Healing Survivor

The pain was sharp, sudden, piercing, enough to drive anyone mad, and the blackness was smothering. His breaths were sharp and short, though he desperately tried to pull in more air through his nostrils. He wanted to wake up from this nightmare... or was he dying?

"...acques...! Hang... there!"

Voices. Calling to him...

"Jac... you... hear me?!"

He couldn't answer. He wanted to scream.

"Come... buddy! ...can't... die... on me!"

Louder, lighter, easier to breath...

Jacques' eyes peeled open into the brightness, and he blinked away the sharp brightness of the dawn, wincing in pain before opening his eyes again.

"Jacques? Jacques, can you hear me?" Garin's unmistakable voice came, and Jacques turned his eyes to the source.

"Gar...in..." he said, then coughed harshly, wincing in pain. "What... What happened to me?" he asked as he started to sit up.

"Jacques, no!"

Pain! Sharp, unbelievable pain! Jacques cried out in agony, and Garin quickly laid him back down, letting his friend calm down a bit before speaking again.

"Jacques, you've got to stay down... You... You were stabbed."

"Stabbed?" Jacques asked, his eyes fixated on the ceiling, trying to remember. "...Dominic."

"Yeah." Garin said. "He got you when your back was turned. The boys and me... we thought we lost you back there."

Jacques chuckled weakly. "Hate to burst your bubble, pal... but you're not getting rid of me that easy." Garin smiled.

"You should rest," he said. "But before you do, there's someone here who needs to see you..." Garin stood and moved aside, and he was replaced by a red, silky furred Xweetok, whose presence caused Jacques to smile.

"Ann..."

"Ssshh..." she said, taking his hand and holding it tightly. "Try not to talk, save your strength." Jacques chuckled a bit, then coughed as a result.

"Yes dear..." he joked. Ann smiled.

"You rest, Jacques..." she said. "I'll stay with you... Sleep... But don't you dare die on me!" Jacques smiled.

"Got no reason to die..." he said quietly. "I'm already in heaven... This close to you..." Ann blushed and ran her hand through his sweat ridden hair.

"You rest now..."

Jacques couldn't help but take her advice, her velvety soft voice putting him to sleep like a mother's lullaby to a newborn. Garin quietly left the cabin, leaving the two alone, but once he closed the door, he turned in rage towards the horizon, his eyes turning into icy blizzards.

"Dominic, you'd better find the deepest hole to slither into, because either way you are gonna PAY!!"
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Gonna start a small story series with pictures as something of teasers. In short, Jacques has been stabbed in the back, though he survived miraculously, and Ann is comforting him.

Comments please!!!

Garin and Jacques © Neopets

Ann and Dominic © Me