Warnings: Kidnapping, Implied Torture, Blood, Injury, Hospitals
Relationship: Grian/Zedaph
Extra Tags: Phoenix Grian
Note: I don't do boats.
Also hello! I've crawled out of my little hole in the ground to bring you another one shot.
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Grian sat in the bottom of the ship with his hands and ankles bound. He just waited for Sam to return. His left eye was swollen shut, the cuts on his neck were stinging.
Grian felt a wave of fear when he heard the door close. As Sam became visible, Grian tried to avoid eye contact.
"So, you have a little problem." Sam forced the young hermit to look at him, "You're no longer useful to me. So here's what's gonna happen, we're gonna dump you in the ocean and leave you for dead. And since you've not been fed properly, or watered, you'll probably die in about two hours. Give or take."
Sam then cut his ankle bonds and proceeded to move him up to the top, "Good bye Gree-on." He then pushed Grian off the side and Sam signaled his henchmen to continue forward.
It was about an hour later when a group of fishermen found Grian in his Phoenix form drenched with his feathers greyed out. They dried him off with warmed up towels, and wrapped him up in one of them and proceeded to return back to the shore.
They had made sure that Grian was breathing before doing anything else.
Hours later, Grian woke up on fluids and nutrients. He flinched when he felt someone petting his head.
"It's okay, it's just me." The calm voice said, scratching the under side of his chin, "You're safe."
Grian cracked his eyes open and tilted his head to see Zed holding him, Xisuma on the opposite side of the room, replacing his morphine. Grian shuffled his feathers and put his head under his wing to fall back asleep, knowing that he's safe once more.
