hamish fanfiction 1.3
Catarina thought, if she was right, Hamish would start convulsing in a few a hours, then he would get paralyzed, and eventually, his diaphragm would stop working, and her teacher would die of suffocation.
- Mister Duke! you need to wake up !
As the man didn’t move an inch, she decided to slapped him across the face. His eyes opened a little.
- We need to get you safe, okay ! Can you move ?
No answer, but a roar got her attention on the fight performing behind her. The other man was beheaded, and the werewolf, gone. Catarina tried to carry the unconscious man, without much success.
- Well that’s great! How the fuck am I supposed to get you to safety, if I can’t even pick you up huh?
Eventually, Catarina manage to bring the man to her dorm without getting too much attention. Once home, she went on to nurse him, and decided to take the most of the situation. As she went through his stuff, she found a staff card. “Hamish Duke”, she read, “Well, you got yourself in a all lot of trouble”
A little while after nightfall, Hamish woke up in a room he didn’t recognised, the only thing he remembered was the forest, and being stabbed by one of the Order’s asshole. “Where the fuck am I ??” he whispered, praying not to be locked in the basement of the organisation. He tried to get out of the bed he was in, but fell on the side table, which resulted in a tremendous crash, “ So much for discretion”. He got out of the room, limping because of his wound, and bumped into Catarina, who said:
- I’m glad to see you’re better.
- Yeah, um, I’m gonna go.
- You got stabbed.
- Oh yes ? I didn’t pay attention. I need to go, my friends must be worried. I’m going to the ER.
On that note, he passed next to Catarina, which grabbed him by his arm:
- I don’t know what kind of trouble you’re in, but no one gets stabbed for no reason.
Hamish freed himself, and passed her door.
Since that night, Catarina didn’t leave her room without a poisoned dagger which could change a werewolf into its human form. The girl passed her weekend in Belgrave’s library, looking for earlier occurrence of werewolves attacks in the local press. Of course most of the older editions weren’t digitised which meant Catarina would have to visit the local archives on Wednesday. Monday came and she got to philosophy class expecting to see a substitute to the substitute teacher. She was absorbed by a book called “The Self-Body Problem in Descartes and Malebranche”, and didn’t give much attention to the teacher entering the class before the bell rang, signaling the start of the course. Catarina look up while closing her book, at the desk, was standing Hamish, who looked completely fine, as if Friday’s night had never happened.
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