Justice is Swift But Vengeance is Sweeter (A Judge Frollo Fanfiction)

Fateful Hallucanations

 (Sorry I haven't been updating, this chapters a bit long but trust me, you'll like it, thanks for reading and voting guys, means a lot!)

Nikolas awoke to the sounds of screaming, making him nearly scream himself as he jolted from sleep, looking around wildly, had something happened to Healia?! Had they found all of them? As his heart nearly leapt out of his chest he pulled out his knife, glancing around to find he was alone, well, other than Frollo. That's when he noticed Frollo wasn't completely well. Frollo was drenched in sweat, writhing on the cot, groaning and moaning and even screaming at times. Nikolas swiftly knew he had to get Healia; this wasn't good, was something infected? Was Frollo delusional? Throwing off the blanket from the Judge he swiftly turned to the ladder, he'd have to go to her tent. But, something made him freeze, if he went in the Court of Miracles he had a bigger chance of being seen...and being killed. Was he really going to throw his neck into the rope for Frollo? He didn't want to, but, if he got worse and screamed louder, wouldn't that bring curious folk about to the area? Then he'd be a sitting duck. But on the other hand if he gagged Frollo he wouldn't be able to scream, making his job easier, besides if he was delusional would Healia really be able to help him? Nikolas paused, glancing at his sleeping area where his blanket waited then back at a writhing and screaming Frollo lay like a madman. Finally Nikolas growled and took his cloak, darting up the ladder before rushing to the Court of Miracles, hoping and praying that Healia was going to know what to do. Checking for guards he kept his knife on him, ready to fight anyone who gave him trouble. He had to get to Healia's tent. Crawling in the secret entrance she'd shown him he froze, waiting five seconds for any guards or traps before darting silently though the maze of tents. Healia's tent wasn't too hard to find but once he did he certainly regretted it. Lying beside Healia was Esmeralda, both sisters cuddled close on the cot. It was sweet in a way, but at the moment it only posed dangers. Healia lay closer to him, making it only a little easier. Taking slow steps to her he nearly tripped on a bundle of white fur, finding a little goat on the floor, asleep. He silently cursed the animal in Greek, saying he'd probably cook it if he wasn't on a mission. Going around it he slid a hand over her mouth, keeping her from screaming. Leaning to her ear he whispered softly.

"Healia, get up." Her eyes sprang open and she sank her teeth into his flesh, making him bite back a wail of pain but she hastily released the pressure of her teeth, looking at him in shock.

"Nikolas?" She breathed. He bobbed his head, cradling his hand gingerly. It hurt horribly but he managed not to make a sound. Beckoning her to get up she nodded and slid out from under her sister who made a sound of protest. Healia smiled and kissed her sister's forehead, prying her arms off her neck before swiftly sliding off the cot, nearly falling on the goat. Nikolas bit his lip hard in worry, watching Healia move inch by inch away from the animal. Once both Esmeralda and the goat were clear they rushed out, dodging two guards before going to the graveyard where they could speak freely. That's when Nikolas made a sound of pain.

"Ooowwww! Who bites people?!" He cried, gesturing to his bitten hand. She shrugged.

"You're the one who put a hand over my mouth, if I couldn't scream that was honestly my second reaction. Besides, it's not like I punctured skin, I've done a lot worse when I was little. Clopin did it once when it was my birthday." Nikolas rolled his eyes and Healia crossed her arms. "Okay, why did you bring me out here?" He snapped his fingers.

"Ah, yes, Frollo's gone insane. He's sweating and writhing like a crazy person, want my advice? Let's drop him off at some doctor and let it be their problem." Healia's eyes grew wide.

"What?! He's sweating and writhing? You idiot that means he's probably in fever?!" She yelled, running to the hideaway with Nikolas on her tail. And sure enough, Healia found him tossing and turning, drenched in sweat. Rushing over to him she put a hand on his forehead, yanking it away almost instantly. "He's burning up, I need to get feverfew and cool water. He seems to be infected somewhere." Lifting the blanket she instantly when to his leg, finding sure enough it was oozing pus and swollen around the edges. She touched the corner with her nail and he screamed as pus seeped. Nikolas wrinkled his nose.