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I don't know if dried blood on bandages needs a warning? Someone let me know it it does

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Wish awoke suddenly to dull aching all over his body. Disorientated and head throbbing he didn't even remember how he blacked out.
Just the Deelagun.
And pain.
Fire. Blood. Screams. And more pain.

Frantic he tried to get up, he had to get back into the fight! Only to fall flat with a similar feeling of walking up stairs and taking one too many steps. Except the panic that rose up didn't go away after a second, because it wasn't just a small misstep it was an entire fall.
And t was an entire fall because a simple everyday movement was suddenly taken away from him.
His leg.
Wish didn't want to look, as if it not doing so would stop it from being real. But now that he was started into awareness he could feel it anyway. Feel how his left leg from above the knee just wasn't there.
Eventually, he did look. Somehow the sight added to the clenching in his chest that didn't feel like it could get any tighter.
He'd still had the limb while he'd fallen, with the pain he was experiencing he knew that much. But then, it had been terribly burned, broken and torn apart, hadn't it? So much nerve damage, it was likely all that would save him from blood loss or infection would be to remove it.
He knew that, he understood the logic. But something about waking up to it missing, to not being there when it happened just felt violating. Like something more than just his leg had been taken from him. He knew it had something to do with failing to be there until the end. To ensure safety. To protect.
Some hero... The echo of a pained thought didn't go away just because he was no longer in the jaws of the beast.

Not knowing what was going on was something he could focus on for now. It was digging away at him and he wasn't going to sit still.
He didn't even get off the bed before Dr. F walked in. And behind him his family. Comet, Sirius and Artemis in his arms. But no Sammy. Wish didn't get a chance to dwell on that fact before Comet was throwing her arms around his neck in a very much too tight hug. Not that he was complaining. He channeled every bit of his relief into returning it.
He imagined the kids received the same treatment and he managed a weak smile into her hair.

She didn't let go even as Dr. F started speaking. Explaining what happened.
How his body was caught mid-flight so he didn't suffer further damage. How not long after that the Deelagun was defeated.
He looked uncomfortable for a moment, reluctant to go into further details. Rather he went on to list Wish's injuries, how he was going to be taken care of and how he was to not leave the room until he got that O.K.

Several cuts all over his body were shallow and taken care off. With promises off no scaring if he listened to doctor's orders.
The deep puncture in his left shoulder however would most definitely leave a nasty scar and he was to keep his arm in a sling to stop straining the already damaged ligaments.
A second-grade concussion so he was going to have to be patient with his thoughts.
And then, of course, the leg. As he'd assessed, amputated for the overwhelming amount of damage done. And there was talk of recovery plans, walking with a cane until the tissue healed enough for a prosthetic if he so wished.

It all kinda just blurred together thought. Wish was too busy on focusing on how his family was alive, alive and wasn't hurt worse than he was. Still alarmed by Sammy's presence he mouthed his name in question to Sirius over Comet's shoulder and his son nodded that Sammy was fine.
And finally, finally Wish let all the tension out of his body. So many emotions flooded in at once they numbed him. He could feel the sting of tears of relief but was too bone tired to let them fall.

Dr. F mumbled something about letting him rest and then all too suddenly his family were gone. But the monster was dead and they'd be okay.
He fell asleep.
Waking up every couple hours, startled and frantic but the view and glow of the night sky out the window calmed him every time.

Words: 730
DOWNGRADES:
+ Lost Limb (left leg)
+ Scar on left shoulder
= Story and Wish is well over 8 months old

Excuse the injury details, my dad's a doctor and I wanted to go into med at one point so I like being somewhat realistic I guess

3/2081
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Art and Wish - CherryTrabbit

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Description
I don't know if dried blood on bandages needs a warning? Someone let me know it it does

< Previously | Next >

Wish awoke suddenly to dull aching all over his body. Disorientated and head throbbing he didn't even remember how he blacked out.
Just the Deelagun.
And pain.
Fire. Blood. Screams. And more pain.

Frantic he tried to get up, he had to get back into the fight! Only to fall flat with a similar feeling of walking up stairs and taking one too many steps. Except the panic that rose up didn't go away after a second, because it wasn't just a small misstep it was an entire fall.
And t was an entire fall because a simple everyday movement was suddenly taken away from him.
His leg.
Wish didn't want to look, as if it not doing so would stop it from being real. But now that he was started into awareness he could feel it anyway. Feel how his left leg from above the knee just wasn't there.
Eventually, he did look. Somehow the sight added to the clenching in his chest that didn't feel like it could get any tighter.
He'd still had the limb while he'd fallen, with the pain he was experiencing he knew that much. But then, it had been terribly burned, broken and torn apart, hadn't it? So much nerve damage, it was likely all that would save him from blood loss or infection would be to remove it.
He knew that, he understood the logic. But something about waking up to it missing, to not being there when it happened just felt violating. Like something more than just his leg had been taken from him. He knew it had something to do with failing to be there until the end. To ensure safety. To protect.
Some hero... The echo of a pained thought didn't go away just because he was no longer in the jaws of the beast.

Not knowing what was going on was something he could focus on for now. It was digging away at him and he wasn't going to sit still.
He didn't even get off the bed before Dr. F walked in. And behind him his family. Comet, Sirius and Artemis in his arms. But no Sammy. Wish didn't get a chance to dwell on that fact before Comet was throwing her arms around his neck in a very much too tight hug. Not that he was complaining. He channeled every bit of his relief into returning it.
He imagined the kids received the same treatment and he managed a weak smile into her hair.

She didn't let go even as Dr. F started speaking. Explaining what happened.
How his body was caught mid-flight so he didn't suffer further damage. How not long after that the Deelagun was defeated.
He looked uncomfortable for a moment, reluctant to go into further details. Rather he went on to list Wish's injuries, how he was going to be taken care of and how he was to not leave the room until he got that O.K.

Several cuts all over his body were shallow and taken care off. With promises off no scaring if he listened to doctor's orders.
The deep puncture in his left shoulder however would most definitely leave a nasty scar and he was to keep his arm in a sling to stop straining the already damaged ligaments.
A second-grade concussion so he was going to have to be patient with his thoughts.
And then, of course, the leg. As he'd assessed, amputated for the overwhelming amount of damage done. And there was talk of recovery plans, walking with a cane until the tissue healed enough for a prosthetic if he so wished.

It all kinda just blurred together thought. Wish was too busy on focusing on how his family was alive, alive and wasn't hurt worse than he was. Still alarmed by Sammy's presence he mouthed his name in question to Sirius over Comet's shoulder and his son nodded that Sammy was fine.
And finally, finally Wish let all the tension out of his body. So many emotions flooded in at once they numbed him. He could feel the sting of tears of relief but was too bone tired to let them fall.

Dr. F mumbled something about letting him rest and then all too suddenly his family were gone. But the monster was dead and they'd be okay.
He fell asleep.
Waking up every couple hours, startled and frantic but the view and glow of the night sky out the window calmed him every time.

Words: 730
DOWNGRADES:
+ Lost Limb (left leg)
+ Scar on left shoulder
= Story and Wish is well over 8 months old

Excuse the injury details, my dad's a doctor and I wanted to go into med at one point so I like being somewhat realistic I guess

3/2081
______________________________
Art and Wish - CherryTrabbit

Commission Info