Seeking Salvation

Chapter 11: A life relived (prt 2)

Author's note: Music by David Guetta:She wolf(falling to pieces.) I saw this song more like Endymion was the wolf and Serenity was the prey.

A shot in the dark.

A past lost in space.

And were do I start?

The past and the chase.

You hunted me down.

Like a wolf, a predator.

I felt like a deer in your lights.

Endymion was lost to the memories, his body to weak to ground his mind. His soul now to fragile to remain trapped within such a shattered and burned out husk of flesh. It sought refuge in the dreamscape of a time long past. He had no concept of reality, of the bright atmosphere of the operating table and the small army of doctor's now trying to stabilize him. Or of the sudden intrusion of two young teens now bursting through the wide operating room's doors.

"Back it up!" A strawberry blonde girl in odango and tails, threatened with pink energy balls crackling in her palms. The doctor's dressed in light green smocks, masks and head caps, backed up uncertainly. Raising their hands, startled and bewildered they couldn't grasp what was happening. The girl was slight, barely five feet tall, dressed in worn out hipster jeans with the knees torn out. A tight white leotard with a rounded collar that hugged her athletic frame like a glove. Her pearl white skin just peeking out along her sides, as the leotard's wider legs rode high on her hips. Her skimpy idea of an outfit an attempt to look sexy and more grown up then her thirteen year old body could pull off. A pink hoody was knotted around her waist as an accent, her sweet rounded face never able to pull off much of a bad ass attitude. Yet the unassuming and sheltered doctor's were taking her seriously enough.

"I am truly sorry, Gentleman but there really is nothing you could do for him anyway." Helio's commented lightly, positioning himself at the head of the gurney. Refusing to truly look at the burnt ruin Endymion had become, the pungent smell of chard flesh enough to turn the young man's stomach. Swiftly unplugging Endymion from his life support equipment. The pale young man was dressed in jeans as well, with a white muscle shirt tucked in and black suspenders hanging down around his square hips. His clothes were plain and easily dismissed in a crowd. Except for his bright green high tops, that gave him enough flare to stand out just a bit. Lightly tossing his head as he finished, his pale white blonde hair fluttering away from his light blue eyes he regarded his shorter partner.

"Good to go, Rini." He stated, gripping the head of the rolling bed. Clearing his throat in an attempt to keep his cool, the living corpse was so grotesque it was unsettling to be so close. He was unaccustomed to combat let alone gore, having never truly gone into the field before. Rini was just as untrained and had remained rigid before the doors, unwilling to approach the bed until he called her.

Rini discharged her balls of light into the air over her head in a cute explosion of pyrotechnics then turned on her heel and pushed the doors open for him.

Helio's ushered the bed before him at full speed, dashing down the hall at a frantic pace to get Endymion out of the hospital as quickly and quietly as possible. With Rini scrambling at his heels, her eyes darting around the startled people now rushing to get out of their way in the halls.

They exploded out of the emergency doors to the parking lot, now dressed the sky blue overalls with reflective sticker's of the Tokyo Paramedics.

The disguise suited Helio's just fine, the outfit fitting him well enough since he was close to an adults size. While poor Rini was swimming in her's. She had the arms and legs rolled up and collar hanging open and low around her upper stomach. The emergency entrance glowed behind her, while the drive way was an inky vacant black top receding downward towards a vast parking lot.