Sinister (girlxgirl)

From Dust

Green eyes fluttered open to the incoming light from the window beside her. It took a moment to shake off the sleep from her reawakening body and blinked sever times. Katarina almost believed she was in her own bed but this one was much less comfortable and the sheets that covered her were far less thick and did not keep her warm enough.

The assassin struggled to keep her breathing at bay once her memories flooded back in. Her chest heaved and severe jabs lined the edges of her ribs internally. She wanted to scream but her voice was flat and only the hollow wind escaped her mouth. She could not move. Her hands gripped the edges of the bed while her mind kept on believing that she was still in danger. Her body only reacted along. 

A machine she was hooked up to beeped rapidly from its steady rhythm a moment before she awoke in shock. It was loud enough to have Soraka burst through the door and immediately come to her side and hold her down by the shoulders. Katarina jerked herself away from the touch and kicked her legs violently whilst removing the sheets from her. Such adrenaline and panic arose within her that Soraka had no other choice but to grab a tranquilizer needle and hold it in her hand. She pulled the woman into a tight embrace but the thrashing did not end. She injected the needle into her neck and pushed just enough solution to ease Katarina and slow down her heart. It was not ready to be in such emotion yet. 

Her eyes succumbed tears as her body went limp and was rested back down onto the pillow. Her arms were positioned to her sides and the blanked she kicked off was back on her even thought she hissed for it to be taken off. Soraka ignored her and tucked the blanket under her legs and went to a cabinet to find more upon realizing that the Noxian's skin was still cool to the touch.

After doing so and going about to the sink on the corner of the room with Katarina's eyes glaring at her, she came back with a paper cup of warm water. She sat down on a stool by the hospital bed and with a hand cupping the rim Soraka held the water to her patient's lips. 

"Here, this will calm you." she said and tilted the cup to allow it to flow. Katarina held her eyes on the water and sensed the steam from the heat to her nose and slit her mouth to drink. She ended up drinking it all and coughed.

Soraka was satisfied with Katarina's acceptance and went back to the sink silently to grab some more water. The Noxian took about three cups before shaking her head for no more. It took her a while to sort things in her head after the healer got comfortable in her seat.

"I know you must feel angry and upset. Anyone would be if they were in your situation. But it is best not to over-think because it is unhealthy for the mind and body to endure such work."

Katarina wanted her to shut up. She was not 'over-thinking'. It would mean she was over-analyzing everything and thinking up thousands of possible reasons as to why. No. Her mind was set. Ashe tried to kill her. There was nothing else that needed to be said.

"Why..." she croaked and held a tear. There was nothing else she could think of. It pained her to know, to uncover the mystery of her actions. Why else would someone try to kill the one they cared about? Did she really care...or was it all just another lie.

"Why did she try to kill me?"

Soraka looked down to her hooves and crossed her legs. Pursing her lips she said the one answer that held itself long enough in her mind. "She didn't have a choice."

The fire that boiled within the Noxian died along with the expression of hatred that etched her face. Katarina paused. This was certainly unexpected to hear. 

"What?" 

"If she wanted to kill you," Soraka said again. "she would have done it months before."