Hawtness - Hawtness - V1 - Chapter 20
Shadows and distorted noises assaulted my tired brain. I could hear distorted words. People were talking.
“…Venom isn’t working. It might be too late to
save…”
“…I’ll have to take her to the future, we have better medicine
there. You’ve done enough, Victor…”
“…She’s in bad shape; give me 20 cc’s of….”
My eyes opened; I was lying in the bed of a sterile, white room.
My body still felt more or less numb from head to toe. Feeling at my chest, I
found bandages wrapped around it. At least I still had a chest. Breasts as well;
I checked. They were still there.
“Ahem,” a voice spoke up, causing me to turn, one hand
still squeezing my right breast.
A man was sitting in the chair nearby. The room didn’t have any lights
on, making it too dark to see anything specific. The man’s features were
obscured by the shadows cast throughout the room.
“Is there anything else you’re concerned you might be
missing? I can assure you; it’s all still there,” the man had a strong,
masculine voice.
I snatched my hand away from my breast, blushing just a bit as I
glanced around the darkened room more. There was no furniture or decorations;
the room was sterile. The only light came from cracks in the blinds.
Chuckling to himself, the man leaned back. “You know, I
can’t tell you how surprising it was when my nephew came barging in with your beaten-up
body. My wife almost fainted. You’d think after all the things I’ve done, I would
be less prone to surprise.”
“Where- where am I?”
“Safe. You’re in a hospital right now. In the future; your
future.”
“Where’s Daltom?”
“Probably having a mental breakdown right now. That poor
kid. Grew up with so many dangerous uncles that he’s scared of hi… well, he’s
taken with you though. I’ve never seen him be so assertive, at least, not in a
good way.” He gave a thoughtful chuckle. “As he tells it, he dragged your body
back to Victor’s place while dodging
cops. Then he got more venom out of Victor to keep you alive until he could
bring you here. I didn’t know the boy had it in him until I saw it
myself.”
“Is he going to be okay?”
“Well, that depends on whether he survives my wife. She’s livid with him, even though she’s aware it had
to happen. I don’t know where he got the time machine. He has been playing with
those Gallifreyan kids again. They are bad influences.”
I squeezed the bridge of my nose. This whole journey happened;
that was the hardest part to swallow. “What happened at the summit?”
“History. Nothing that hasn’t already happened. A peace
treaty was signed; everyone went their separate ways. Well, until what came
after that.”
I frowned. “What came after that?”
“Well, you’ll go back and find out. You’ve still got many
adventures ahead of you. This is just the start.” The man stood. “I
think it best right now if I leave you to your rest. You’ll be heading back to
your time real soon and it’s easier if you are well-rested. Before I go, I was
wondering if you wouldn’t mind taking Daltom with you. I’d like to see him
straighten out. I think you are a good influence
on him.”
“Won’t that break the time-space
continuum?”
The man shrugged. “It’s already happened. I remember him
going back and spending time with us. We knew it was one day going to happen.
The question was always when.”
“What is he to me? He said his grandpa’s name was
Dalton.”
The man chuckled. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that. He’s
adopted, sort of… no direct relation, but If you had to name him, I guess
he’s kind of a half-brother? So, make sure you’re a good big sister to
him.” He turned and began moving toward the exit.
“Who are you?” I asked as he approached the door.
He turned back to me. I
couldn’t make out any features on his face. His eye color and his hair color,
the only identifiable traits someone can easily make, were obscured in the
darkness.
I could see the faintest outline of a smile though, “It’s
been an interesting opportunity to see my wife when she was a young girl once
again. I’m not saying you didn’t age well. You’re as beautiful today as you
were back then. I just couldn’t let the opportunity pass me up.”
The man opened the door, light spraying into the room, blinding
me. His dark silhouette turned in my direction. “Have fun; this is only
the beginning. Your future is going to be a roller coaster ride for all of
you.”
The door shut behind him, leaving me in silence. That was my husband? No… I couldn’t even entertain the thought. I scratched my head. The whole thing was a big, confusing mess. I lay my head back and fell asleep.