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Revenge (Part 2)
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Lucevkin Dreams Medical Emergency (Part 1)
-Conor-Conor was the first to wake. He slowly woke up holding his head with his hands as sat up carefully. He remained still for a few minutes as he tried to figure out what had happened. I went to confront father and the Generals so I could try to get Joanne back and then everything escalated quickly… They said they were going to do an interrogation on her- Why? What happened after that? He thought a few more minutes as his head throbbed. Before I could even begin to fight back, the command was issued to for me to be punished. Octavian and Michael! Those bastards attacked me! It’s all black after that… He looked over to his right and he saw Bart and Joanne. They are both here. But wait…Joanne looked different but he couldn’t figure out why. Something’s off about her…He took her left hand as it dawned on him as to why she looked different. “Oh no! They didn’t…” He whispered shaking her shoulder roughly. “Joanne! Joanne!!” She started to stir slowly. Conor reached over Joanne and sho
Lucevkin Dreams Medical Emergency (Part 2)
-Conor-With lightning speed, Conor disarmed Michael’s sword and slashed his throat. “You fucking bastard! I only wish I had more time so I can torture you like you truly deserve.” He left the room quickly rushing down the hall passing many servants as he dashed to the servant’s stairs as the blood dripped off the blade along the floor. He quickly ran down the stairs and made his way into the small dining hall and through to the kitchen. Please don’t be dead. Please don’t be dead. Please don’t be dead! Please hold on! Hold on for me Kay!Many servants and soldiers stepped quickly out of his way as he passed by them with an icy death glare in his eyes. He snapped the keys up off the hook as he proceeded down to the dungeon. “Kay! Answer me!” Conor shouted as he looked into a couple open cells right in front of the stair landing. He saw several empty rows with cells on either side. He turned to the left and down the corridor he saw a couple closed off cells of the left side of the main
Lucevkin Dreams Medical Emergency (Part 3)
-Conor-“I want him killed!” Conor shouted coldly. “Torture him! Like he tortured her! And then kill him slowly. Peel his skin off after you boil him! It’s only fair for what he has done to us!” Michael laughed lightly as Conor became even more enraged. “Let me fucking go, father! I’m going to destroy you, Michael!!” I’ll rip your throat out and stomp you down to the bed rock! I’m going to enjoy getting rid if you, you piece of fucking trash!“I’ve heard enough out of you, Michael!” Zachary snapped unamused. He turned back to Conor. “We cannot kill him even if he might deserve it. But I will personally punish him myself. Guards seize him immediately and take him to my apartments. It’s time for you to learn an important lesson in retribution, Michael. Further, bring Beatrice; she is just as guilty in this case.” Zachary commanded firmly. “Octavian, please send for Roger immediately. Tell him it is an emergency; We will see if we can save your Mistress, Conor.” After many of the guards
Lucevkin Dreams Medical Emergency (Part 4)
-Conor-“Good call, Conor. She’s really messed up and she is going to desperately need those fluids. After that, I need you to go to the smaller cabinet and in a blue box there are medicines that she can have.” Bart paused as he pressed along her ribs to check for breaks “I need the one called Hypoxinate. It’s a pain killer and sedative. We are going to dose her up really good on it until we can get her completely fixed up. I still need to check her organs out.” He looked over at Joanne. “We need a bag of blood and the bone stitcher, all her ribs on this side are cracked or broken. But before that, I need to check her organs to see how close or if she is in organ failure.” Joanne handed him a purple handheld device that had a medium-sized bell-like attachment that he moved over her heart and then lungs. “So far, so good.” Joanne disappeared into one of the offices and reappeared with bag of blood. She placed it in what looked like a microwave and entered a code. As the machine turned
Lucevkin Dreams Medical Emergency (Part 5)
-Conor-“No, it’s water and a couple other trade ingredients. It’s painless.” Bart advised as he laid Karen back down. “This might hurt though despite the pain medicine…” Bart placed his palms below her ribs and pushed her back into the table. “Push down on her belly, Conor. I want to make sure we get that salve in there so we can get her back fixed. But remember to be gentle because I still have to address that issue.” Conor set the jar on the floor and placed his hands on her now softer belly and then looked over at her face as he pushed down to make sure she didn’t wince. I can’t think about my attachment to her. I have to keep it together. I have to help fix her. “Well, she didn’t make any faces when I pressed her ribs in or when you pressed down on her, so she isn’t going to feel anything. We drugged her up really good so that’s in our favor.” Conor nodded as he and Bart worked in tandem. Doesn’t hurt to be careful.“That should be enough now. Let’s see how we did…” Bart advised,
Lucevkin Dreams Medical Emergency (Part 6)
-Bart-Three hours later, Karen’s back was completely filled in with all the new muscles. Bart and Roger were starting to replace the lost skin. “Bart, go sit down. You look like you’re about to fall over.” Roger commanded snatching the derma stitcher from him.“No way! She’s my patient and I’m not done with her until she’s completely stitched up.” Bart countered, snatching the tool back. He looked over at Joanne and Conor. Conor was asleep sitting up with his head propped up on his right hand. Joanne was sitting in his lap curled up with her arms crossed over her chest.“No, Bart. If they are exhausted, then I know you are. Let me finish her up so you can rest a bit.” Roger refuted sternly trying to take the stitcher back.“No way! I said horrible things to her, Roger. I scared the hell out of her and made her afraid of me. This is my penance to apologize for those awful and cruel things I called her.” Bart snapped angrily. “It doesn’t take back those words, but it will help me feel
Lucevkin Dreams Slow Recovery (Part 1)
-Karen-I had been hearing voices float in and out of my mind for a long time. Panic, anger, fear and every other emotion a soul could feel. I felt like I was floating in the clouds as I felt very little pain. That can’t be right… Why so many voices? Why so many emotions?My eyes fluttered open as lights shone down on me. It made it hard to keep my eyes open as a man with black hair and glasses was watching me silently. Something squeezed my right hand and I lazily swung my head over to that direction, but I closed my eyes again. I’m so exhausted. Who is that man? I don’t think I’ve ever seen him before. Slowly, I was starting to feel some pain in my upper back and my lower belly. That’s starting to really hurt now... I could hear several voices talking excitedly around me, but the words blurred together as I struggled to figure out what was going on.It felt like an hour passed by as I slowly became coherent. I clumsily sat up on the table trying to remember my last memories. What ha
Lucevkin Dreams Slow Recovery (Part 2)
-Karen-A shiver woke me up sometime later. I sat up slowly and saw that my blanket had fallen to the ground. I had the sudden feeling eyes were on me. I looked down to the cot and saw Conor watching me. I carefully slid off the table and picked up my blanket. He scooted over and lifted his blanket. I added my blanket to his and slipped onto to the cot next to him. The cot was small but much more comfortable than the metal table plus adding Conor’s amazing warmth made me even sleepier. I held onto him as I snuggled up to him and we fell asleep again.The hours seemed to crawl by as I tried to sleep as much as I could. Roger was trying to get me to eat but I wasn’t hungry. I was tired and extremely depressed. I only wanted to sleep since that was the only thing that helped me not feel. Whenever I was awake I would cry and stare at the walls. Bart and Conor also tried to persuade me to eat but I just rolled over and lay on the cot thinking about our baby. A few days later, Roger told C
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