Almost Lost My Spoons
Let's Write! Daily Findings
Findings for this week's prompt!
Kitt awoke with a jump as the window by her desk was hit. It didn’t shatter, but it scared her and she crawled out of bed and checked her window. A gross splatter covered the vast majority of her window, and before it could start eating at the glass, she used a caplet of plasma-clearing on the other side and the glass dissolved as the two chemicals combined.
Quickly and efficiently, Kitt pulled a different caplet out and forced it to mold to the space that had dissolved. As the caplet split and molded to the glass, a bullet was stopped by the new material.
Kitt jumped back and grabbed her sniper rifle. A bullet already loaded, Kitt aimed for forest beyond her window. Closing her eyes, Kitt opened her mind and saw the heat signature of the other firearm and its controller. Lying on her stomach, Kitt took aim and fired through the wall below the window.
Her special bullet went through the wall, materializing on the other side, aimed for the other sniper.
She smiled with satisfaction as she heard a howl of pain and the heat signature was dislodged from the limb they were stationed on and began to fall. The scream ended when the body hit the forest floor.
A rapid succession of poundings against her door pulled Kitt from her mind and opened her eyes again.
“Kitt!”
It was Sean. Kamui must be with him.
“You alright?!”
“Fi--” Kitt began to respond, but her arm began to hurt. Her head spinning, she looked down and noticed blood pooling around her left elbow. It appeared that a bit of the goo from the window had fallen onto her upper arm and burned through her skin and into her nerves and muscle.
Grabbing her water glass from the bedside table, Kitt poured the water into her open wound. It burned and she screamed, but continued to clean her wound.
“KITT!” Sean pounded on the door, trying to break it down.
Her scream died as she ran out of air and inhaled a deep, shuddering gasp. She felt like crying. But she couldn’t. Not yet. First, she had to tell Sean she was fine. She opened her mouth to do so, but a sudden wave of nausea hit her and she toppled onto the floor. Struggling to keep her consciousness, she heard a voice from the window.
“Good. It worked.”
“Dammit!” she muttered as she felt her body being rolled over. “Who are you?” she asked once she was face up.
“I’m surprised, Kittland Cross,” the voice said. It was dark and Kitt couldn’t see a face. “I expected you to remember me.” It didn’t help that they had a hood on.
“I’ve met a lot of people,” Kitt said, trying to keep the nausea at bay while she spoke. “I can’t remember every single one.”
“However, we’ve been friends since before you were Princess…” Under the hood, a smirk appeared in the moonlight as realization dawned in Kitt.
“DeSantinero Bruns?” she asked, her mouth gaping.
“Good. Glad you remembered.” DeSantinero’s smirk widened. “Time for you to come home!” He began to kneel down and was sliding an arm under Kitt back to pick her up when the door burst open.
In the threshold stood Sean. His twin beam sabers were out and it appeared he’d cut out the locked handle to get into Kitt’s room. Kamui wasn’t behind him and Kitt could hear the sounds of swords clashing by the front door.
Upon seeing the hooded figure over an immobilized Kitt, Sean’s rage flared.
“Get away from her, creep!” he screamed, charging at DeSantinero, beam sabers ready.
DeSantiero had a choice before him and Kitt could see his frustrated look as he glanced between Kitt and Sean. He could fight Sean; a fight he’d always wanted, but his orders were to get Kittland Cross.
Finally, he decided and Kitt felt her body being lifted onto DeSantinero’s shoulder. Her open wound brushed against his clothes and she moaned with pain.
“You like that, don’t you.” DeSantiero’s smirk was back as he caressed Kitt’s rear. “You’ve always been one to like pain.”
“Shut up,” Kitt groaned.
“Put her down!” Sean yelled, but his attack was halted when DeSantinero placed Kitt between him and the sabers. “That’s playing dirty…” Sean growled.
“It’s okay, Sean,” Kitt said, glancing at him from over DeSantinero’s shoulder. “Run the bastard through. I’ll be alright.” She smiled as convincingly as she could. She was getting the feeling back in her body and she wiggled her fingers and toes.
“You can’t be serious.” DeSantinero seemed appalled by what Kitt was saying. “Even you couldn’t survive a hit by a beam saber.”
“That’s fine by me,” Kitt hissed and swung a leg back and kicked DeSantinero in the gut, forcing him to double over and Kitt managed to wiggle free.
“Now!” Kitt screamed at Sean and Sean charged. His sabers pierced through DeSantinero’s armor and into his body.
He died before he hit the floor.
Once he finished pulling his saber out of DeSantinero’s body, Sean turned to look at Kitt.
Kitt wasn’t feeling too well. She felt pale and sick. Her wound had started to bleed again. She looked up as Sean knelt before her, opening her mouth to say she was fine, but she couldn’t get the words to come out. Sh felt blood escape the corner of her mouth.
“You’re all just dolls in a game for power. Too bad he really wanted to see Kitt again.” A voice echoed from DeSantinero’s body, forcing Sean to wheel around and for Kitt to narrow her eyes through her pain to see straight. “Keep fighting. It makes the game more interesting…” Evil laughter followed and DeSantinero’s body evaporated into the air.
“Kitt!”
Kitt heard her name being called and she tried to keep her eyes open. She could barely see let alone see straight and she felt herself fall forward into a soft, comfortable embrace.
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“Will she be alright?”
“Yeah. She should be fine. Luckily, the wound didn’t reach the bone; she cleaned it before it could do any real damage.”
The first voice sighed with relief. “Good. I’m glad she’ll be alright.”
“However, she might not have use of that arm for a while…”
“Wha-What do you mean?”
“The wound was very deep into her muscles and it might be hard for her to flex.”
“But don’t worry. She’ll recover soon. She has a strong will…” a third voice chimed in.
Kitt groaned as she felt a weight on the bed next to her.
“Kitt?” That was definitely Sean’s voice.
The side of her face was caressed and she tried to open her eyes.
“Shhh!” Sean’s voice was comforting. “You’re safe now. I took you to a friend medic who stitched up your wound.”
Kitt relaxed as she registered what Sean was saying. Tears formed in her eyes and she sniffled, raising an arm to wipe her tears off her face.
“Wh-What wrong?” Sean asked, clearly taken-aback by Kitt suddenly crying.
Tomorrow I will post about the second part of the basics of building a character.
Thanks and have a pleasant day!
Tay Alexiel
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