It Started In A Barn

Chapter 39

3rd Person P.O.V.

Gadget had his eyes narrowed as he still kept his blade pressed up against Ripred’s throat.

“What do you need my help for?” He said sarcastically with a low growl of irritation

“Your working to be a medic are you not?” Ripred questioned back

“Correct.”

“I need medical assistance.” He then said

Gadget clenched his teeth as he felt an internal battle going on with him. His weapons specialist side clashing against his medic side.

Ripred looked directly at him

“You help me. I'll help you.”

“And what would I need your help for of all things?” Gadget retorted

Ripred then frowned back slightly.

“Because I know something that will be coming after your pup.” He answered quietly

Gadget then paused at hearing this

Pup?

There would only be one person that would be classified as a pup for him.

“And how would I know you aren't falsifying this?!” Gadget then demanded

Ripred gave a low wolf-like growl back
“You of all people should know I would never do harm to a pup. Let alone let it get attacked by something I know about.” He growled

Gadget stood there, debating whether to believe him or not. But he did know that Ripred spoke the truth about how he deals with ‘pups’. He was the one that refused to hurt one or let another ‘con hurt one.

“Alright.” Gadget then said finally and withdrew his blade from his throat

Ripred rubbed the spot where it had been, looking mildly grateful.

“But, if you lied about all this, I will kill you this time.” Gadget warned

“Fair enough.” Ripred replied

By now everyone was gone, the two being the only ones left.

Gadget didn't replied as he slide the blade back into place under his sleeve.

“What's the problem?” Gadget asked as he pulled a medical kit from his alt.

“Currently...poisoned. Least that's how I find it to be.” Ripred replied distastefully

“Poisoned?” Gadget questioned back, not knowing something like that would affect him

“My whole self is tainted. Rather painful mind you.”

“Tainted how?”

“I believe it's mercury. It's messing with me entirely. A prime example is the fact I still fraggin have wounds from a over week ago that haven't healed yet.” Ripred stated annoyed as he looked at his arms, the dim light from the lightpost show in the variety of gashes and cuts.

Gadget frowned.

“If it's that, there would be more that it's messing with other than your healing.”

Ripred hummed back

“Correct. That's why I had you come. My morphing is fucked up terribly. To the point where it'll randomly happen as a reaction of what a dog would do, and it's seems to have practically increased my cyberwolf side. It's frustrating.” He said with an annoyed look

Gadget hesitated slightly, not wanting to end up having to deal with fighting against a massive wolf at that moment.

Ripred looked right at him