Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Redemption is not kind ❯ Oni dreams and the waking world ( Chapter 4 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Shuten managed to open his eyes again, but the effort to keep them open was a futile one. He was glad the woman was still there, he’d thought her a phantom of his fogged mind. He could still feel her touch, it was so warm. How long had it been since he’d been truly warm, not since...no he would not remember that. That had been a mistake he’d paid dearly for. He could hear the oni’s sinister laughter, a demon mocking his much deserved pain.
You will remember, A voice out of the darkness. And pay for your crime.
He found himself sanding at the edge of a village, screams filling the air...

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In the waking world...


A little while later, Yukito came with two trays in his hands, he set one on the table near the door the other he brought to her. She could see he’d also brought a third tray, this one smaller.
“...Dinner.” he said.
She motioned for him to set the tray down. He set the smaller tray on the night stand as he checked the lines and the needle.
“He hasn’t awakened yet...”
“Only for a moment or two...” She said.
He adjusted the drip on one of the lines in preparation.
“Well at least he’s not screaming.
“Not yet...” She said. “and his eyes were only open for a moment.” She noticed the three syringes on the tray. “Sedatives?”
He picked up one of the syringes, checking the dose.
“Only one is, the other two...one is Morphine the other is an antibiotic...He probably hurts like hell, hense his body switched off the lights, and who knows what he fell into when he got soaked.”
“If it was one of Argo’s moats I could give a list...”
Yukito prepared the first syringe, antibiotic. Then the second, morphine.
“...Sen you know if the other Masho find out he’s alive they’ll come looking...” He said as he used one of the ports on the I.V. Line to inject the antibiotic. “...There, that should head off any infection.”
“I know...but its a risk we’ve taken with all those Kaos brought us...”
Yukito repeated the action with the morphine. He didn’t like using such an antiquated drug, but their patient was over four hundred years old and probably the most advanced medicine he’d seen was leaches and blood letting.
“He looks young...couldn’t have been more than seventeen or eighteen when he was recruited.” He said, setting the sedative aside for later.
“But how long ago.” She said. “I could pass for young woman in the mortal world...”
“We should ask when he’s clearheaded enough to answer...” He said. “Now you should eat, you’ll need your strength.
Sendril silently nodded and dug into her food.