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Kapitel 7: Das Wichtigste auf dem Server!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/75617201/chapters/218747066

Es ist vollbracht! Es hat 2 Monate gedauert, aber endlich ist Kapitel 7 am Start! Mein kleines ORI AU um die Entführung des Koffers geht weiter! Warum war Basti so gefühllos gegenüber Nooreax? Was waren die taktischen Züge? Wie hat sich Nooreax gefühlt, als er 1v3 Fighten musste? Und was passierte danach? Und wer oder was ist ORI eigentlich? Neu in Kapitel 7:

Team Omega hat den Koffer und realisiert wie hoch der Preis war. Währenddessen kümmert sich Heiko um Marcel und bekommt endlich Unterstützung von Stegi. Und Basti führt einen Kampf der ganz anderen Art und wird von Emotionen überrascht.

Ich freu mich sehr über jeden Kommentar, jede Interaktion und quatsche immer gerne über das Fandom. Freu mich auf euch!

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Whumperless Whump Event - Day 12

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Day 12 – You Make Me Lose My Breath: Wheezing / Altitude sickness / "You're not making sense."

Wheezing

He was lying in his bed, but sleep didn’t come, just as in the last three nights since it happened. Every time Youngest closed his eyes, he did just see Leader lying in the dirt after that arrow struck him. His breathing laboured, wheezing. And still Leader being Leader and asking after his well-being.

Youngest never felt so guilty in his life. He should have known better than to let his guard down… But that his mentor and best friend should pay for this. For his foolishness. He just couldn’t life with that. And it haunted him. The wheezing in Leaders breathing haunted him. He couldn’t sleep and could barely eat. The only moment he didn’t hear it, was when he was working.

So Youngest took every task, carried every load, and tried to make himself as useful as possible. Everyone tried to talk him out of it, but he couldn’t do anything. So after a few weeks were he didn’t care for himself, the wheezing that haunted him in his dreams moved into his own body.

And Youngest got seriously ill.

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~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

[friendshipmoony]

Whumperless Whump Event - Day 11

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Day 11 – Bodily Betrayal: Stomach sick / Carried to bed / "…Yeah. I can call in sick for you."

The Aftermath

He had overdone it this time.

Leader looked down at the unconscious Youngest feeling extremely guilty. He hadn’t known that Youngest couldn’t swim, but he shouldn’t have assumed. Taken what little he did know about Youngest’s past, it should have been more than plausible that nobody cared enough to teach him.

He had waited some time to make sure that everything with Youngest’s breathing stayed fine before trying to move him. But know he knelt next to the boy. Once again he gently brushed Youngest’s hair out of his face. Afterwards he lifted him bridal style, so that Youngest’s head laid against his shoulder.

It wasn’t the first time he carried the boy this way, and every time the mix of feelings that assaulted him, made him question everything. It made him soft, softer than he wished to be. Softer than his role as leader was allowing him to be.

After Leader shifted the weight of Youngest to carry him comfortably over a greater distance he made his way back home. All the way he thought about what to do and say, when Youngest wakes. But he didn’t really come to a satisfactory conclusion.

Arriving in their headquarters he called for Medic without haste, but he wanted to make sure that Youngest would be fine.

“What happened?” asked Medic seeing Youngest again unconscious in Leaders arms, both of them in wet clothes. Leader sighed: “I maybe nearly drowned him” Medic just looked at him unbelievingly, so he continued: “I pushed him into the water, to test his reaction. And then learned that he doesn’t know how to swim… it took me too long to reach him…” He trailed off.

Medic already started to check Youngest’s breathing and pulse. Meanwhile Leader had to convey his last confession. “He… he didn’t breathe. I had to give him two rescue breaths, until he expelled the ingested water and started to breathe again.”

Leader followed Medic to the infirmary somewhat reluctantly. He remembered what happened last time Youngest awoke in there, and rather wanted to bring him to his own room, if there was no risk involved. But Medic seemed to read his mind, as he said: “Please lay him down, I just want to quickly check one or two things, and then you can take him to his own bed, if everything is fine.” Leader just nodded and complied with Medics instructions, which included getting the boy out of the wet clothes. And after a short while, Medic gave him the leave to go: “Everything looks fine. I don’t think there are any fluids left in his lungs. If you want you can take him into his own room, if you stay with him.”

“Thanks”, Leader said, wrapped Youngest in a blanket and picked him back up in his arms. He then felt Medics hand on his shoulder, and Medic said: “Please don’t feel guilty, you didn’t know. And please let me know if I should take over the watch, okay?” Leader nodded and then made his way to the personal quarters, where Youngest got his own room not that long ago.

Gently he laid the boy down on his own bed. Once again he brushed Youngest’s hairs out of his face and noticed how small and young the boy looked. And he hoped that Youngest had it in him to forgive him for what happened today.

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~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

[friendshipmoony]

Whumperless Whump Event - Day 10

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Day 10 – A Warm Welcome: Coming home from the hospital / Cuddle piles / "You scared me so badly…"

The Search

They searched for three days.

Three days with maximal efficiency, basically no sleep, next to no food and a lot of emotional strain for all of them. And still there was no sign of Youngest. They weren’t even sure what happened.

After Youngest didn’t appear to his daily training with Leader everyone was instantly worried. Since Youngest joined the team 3 months ago, that never happened. Leader instantly called Medic and together they first searched their base for the boy.

They went to Youngest’s room. He was not there. But what they found was bittersweet but kind of really sad at the same time. Youngest never really settled in that room. The few belongings he had were still in his bundle. The room looked clean and impersonal.

Medic looked at Leader and spoke with a low voice: “Do… do you think he was scared that we would change our mind, and wouldn’t want him anymore?” As he got no answer from Leader, he looked over to his boss.

What he did see made his heart miss one beat. Leader clutched a shirt from Youngest in his fist starring off in the distance. Medic silently stepped next to Leader to lend some support with laying a hand on his shoulder and saying: “We will find him, and explain to him again how very much we all appreciate him being part of the team.”

Leader just nodded and spoke gravely: “We have to.”

And so the search continued and Youngest’s communicator stayed dead.   

Three days into the search Medic was worried, not only for missing Youngest, but also for the rest of the team especially Leader. Everybody was barely eating, barely sleeping. Everyone was out and about searching as much as they could.

At the end of the third day, Medics communicator suddenly came to life. “Second here. I found him. He has some broken bones, but otherwise I think he will be fine, with some help from you, Medic, some food and rest.”

The relief crashed into Medic like an avalanche: “Thank god, and thanks to you! I will prepare everything and call Leader, before he does something stupid. Is Youngest awake, is he in much pain?”

Second’s voice came over the communicator: “He is a little groggy. I have given him some pain killers. But we will be home soon.” After Second denied that he needed help with the boy, Medic went on the shortest way to the infirmary to prepare everything for Youngest.

Meanwhile he called Leader and informed him, that Youngest is on his way home, so that Leader could make his way back and then he waited for Second and Youngest.

As the doors opened, revealing Youngest in Second’s arms, Medic nearly run into them and instantly cupped Youngest head in his hands and whispered: “Oh my god, You scared me so badly… what happened? Where are you hurt?” Meanwhile he gesticulated to Second where he could lay Youngest down.

Youngest was a little disorientated, his eyes scanned the room. With a really small voice he then asked: “Where is Leader?” As if he were scared, that Leader wasn’t worried about him.

Medic looked at him with a sad smile while answering him: “He was out searching for you, nearly without breaks the last three days, he will be back soon. I have never seen him so worried before. I think you really scared him badly.”

Youngest searched his eyes and wondered: “Do you really think so? What if he is angry that I got lost?”

In that moment the doors opened and Leader nearly flew into the infirmary. His eyes locked instantly on Youngest. Only Medic did see the wet eyes of Leader as he desperately tried not to crush Youngest in a hug and instead just laid a hand on Youngest’s shoulder and said: “It is good to have you back!”

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~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

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Whumperless Whump Event - Day 9

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Day 9 – Dropping Like Flies: Multiple whumpees / Caretaking while sick or injured / "I'll get some rest soon, I promise."

Stubborn mules

Medic was organizing the stock of the infirmary, as he suddenly heard the main doors of the infirmary burst open. Leaders voice penetrated the walls: “Medic!” It sounded kind of urgent, worried, so Medic let everything lay where it was and went straight into the hallway.

As he got vision of the doors, he saw Leader carrying Youngest in his arms – unconscious. Both of them looked as if they came directly out of a burning house. Both of them full of grime, scratches and grazes everywhere, blood on hair and clothes. Youngest got a big laceration on his head, which did lie against Leaders shoulder.

Medic had a short déjà vu, it nearly looked the same, as the first time Leader carried Youngest into his infirmary. But it didn’t take long to get him into action. He hurried to the first door to the left, held it open and gestured to the medical bed in there: “Put him down there.”

He waited till Leader laid Youngest down on the bed ever so gently. He notice the glance Leader had for the boy was a mix of worry and pride. What he also noticed was the wince of Leader as the stood back up.

Medic gave him a moment and asked him then, already getting his supplies ready: “What happened? How bad is it?”

Leader sighed heavy and while he watched Youngest face, he took a step backwards: “He fell through the first floor of a burning building, while saving a small girl. I think he hit his head pretty hard, and his right leg is probably broken. I don’t know if he took any internal damage. Some burn wounds, smoke inhalation. But, I think, his breathing seems to be okay, thank god.”

Medic got to work immediately. Getting rid of the burnt clothing, he then checked Youngest pulse, his breathing, his pupils and the burn wounds. Nothing seemed life threatening at the moment.  Meanwhile out of the corners of his eyes, he did see that Leader wasn’t standing straight and winced if he moved too much.

Even while setting the fracture in Youngest right leg, he spoke to Leader: “And what happened to you?” Medic felt validated with his question, as Leader couldn’t look him in the eyes. It wasn’t the first time Leader tried to downplay his own injuries, so Medic wasn’t surprised as Leader answered: “I am fine, just a little sore.”

Medic would check that later, but for now, he wanted to see Leader resting, so he could give Youngest his whole attention, so he said: “Fine. Would you then please search yourself a bed and try to get some rest.”

Leader instantly shook his head: “"I'll get some rest soon, I promise... as soon as I know that he is fine...” Medic sighed heavy and turned around to give Leader a pad on the back, not at all surprised, that the light touch brought Leader to his knees with a barely suppressed cry on his lips.

“Yeah, absolutely fine...”, Medic muttered under his breath: “Look Leader, I have got Youngest, he will be fine. I promise. But you are a stubborn mule. How often do I have to tell you to stop keeping injuries hidden... So I am asking nicely once again... what happened to you?”

Leader looked back up at him and yielded: “A wooden beam caught me in the back.” Medic sighed and spoke with his now-no-nonsense-voice: “I will get a bed in here. You will lie down, and let me check. You know that this is dangerous, what did you think?” Leader didn’t dare to answer back on this.  

Medic could imagine what happened. Probably Leader protected someone with his one body – most likely Youngest.

What on earth was he supposed to do with the two of them?

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~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

[luna-azzurra]

"The golden child burden" Prompts

 ˙⋆✮ Succeeding and immediately wondering if it was enough or just the minimum expected

˙⋆✮ The praise that came with conditions so embedded they felt like personality

˙⋆✮ Being held up as the example and quietly hating everyone it was held over

˙⋆✮ Achieving something huge and feeling nothing where the feeling was supposed to be

˙⋆✮ The performance of okayness so practiced it became indistinguishable from actual okayness

˙⋆✮ Never being allowed to be the one who needed something for once

˙⋆✮ The sibling dynamic that was never chosen and never fully escaped

˙⋆✮ Internalizing standards so high they became the ceiling and the floor simultaneously

˙⋆✮ Being told they made everything look easy and never admitting how hard the looking easy was

˙⋆✮ The fear of a single failure dismantling an identity built on never failing

˙⋆✮ Helping everyone else because being needed felt safer than being known

˙⋆✮ The version of themselves that existed before they learned what was expected and lost the instructions back

˙⋆✮ Receiving love that felt like a performance review and learning to prefer it to nothing

˙⋆✮ Never throwing tantrums because they learned early that being difficult had consequences

˙⋆✮ The exhaustion of being the responsible one before they were old enough to be responsible for themselves

˙⋆✮ Secretly envying the one who got to be the mess because the mess got held differently

˙⋆✮ Being proud of themselves for exactly one moment before moving to the next thing required

˙⋆✮ The therapist's office where they first said out loud that they were tired and meant it about decades

˙⋆✮ Realizing the validation they were given was never actually about them

˙⋆✮ Learning that being impressive and being loved are not the same lesson and nobody told them

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Whumperless Whump Event - Day 8

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Day 8 - Are You Sure This Is Normal: Natural disasters / Scared of thunder / "We're safe in here, okay? I think."

The Fear Deep Down

The grumble of thunder in the long distance could already be heard for over an hour. And although it was in the middle of the day it was dark outside and the lights were on indoors. As the wind picked up and the rain started, Leader stood and went to the exit.

They had a small area in front of their hideout entrance, where you could watch the thunderstorm without getting wet. It was the place Leader went to, whenever this kind of weather was on the way.

He had a strange relationship with thunder and lightning. There were some missions in his past, where he relied on encountering a thunderstorm, and the chance of success was nearly zero. There were times the lightning let him down, there were times where it meant success.

And nevertheless deep down Leader was still... scared. Deep down there was this ever unsettling feeling in his gut, whenever the horizon was getting dark with clouds. He mastered this fear long years ago. He had to master it, to do his job. But the bad feelings they stayed.

To remind himself that there was nothing to be scared of he tried to watch every storm and this position in front of their home was his favourite to do so. He loved the air, the special smell that came from thunderstorm mixed with heavy rain. Even though an extra bright lightning made him flinch.

Unnoticed by Leader someone stepped outside behind his back. It was Second in Command, the only one in the team that knew him long enough to know of this special weakness of his.

As Second put his hand on Leaders shoulder, Leader needed every bit of his training to not jump. But he flinched nonetheless, because the intrusion was not expected. It wasn’t often, that somebody was at his side in such a moment.   

“Hey Boss, still waiting for the lightning?” Second asked. He had to speak loudly because the storm itself made so much noise. After Leader calmed his racing heart he looked at Second over his shoulder and answered: “No, there was more than enough lightning this time.”

Leader had to smile softly, the humour lost to anybody else, because the referred story happened multiple years in the past. Leave it to Second to lighten the mood. Leader was extremely thankful that he could trust Second in Command with this and that he didn’t make a big deal out of it.

But Second knew when it was time to lighten the mood and when he should be serious, so after he got Leader out of his head, he asked solemnly: “Are you alright?”

Leader just nodded: “Yeah... thanks, my friend.” Afterwards his eyes scanned the sky and thunder was heard anew. His shoulders trembled almost imperceptible, and without looking at Second he ask: “Would you... Would you stay?”

 482 words ~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

[maul-of-shame]

I actually recommend everyone write for a rarepair once because it completely changes your relationship with fandom. Engagement stops being numbers and starts being names. You know who's going to show up. You recognize usernames. Someone disappears for a while and then comes back and you're like “OH MY GOD WELCOME HOME.” It's incredibly wholesome. It is also deeply inconvenient when all six of you simultaneously get writer's block-

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Whumperless Whump Event - Day 7

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Day 7 - Wrong Place, Wrong Time: Panic attack / Over stimulated / "Get me out of here."

How did we get here?

The first thing Stray noticed was the smell. It smelled clean, of disinfectant, nothing like what he was used to. Nothing like the warehouse, which was the last thing he could remember. Nothing like the streets, where he used to live.

The second thing was the softness. He was laying on a bed with soft covers draped across his body. He couldn’t remember the last time he just touched something this soft. But as soft as the covers where, they prevented him from moving, which was something he did not like at all.

All of this combined made his heart rate rise. To not know where he was, was never a good sign. He tried to remember what happened, but he only had some pictures in his head, that didn’t make any sense: Of falling, of a badly hurt arm, of someone coming for him.

Did he let himself be caught? Distressed Stray opened his eyes, only to quickly close them again, as the light in the mostly white room blinded him instantly. He had to get away, this wasn’t his home turf. He didn’t know what do so here. How to move.

Blindly he reached his right arm down to the harness on his right calf where he usually kept his dagger, only to have his hand grasp nothing but air. Where was it? Where was his dagger? It was his most valuable possession... He couldn’t do his job anymore without it...

His breathing became faster and tears sprung to his eyes. What should he do? Without the dagger, he couldn’t complete any orders, couldn’t do any jobs. He would not be able to get any money to survive...

He had to get away – at once – before whoever took his dagger came back. He tried to remove the covers, but found that moving his left arm was heavier than expected. As he moved the other arm over, he found his left arm in a cast. What was happening here?

In the hectic rush to get himself free from the covers Stray only tangled himself even more. It was then at the most inconvenient time that he heard steps outside the room and his hectic morphed into a full blown panic.

He tried standing up to flee, but the covers as well as a sudden pain in his head kept him from standing. Stray fell to the floor. He tried clinging to something for support, but his hand only found a tray with a glass of water on it, which followed him down. The glass breaking in hundreds of pieces making a lot of noise was not helping his panic. At all.

His heart beat in his ears, his breathing way to fast and his eyes blown wide open. And the steps were nearly at the door.

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~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

[friendshipmoony]

Whumperless Whump Event - Day 6

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Day 6 - Down The Wrong Pipe: Choking / Seizures / "Call an ambulance, tell'em they're not breathing."

Surprising news

“I want to ask Stray, if he wants to stay and be part of the team”, Leader spoke casually while eating breakfast with Medic.

He didn’t think it would be such a surprise to Medic, who was at that moment taking a bite and started to cough violently. Between coughs Medic pressed out a short “What?” that didn’t help him and his breathing at all.

Leader ignored the coughing and tried to clarify his statement: “I want to ask the fourteen-year-old laying in your infirmary, if he wants to be part of our team.”

After there was no answer coming from Medic and the coughs getting more silent, Leader looked up to see Medic slightly panicking because apparently the bite he just took was going down the wrong pipe.

Quickly but without haste Leader stood up, took a place behind Medic, pulled him up, placed his arms around Medics ribcage and squeezed as hard as he could. It took a few tries till the food locked in the air pipe gave way.

Leader then moved his hands to Medics shoulders to steady him, while Medic took deep breaths. “Better?” Leader asked. Medic just nodded while sinking back in his seat.

“I am sorry... I didn’t think it would be such big news. But it is a good thing you taught us all what so do when something like this happens”, Leader spoke softly.

“Yeah it is, thank you”, Medic spoke very softly, “but, what the hell are you talking about? He is still a kid! You know how dangerous the job is even for full trained adults!”

Leader silently admired Medics resilience, from nearly dying just seconds ago to caring for everyone, even the Stray he picked off the streets. It was a trait he treasured Medic for. And Medic was right, if you thought about it from the outside, I looked absolutely crazy.

But Leader just nodded: “I know...” He had gone through all these arguments in his head more than enough times, but he still thought it would be the best decision. “I just... I don’t think he has anybody else... and he nearly does the same things we do, only...” he made a thoughtful pause, “only he does it alone, without somebody watching his back and without someone to train him.”

Medic looked at him. Really looked. “You care about him”, it wasn’t even a question, it was an observation. “It is unusual for you to feel so deeply and so open, what happened?”

“I... I don’t really know...”, Leader answered. It is true; he didn’t understand the feelings he had, while he carried Stray to safety. He didn’t know why he still thought about what would have happened to the boy, had he not found him on that day. He didn’t know why he started to think of Stray as Youngest. “I don’t know, if he even wants to stay, so...” He didn’t know why it would pain him so much to let the boy go back to live on the streets alone. ~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

[friendshipmoony]

Kurzer Hinweis für meine German Youtube Friends (Nur Liebe <3).

Ich bin immernoch an "Das Wichtigste auf dem Server" dran, versprochen. Ich versuche mich nur gerade an einer kleinen Schreib-Challenge auf Englisch, wo es jeden Tag ein paar Prompts gibt, um mein Englisch zu verbessern (es ließt sich im Vergleich leider echt grauenhaft).

In diesen Storys nutze ich generische Charas. In meinem Kopf sind es aber dennoch die gleichen Charas wie in meiner Main-Storys und wir sind auch im ORI Universum nur halt mostly vor der ORI Storyline (Leader=Basti, Medic=Heiko, Second=Stegi und Youngest=Noty). Falls jemand dem ganzen einen Try widmen mag, haha.

Hinweise und Verbesserungen zu meinem Englisch nehme ich gerne entgegen :D

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Whumperless Whump Event - Day 5

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Day 5 - Wilderness Experts: Poisoned / Caught in a trap / "I don't know where we are."

The Sacrifice

They had successfully completed the mission and got everything together they needed from their journey. The mood was high-spirited. While they made their way back to base and trotted through the deep forest Second in Command teased Medic and Youngest. Leader just smiled while watching their antics.

Contrary to their training nobody really took notice of their environment. Even Leader let his mind drift for a second – analysing the last mission. So it came as a surprise for everybody as Youngest stumbled over a tripwire and all of them heard the release of a crossbow.

The whole forest was instantly silent - waiting for the inevitable. The first to move nearly immediately was Leader. Leader pushed Youngest out of the way, his instinct to protect way greater than his instinct to survive.

“Nooo!” the cry from Youngest rang at the same time as the arrow struck Leader squarely in the right chest. The force of the impact knocked him directly to the ground, but there was no air in his lungs left to cry out.

Youngest crawled to him from where he had fallen after being pushed. Medic was already kneeling at Leaders side, while Second, one hand on his sword, checked the environment for even more of these dangerous traps or the one who set it.

The only sound Leader did make was a painful groan, his eyes firmly pressed shut. Medic was instantly in working mode, all feelings pushed aside: “Don’t try to move, Leader. We’ve got you.” He had his med pack out and open in an instant and began to cut leaders clothes, so he could see the wound.

Youngest just sat next to the fallen leader, his eyes blown wide open. He didn’t move, didn’t know what to do. Too scared to even touch Leader.

While Leader tried to press a word out, without having the air for it. His breathing laboured and wheezing. But still he managed a soundless question: “Y...Youn...gest?”

Medics eyes wandered only short from the arrow still sticking out of Leaders chest, to the boy sitting beside him, urging him to answer. Youngest swallowed hard, trying to find his voice to answer: “I... here, boss. I am here.”

Some tension left Leaders body, as he tried to form words again: “G..Good... u.. hurt?” Youngest shook his head nearly violently: “No. No, i’m fine. Because of you. Leader why? Why would you do that?” The tears were running down his cheeks.

He got no answer, because Leader needed every bit of energy to just keep breathing and he just got the most important information: Youngest was fine. He didn’t get hit.

~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

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Whumperless Whump Event - Day 4

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Day 4 - How Are You So Oblivious: Unknowingly feverish / Falling asleep at work / "Can you drink some water for me?"

Punishment

Since Leader had been hurt so badly and Youngest felt himself responsible for it, Youngest tried to work for two. He took every task, carried every load and even asked everyone if he could help them more.

Second in Command and Medic did see it and at first they thought Youngest needed it to distract himself from the things that happened. After the first few days they thought it was his way to cope with everything. But the habit continued even after Leader was back from deaths door.

Additionally Youngest kept being dejected; seldom anyone could see his usually happy chatty self. If talked to, he would present a happy act for about two hours, before the sad face was back.

Even Leader himself noticed his unusually behaviour from the infirmary. He was not well enough to move around yet, but he was still the leader, and all of his people were his responsibility, Youngest especially. So he tried talking to Youngest, but that didn’t have any effect.

Nobody wanted to burden Leader with it, but he did see that everyone was worried about Youngest. So two weeks later as he was allowed to move around; Leaders first move was to find Youngest.

First he went to the storeroom, and even before he did see Youngest, he heard him breathing heavily only interrupted with some harsh coughs. He was surprised, as nobody told him, that Youngest was ill.  

As he moved into the room he saw Youngest hunched over a box, looking sad and sick. Leader was annoyed with himself because he could not move as fast as he wanted. So he spoke: “Youngest?”

The one being addressed looked up with a shocked expression on his face. Leaders face softened. It was more that unusual that Youngest didn’t hear him advancing. More so as he did not try to be quiet.

But Youngest pulled himself together quickly. If Leader wasn’t sure that he saw that sad look on his face before, he wouldn’t believe anyone telling him. Youngest visibly brightened and his voice sounded even happy. “Leader! How are you? I didn’t know that you are allowed to move around. Do you need anything?”

It sounded as Youngest did sound in the past. Only the words came even faster than normal. If you didn’t know him you wouldn’t notice, but Leader did. So he made sure to ask: “All is good, Youngest. How are you?”

Youngest needed a moment too long to answer: “Oh, I am fine. I was not hurt, soo...” He had to stop because a cough shook him, which he tried to conceal with clearing his throat.

Leader stepped nearer while talking unusually softly: “It doesn’t sound that way... And it doesn’t matter if you were hurt the last time...  you know... you are allowed to be unwell.”

Youngest tried to shake his head, but had to stop, to catch himself from falling. Nevertheless he tried to argue. “But there is so much still to do”, he stuttered, “and I... I have to make up for... for getting you hurt...”

Leader smiled sadly. He did see that the boy was ill, and his words that kind of blurred together already said him all that he needed to know. Gently he put his hands on Youngest shoulders and spoke: “Please look at me, Youngest...”, and he waited till the lad complied.

“Please understand: You. Did. Not. Get. Me. Hurt! I was not attentive enough, it was my fault!” “But...”, Youngest wanted to interject. But Leader didn’t let him speak: “No but! It was not your fault. You do not have to punish yourself. Not now. Not ever. Even if you one day are the reason that something would happen to me, I would not want you to blame yourself or work yourself to death.”

Leader held Youngest eyes, making sure his message was received. But Youngest looked to the side. Leader cupped Youngest face in his hands. “You are important to the team, don’t forget that they need you, too.”

His brow furrowed for a moment, so Leader continued: “You feel really warm, you really should take a break”, he tries to lighten the mood, “or do I have to command you to?”

“No... no, I... you are right, I don’t feel so good.” The relief that he could finally tell someone easily visible in the sagging of his shoulders. Leader smiled sadly. “Then please go and lay down. Rest. I will send Medic to you.” Youngest had to cough again, but looked up to Leader with the first real smile since the accident. “Thanks”, he made the softest of responds. “Thanks for coming back to us... to me.”

~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

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Whumperless Whump Event - Day 3

A Lull in the Chaos: Bedside vigil / Checking vitals / "Can you… sing? Until I fall asleep?"

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Having faith

Second in Command took great care to wash and disinfect his hands before entering the infirmary. Medic was currently sitting at the bedside of Leaders bed, his head in his hands looking absolutely hopeless.

On silent feed Second in Command stepped behind him and gently laid his hands on Medics shoulders squeezing gently. Medic took his hands down and looked at him over his shoulders dark circles under his eyes. He had worked endlessly over hours and gave everything to keep Leader alive. Barely alive. But Medic was done, he couldn’t keep this up anymore and he couldn’t really do anything for Leader at the moment. They would simple have to wait.

So Second came to convince Medic to take a break, to eat something and get some sleep: “You look really bad, my friend.” As Medic tried to protest, he quickly shut him down: “You did everything you could, and more. It took a wonder to keep him alive, and you more than delivered that.”

To support his claim, Second in Command gently squeezed Medics shoulders again and continued: “Take a break, eat, sleep, and get yourself back together.” Once again he didn’t let Medic even get a word in: “I will get you if you are needed. I promise!” He pulled Medic up and got him in a crushing hug – a comfort they both needed.

Medic just melted in his arms. His voice was hoarse and you could hear that he had cried in the last hours: “I... I am so sorry.” Second in Command held on extra tight, willing to hold the hug as long as Medic needed it, softly whispering in his ear: “You have nothing to be sorry about, you did soo so well....”  

“But I... I don’t know... if it will be enough...” Medic murmured in Seconds shoulder, who then cupped Medics face in his hands, looked him deep in the eyes and spoke: “It will be. Thanks to you, and his stubbornness. Have faith, if not in yourself, trust him. He would not leave us, if he can do anything about it.”

For a long moment they just looked at each other. Acknowledging the others pain. Medic nodded. Then Second in Command gently guided him to the door: “Take care of yourself. Leader would have my hide, if I let you break down because of him” Second tried to get Medic to smile, but the pain was too great. Nevertheless he continued: "I will stay here and tell you if something changes. I promise.”

Medic nodded and left the room letting his head hang down. Second watched him go with a sad smile on his face. He knew Medic did everything he could, he had the greatest faith in his skill, but he knew Medic would sacrifice anything for everyone of them. So someone had to look out for him.

Afterwards Second took the chair Medic just vacated and sat down on Leaders bedside letting his gaze wander over Leaders form. Now that he didn’t have to be strong for the others anymore, his own eyes got wet with tears. It wasn’t the first time Leader got hurt this much, but it broke him everytime, because Leader was indestructible, unshakable.

Leader wasn’t supposed to be white as the bed sheets, just a shadow. Warily Second in Command reached out, touching Leaders hand, feeling for a pulse. He had to convince himself, that the body before him was still alive, because he didn’t look that way. His fingers pressed anxious against Leaders wrist.

The pulse he found was weak, but it was there nevertheless. Relief flooded him, even though he knew it beforehand. The medical devices would scream at him otherwise, but it helped him, to feel Leader being alive with his own fingers.

Softly Second in Command spoke to Leader: “I know it is hard, my friend.... I can see you are fighting, hold on... please just hold on.... everyone needs you.” He had to swallow. “Youngest wanted to leave... I had to stop him... you have to wake up and tell him yourself, that he is not to blame. The boy is so scared for you. And... and you have seen Medic. He has given everything and more. It would break him, if it wasn’t enough.”

He made a break. Thinking about what so say, a sad smile on his lips. “And you know me... i am just all words and bad humor. I could not lead them. They wouldn’t want me too. I would not want to. It is your job.”

Second laid his head down on the bed. His hand still holding onto Leaders. He had hope, had faith in Leader, but it was so hard.

~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you did see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

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Whumperless Whump Event - Day 2

Somebody's Gotta Do It: Unexpected caretaker / Touch starvation / "You don't have to hide from me.""

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The Stray

Leader has heard reports about this young kid living on the streets and running missions for food and money that some men couldn’t do. And he couldn’t really believe them. He wanted to see for himself if the kid he called Stray in his head was really as good, as he was made to believe.

As he found Stray in an abandoned warehouse the kid was really silent, but also kind of scared. As soon as the kid realised he couldn’t run, he tried to attack him with a dagger. Leader smiled to himself. The kid was good, he got fairly close before Leader could locate him and pin him down. “It seems you are as good as I heard!” Leader spoke coldly with the voice of a stern teacher.

It was then that Leader got a good look at Strays face for the first time. And he did see a laceration on the boys head and the blood that ran down his face was already dried, so he must have been hurt beforehand. Additionally he had one arm in a kind of badly made sling. The boy could not be older that fourteen.

As long a Leader took to take this information in, the boy just stared at him, shocked that he was caught and kind of lost. He let his voice get softer, to not frighten the boy any further: “You are hurt.”

It was, as if his words did contain some kind of magic, because suddenly Strays body lost all tension and his eyes rolled back in his head. Leader quickly got hold of him, to not let him fall and checked his pulse. He seemed to be just unconscious, which was a relief.

As he gently laid Stray down, Leader secretly admired how good the kid had moved even with his wounds. Other than the head wound and the arm that seemed to be broken, he couldn’t find anything major, but he would let Medic take a look at that boy. That he fainted gave Leader reason to be concerned. And Medic would be a nicer and calmer person than he is, should the boy wake, as Stray seemed to be intimidated by him. Leader was kind of sorry, that he scared the boy so much, that he felt the need to attack him. That wasn’t his intention.

While gently brushing the hair out of Strays face, Leader noticed the dirt and grime on the boys’ clothes. It seemed that nobody did care for him in the past. Maybe that could be changed if Stray was willing.

Leader carefully picked Stray up, one arm under his knees the other behind his back. The boys head came to rest on his chest.

I felt kind of right.

~~~ Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you will see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;) (Ähnlichkeiten zu bestehenden Stories sind reeeein zufällig... is nich so, haha)

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Whumperless Whump Event - Day 1

Like a Baby Seal to Water: Fishtailing / Near drowning / "I thought I was going to die."

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Author comment: I hope I will get in some prompts this year, but time is a hard constrain and there is a very special fic waiting for me, that is a priority. It is my first time to participate in such an event. As you will see english is not my first language, but I really need to practice writing english again, so if you want to help me get better, feel free to point out some mistakes :D I think my mutuals can imagine which persons I had in mind while writing ;)

Trust Fall

Youngest was so excited. It was the first time Leader took him outside without the others there. Like it was their first special mission together and he loved to have Leaders attention to himself. He didn't know the mission right now, but over the last months he learnt to trust Leader without asking any questions. And in this case he only knew that Leader wanted to show him something.

So he followed him up a steep hill already hearing the sea that must be on the other side of it. Reaching the top Leader stopped abruptly and Youngest ran against his arm, which Leader had reached out with to stop him.

Youngest looked down the cliff directly into the sea. He wondered if he would have fallen down there if not for Leaders arm. The sea was calm, yeah, the waves where moving, but it looked kind of serene down there.

As Youngest was still busy looking down, Leader spoke: “You learnt a lot in these past months and your instincts serve you very well.”

Youngest could not believe his ears as praise from leader was nearly never heard. He looked at his mentor and his face started beaming at the words like a flower in sunshine. At the same time Leader spoke further: “But nevertheless there are still things you have to learn by heart before you are allowed on more dangerous missions.”

Youngest knew that and nodded, his mood not tainted. He wanted to show Leader that he was worthy of his attention and his training more than anything. Without Leader he would still be lost and alone.

Lost in his thoughts he never saw the blow coming. Leader struck his shoulder so hard, that he toppled over the edge of the cliff. His arms flailing, he could not get a hold on anything. Just his eyes got a hold of Leaders and their eyes made contact.

The shock must have been written on his face, his eyes blown open. Youngest would have trusted leader with his life. Look where trust has gotten him again. Even while falling - the betrayal he was feeling burnt through his core.

His fall was stopped abruptly as he hit the surprisingly hard water surface and the air was pressed out of his lungs. That water was extremely cold. Youngest never had the privilege to learn how to swim. Yes in most cases he could hold his own up, but with this start, he did simply panic.

He didn’t know which way was up, he tried to swim, but couldn’t, and his lungs screamed. The urged to breathe was getting not controllable and dark spots appeared in his vision. He couldn’t believe he would die because he made the error of trusting again. That was his last thought as his vision did go black and he knew no more.

Leader stood on top of the cliff and he knew he made a grave mistake as soon as he watched the wide blown eyes of Youngest and the betrayal he could read in them. He just wanted to test his best pupil further, tests in different biomes where standard protocol.

And he had just wanted to see how Youngest reacted to the fall in the cold water. He even made sure beforehand that the fall was safe, that no rocks where below the surface. But he forgot Youngests past; there was so much he still did not know. He saw how betrayed Youngest felt and swore to himself to make it up to him.

But as he watched Youngest dive deep into the water, he waited in vain that he got back up. And it was then he realised he made an even greater error in assuming that of course the fourteen year old he trained, had learned how to swim.

Instantly Leader took of his boots and jacket and dove right down the cliff. Thank god, the water was clear in this part, so he spotted Youngest drifting below him in the water. But his heart contracted painfully as he saw that there was no movement.

Quickly he reached the boy and pulled him to the surface. Making sure Youngests head stayed above the water he swam straight for the shore, dragging him first through the waves and afterwards up the beach.

Gently Leader laid Youngest on the beach. He put his ear to Youngests mouth, but as much as he wished he could not hear him breathing. Afterwards he put his fingers on the neck to feel for a pulse, just to feel it slow and faint. Relieve flooded him. He wasn’t too late.

Putting his mouth on top of Youngest to force some air into his lungs he prayed that there was still time. Luckily he didn’t have to repeat his more than two time, before Youngest began to cough badly.

As fast as he could Leader rolled him onto his side, so he could bring up the water he ingested. Leaders hand stayed on Youngest back, making soothing circles, while he whispered: “You are doing great, get it all out.”

Youngest coughed and sputtered out more water. After he had no more to give he just laid there, his breathing still sounded painful to Leaders ears. Nevertheless Youngest tried to say something, but leader had to lean down, to hear the painful whisper: “L-Leader? I…thought… I c’d trust y…”

The words melted together, but Leader still got the meaning. And the otherwise stoic leader felt his eyes getting wet. Remorse flooded his veins, as he watched Youngest loose awareness once more. Quickly he checked his breathing and pulse again and was relieved to find both to be there.

“I am so sorry, my boy, so sorry!” he spoke to the unconscious Youngest, while he gently brushed Youngests wet hair out of his face.

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