding profusely. Tom is considering his options, he could try to save him or let him die, they are miles away from civilization. 'He won't make the trip, I know he won't. But I can't let him die.' Tom thought as his eyes water. Wag suddenly coughs, he leans against Tom. Tom puts his arms around his brother.

"James," Tom said. Wag coughs again, coughing up blood. "James...James, I'm...I'm gonna try to save you. You--"

"T-Tom?" Wag weakly asks. Tom holds Wag hunched over, he holds him up so he doesn't fall forward like he is going to if Tom wasn't holding him.

"Yeah...Yeah, it's me. It's me. You'll be okay, just hang in there. I'll get you to Vixen quick." Tom said. Tom kneels down, his arms going around Wag but he grabs Wag's coat, putting it over his shoulder as he helped Wag stand. Wag's knees give the moment he put his weight on them. He collapsed into Tom. "James!." Tom falls backward, holding him in his arms. Wag coughs.

"S-Sorry..." Wag mumbled.

"It's okay. It's okay. I'll put you on my back." Tom said. He got out from behind Wag, he puts Wag's jacket on him, having to help with the sleeves but he could see large bloodstains on the jacket. Tom helped Wag stand again and he let him fall onto his back, picking his knees up. Wag rests his head on Tom's shoulder as Tom went as fast as he could. The rest went on as a blur for him, he could barely remember what happened, he remembers Tom mumbling something, a spell and his eyes open seeing the ground shrinking. Meaning that Tom must be flying. Wag closed his eyes as black spots took over his vision, he was losing feeling in his limbs, then he passed out.

Tom felt Wag's body relax making him worried. He moves Wag's arms over his shoulders, as well as his head just so he could keep an eye on him. It took about five minutes, Tom has increased his flying speed which drains his mana pretty fast. He felt as if he was gonna pass out along with Waglington. But he stayed afloat best he could, wobbling and swaying every now and then till he saw Fyre HQ. He gave a weak smile, he flew down towards the ground, his mind wondered as his vision blurred. When he came back, he almost crashed into the building, but he was going so fast that when he moved, he went straight through a window, he and Wag hit the floor. Tom groaned, he picked his head up, looking over at Wag who was still unresponsive. He quickly got up to his feet, his legs giving in under him making him fall forward, almost passing out once he hit the floor. His hands ball into fists, he groans. He hears footsteps echo through the hallway on the left and hears a gasp.