Vile Exile

Chapter Twelve

Author's PoV

With a deafening scream, the rehabilitation nurse ran out of the room, The amount of pent up bloodlust was sending Sage over the edge of sanity. It was only natural he lost control during 'smooth and small stretches' with his new steel prosthetic, he felt fine. Better than that actually, he almost topped over with excitement in using his strong military-made arm.

As he stood there, his fists raised in front of him in a fighting stance, a few rehabilitation patients looking over at him with furrowed brows of confusion "Don't you think you should be taking it easy." The chilling voice of Amelia shook through the building, a few males and some females staring at the 'destroyer of worlds' as Sage likes to call her "don't you think you should be minding your own business." He responds seriously, lowering his fists beside him, he turns to face her fully now "Fair enough. I came to check on the bean but I thought I'd see if you were making any progress." She says as she walks towards him, her hand on her bump which is increasing in size drastically "Progress. I can kill a giant in the condition!" He cheers, raising his fists in victory, a sharp pain echos through his body as Levi prods his side, he falls to his back "Don't fool yourself." The smaller male growls before turning to Amelia and offering his hand out "Levi Colhart, a pleasure to meet you formally." He smiles, Amy shaking his hand and smiling back "Amelia Cassidy. Pleasure is all mine." The Silk responds softly, shocking Sage an incredible amount.

After regaining his movement, Sage stood. His veins basically pulsating out of the sides of his temples, as he grabs Levi's collar he tightens his fist around the material "Do you want a fight pretty boy." He growls, his wrath getting the best of him, it wasn't that which shocked Levi though, it was the nickname he had just used for the marksman "You just took half an hour to stand back up after being poked in the side. Stop being reckless Sage." Amelia hums, The swordsman dropping Levi In response he turns and walks away, his hands now tucked into his pockets "whatever. I'm going to stretch in peace. Don't want to be around your annoying presence any longer, Destroyer of worlds." Sage responds in a sulky manner, Amelia stepping forward without thinking "I'm sorry who's the actual destroyer of worlds!" She shouts back, the swordsman freezing immediately, Levi snaps out of his trance and stares at the two as Amy realises what she had just said.

Without another word, Sage continued to walk away, his hands clenched beside him whilst Amelia groaned and lean forwards "Damn it! Stupid Amelia!" The silkian growls.

Sage's PoV

Standing in my hospital room, my hands raised in front of me in a fight stance, punching my metal fist against a punching bag my old Rehabilitation Nurse gave me, the bag splits where I had just punched "You really have to get those anger issues under control." Looking up at Levi I sigh, turning I unwrap the bandages from my fists "What is it with you and always checking on me. I'm not a child." I respond, earning a laugh from him I look out the corner of my eye at him, a real genuine smile plastered on his face. Looking down and clenching my jaw as my cheeks darken I shove him slightly "Hey don't swerve my insult." I growl, his laugh dying down into a chuckle "You say your not a child but every time something small goes wrong for you, you storm off like one." He explains, my eyebrow twitching ever so slightly as I turn to face him fully now "Are you picking a figh-" I begin, being cut off by him as he raises his hand "No I'm not picking a fight. And before you call me 'pretty boy'. Do you mean it?" He says sternly, my eyes widening slightly "Pardon...?" I ask, genuinely confused by his question "Do you actually think I'm pretty or are you teasing me. Are you playing a trick to piss me off." He responds, all the air in my lungs vanishing within seconds, my chest tightens "I see...-" he goes to walk away before I catch his wrist.

Watching as the silver haired marksman turns to face me, his grey eyes meeting my Azure ones "Of course I meant it. You idiot. You piss me off so much I gave up on trying to be nice. Insulting you with compliments was my only second plan." I say sternly, my face serious, my brows furrowed whilst my hand held his wrist tightly "You always seem like you want to kick my ass, Who knew you was so shy." I laugh as I lean forward, He scowls and hits me "I can still kick your ass!" He shouts, laughing I grab his shoulder before pulling him into my chest he tenses "Dammit. Guess I was caught again." I whisper, tilting my head back I close my eyes.

Authors PoV

After being released from hospital and cleared for active duty, Sage pressed for Hugo to get a mission, he craved the need for killing a dangerous criminal or someone who is suspected for something bad. It was an unusual crave but what do you expect from a golden psychopathic species.
Things between Levi and Sage stayed private. They refused to go public with their feelings towards each other until Things returned to normal for the squad. Levi, as the squad knew, stay by Sage's side constantly whilst the swordsman was at the hospital, which meant during the nights after the two confessed to each other, they could spend time together, it usually wasn't in either of their natures to enjoy mediocre things such as laying in bed cuddling and going out for meals but whilst Levi gave Sage company during his time of recovery, it quickly became natural for the two to lay in the hospital bed together.

Sage's constant need for a mission was starting to worry Hugo, as he sat at the table, his jaw rested in the palm of his left hand, his metal prosthetic pressed to his chest whilst he leans on the table, you could see the psychotic thoughts racing through his mind through his eyes, nothing scared the squad more than the fear Sage might lose control and accidentally burn the Jistilen planet to a crisp.

It was starting to irritate Amanda that the swordsman's knee wouldn't stop shaking, his adrenaline radiating off him like heat off of a fire, a blue liquid that smelt of gasoline dripping down the corner of his mouth expressing just how obsessed he is with wanting work "good news guys, we got a mission." Hearing those words come out of Hugo's mouth sent a jolt straight through Sage, jumping to his feet he immediately grabs the 'handlers' shoulders, unaware of the pain he had just caused Hugo, not knowing just how strong his metallic arm is "Are you serious!" He shouts rather than asks, Hugo nodding with a strained smile, Saga's arms go straight j to the air as he leans back "Score!" He cheers.