“Fuck!” You panted as you rounded the corner to find brief refuge behind the dilapidated building. Your lungs burned as you plastered your back against the wall and knelt down for a few brief moments.
You had been on a simple solo recon mission. A quick in and out thing you’ve done hundreds of times before. Successful, you were on your way back to the Association when you had felt the massive energy fluctuation just moments before your watch could even alert you. It was like nothing you had ever felt before while out in the field. Instinctually, you quickly put out an SOS signal before ripping your gun out of its holster and rounding the corner to assess the situation. Unfortunately, it was more dire than you could’ve imagined.
Hoards of wanderers seemed to materialize, their screeches near deafening as they started attacking the buildings nearby. Your only option was to start neutralizing the threat as best you could until reinforcements came. You took aim and started picking them off one by one, knowing that this tactic wasn’t the most effective but it’s the only thing you could do. Gaining their attention, you’d been at this for what seemed like hours but you knew it had only been minutes.
Exerting your energy by dodging attacks, running to gain higher ground, and ducking when pieces of projectiles were launched your way, you knew that you weren’t going to last much longer out here on your own. As you fired another round in their direction you had briefly spotted an old building and ran towards it, hoping to get a moment to check your watch to see how close the nearest hunters were.
You turned your wrist over to look at the device only to see that it was damaged. You cursed under your breath as you pulled out your agency cell phone to make a call to Tara. The screen lit up and the words “No Signal” flashed as if to taunt you. You threw your head back and groaned in frustration before putting the phone back in your pocket and taking a quick glance at yourself. Your uniform was torn in several places and blood soaked your side where a wanderer had grazed you earlier. Everything seemed to be superficial, at least for now.
You closed your eyes, trying to think quickly on what to do now. Had your emergency signal even gone through? Was the energy fluctuation strong enough to alert the nearby Hunters even if it hadn’t? A loud screech pierced the air and the soundwaves seemed to shake the structure you were hiding behind.
You stood up, limbs aching. The weight of your gun felt heavier in your palm as you tried to ignore the fatigue. Just as you were about to come out of hiding, you heard it.
Your eyes immediately snapped up to the direction of the familiar sound. You nearly teared up in relief when you spotted Mephisto circling around up ahead. Relief was short-lived when suddenly the wall in front of you rumbled violently and you were thrown backwards as it was punched open by the biggest Wanderer you’ve ever encountered. You were air borne for just a split moment before your back smacked painfully against another wall. The impact stole all the breath from your lungs as your head was forced back from the impact. It too, smacked against the wall, causing you to see stars. Gravity was your enemy as it pulled you harshly back down to the ground. The burning of your lungs was searing as you choked to inhale a breath, your throat locked up and tight as if it would never open again. Your vision was hazy as you fought for oxygen and a fleeting thought that this might be the end for you had flitted through your panicked mind.
The ground beneath you rumbled and shook as the wanders raced in your direction but it felt as if time had slowed down as adrenaline and pain coursed through your body. Your tight throat had finally opened up and you gulped air greedily with harsh gasps as your hand trembled, reaching out to grab your gun that was laying a few inches away from you. Refusing stubbornly to give up, you gripped the steel handle and tried to find the strength to stand. You blinked the moisture and the haze out of your vision as your body screamed while you forced yourself to sit up. The cry of agony dared to push past your lips while doing so, but you refused to release it resulting in a harsh grunt that scratched your throat.
Just as you looked up to see the first wanderer to reach you raise it’s arm to come barring down, red and black mist engulfed it and it materialized right in front of your eyes. You gasped loudly at the sight and your eyes looked around frantically. Hope made your heart flutter like butterfly wings as you desperately searched for the owner of such a powerful Evol. You flinched slightly as two bodies jumped in front of you. Their faces cloaked and concealed by two identical masks but their presence was confirmation that you were indeed about to be saved from this grueling nightmare.
“Boss-lady!” Luke exclaimed, his body moving beside you on your left. His hands gripping your arm to sling it over his broad shoulder.
“Are you okay?” Keiran finished the sentence as he mirrored his brother’s actions on your right.
They simultaneously began to stand up, the action caused your body to light up like a beacon. This time, you couldn’t stop the piercing scream that shredded your throat to exert. The guttural sound made both men freeze instantly and they quickly and gently set you back down as whimpers of pain spilled from you. You didn’t even need to see their faces to know that the look they shared was of pure panic. They positioned you as gently as possible to sit as comfortably as you could be before taking a step back. Their gazes were on you as you seemed to slump down further against the wall.
“We need to go help the Boss-man so we can get you out of here quickly.” Luke informed, the shake in his voice was obvious.
“We will be right back! Don’t move!” Keiran’s voice quivered before they quickly turned around and ran in the direction of the red mist that was still swallowing any wanderers that dared to get close to you.
You watched their retreating forms as you felt your body start to turn numb, the sounds of mist and screeching seemed to fade as your eyelids grew heavier and heavier. The edges of your vision were starting to dim and you felt your body starting to sag. You hadn’t realized you passed out until two firm hands jolted you as they found purchase on your upper arms.
“Kitten, look at me!” A deep rich timber demanded earnestly. The sound felt muffled beneath the blanket of haze your mind was under. You almost wondered if you even heard it in the first place.
“Sweetie, give me your eyes!” The voice commanded. Maybe it was the tenderness or perhaps the raw desperation you heard that made it sound much more clearer this time. You knew that voice. You've heard it thousands of times before but never like this. Never this unsure and, dare you say, scared like this.
The urge to obey, to soothe the worry away from his voice had you fighting against yourself to open your eyes despite the fact that they felt like lead. You managed to flutter them open, your vision unfocused but you could make out the outline of a figure crouched in front of you and two identical figures flanking it from behind just as they closed again. Calloused fingers caressed your face with so much gentleness it was nearly heart breaking. You tried again to open your eyes, this time with more ease and your vision focused on the two crimson orbs staring back at you.
“There’s my brave girl.” Sylus exhaled, his shoulders relaxing slightly as he leaned in and placed a tender kiss upon your brow. His hand dropped down, fingers lacing with yours as he leaned back to look over your body, his eyes calculating.
“Sylus,I’m so tired.” You muttered, not really sure if you even managed to voice the thought out loud.
“I know Kitten, I know. But, we have to get you out of here first okay? I’m going to lift you and then we are going home so my doctor can take a look at you. Okay?” He soothed gently, moving beside you and sliding one arm around your waist. The other arm sliding under your legs.
“Luke, Kieran! Get the car!” Sylus grunted as he lifted you off the ground.
This time the pain jolted through you so violently, you passed out instantly.
The low notes of an alto sax were the first things you heard as you slowly came to. Your body still felt heavy but your back was slightly propped up against some of the softest pillows you’ve ever felt. You inhaled deeply, your lungs filled with the familiar air that smelled of Sylus’s cologne and his natural musk that made you feel safe and secure. Slowly your eyes opened and adjusted to the dim lighting, confirming you were in his room. A sigh escaped you as you placed both hands beside you and slowly pushed yourself up to sit completely against the headboard. The bandages wrapped around your torso and breast tightened as you shuffled carefully. You could also feel a tight wrapping around your head, your hair pulled up in a ponytail to keep the strands away.
The knob to the bedroom door turned silently and your eyes snapped to the large piece of heavy dark oak as Sylus slipped in past the frame. As soon as his sharp gaze landed on you, it seemed as if, for just a moment, time stood still. So many different emotions seemed to flit through his ruby red orbs before settling on unfiltered,unrestrained relief. He wordlessly approached you with that graceful, powerful gait that you secretly loved. He stopped just before you, handing you a bottle of water after twisting off the cap. You accepted gratefully, not realizing how parched you were until the cool liquid quenched your dry throat.
“How do you feel?” He questioned as he took a seat beside you, taking the empty bottle from your hand and placing it on the nightstand.
“Better.” You sighed as you reached out with your bandaged hand, needing to feel him under your fingertips. He stared down at your fingers moving in tandem before folding together like two puzzle pieces locking in place. A deep sigh of his own rumbled from deep in his chest, carrying weight to it that you could feel as if it was a tangible thing.
“Come here.” You pulled his hand closer to you and his body leaned in with it. You lifted your left hand to place it on the back of his neck, anchoring him to you as you leaned in to kiss his rough lips. All the tension and fear seemed to pour out of him as he set a mind dizzying pace that had you moaning softly. You pulled away first, placing your forehead against his and enjoying the heat radiating off him. He moved to place a kiss to your forehead before pulling away, bracing for the questions you both knew were coming.
“How long have I been out for?”
“Three days.” He answered solemnly. You blinked at him in shock, the air in your lungs trapped for a moment you couldn’t even manage to gasp. He stared at your expression and you finally noticed a few things you’d missed about him initially. He was paler, dark circles were beginning to form under his hypnotic eyes, and the mirthful glint they always seemed to carry was gone, snuffed out by the stress.
“Are you okay?” You asked as you pulled him close again. Placing your hand on the side of his face and rubbing your thumb tenderly back and forth across his cheek. He nuzzled into your touch, closing his eyes as he enjoyed your soothing menstruations. Turning his head, he placed several soft kisses on your palm.
“You’re never going on another mission without me again.” He said before pressing another kiss to your skin.
“The Association!” You gasped, just now remembering what you were originally out doing before the whole incident occurred.
“Don’t worry about it. I called them and explained everything. They told me to let you know to take your time recovering.” Sylus said offhandly. Meanwhile, your mind was reeling with the new information.
“YOU called the Association?” You blurted incredulously. The corner of Sylus’s lips twitched and captured your attention. You lived to see his smile, you couldn’t help but to treasure every one that he graced you with. Knowing that you were one of the rare people who ever got to see it meant the world to you and you never took them for granted.
Still, it couldn't distract you from the fact that the most wanted person by the Association just casually called them on your behalf. Your mouth practically hung open and Sylus lost against amusement as a smile graced his face.
“Relax Sweetie, last time I checked, fruit vendors aren’t high profile targets.” He chuckled softly.
Your eyes widened for a moment before a burst of laughter rang throughout the bedroom. Sylus’s eyes lit up at the sound, his smile growing as he watched you wipe tears from your eyes as you chortled. Settling down, you basked in the softness of his gaze. It reminded you of the look he once gave you on a rooftop as he drew kittens in the snow with his finger. You leaned back in, unable to resist kissing him again. Happiness bloomed in your heart as he smiled against your lips. The gloomy atmosphere was finally relenting and the playful dynamic you adored, finally back in place.
“I love you so much.” You whispered against his lips.
“Never as much as I love you Kitten.” He rebutted.
“Now come, lay back down. You need your rest.” He asserted as he pulled away and helped you lay back down. You settled against the pillows and watched as his large frame settled down with you.
You stared up at him, as he scooched in close and enveloped your frame with tenderness. His arm draped carefully over you while his other arm slid under your pillow. His tired face was close enough for you to place a small kiss to his perfect nose. His breathing evened out almost instantly. It was as if him finally knowing you were okay was the balm his soul needed to relax. You snuggled up against him further, happy and content yourself that soon you joined in on his peaceful slumber.
Finally, the nightmare was over.
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