Slugs over Love?

Returning the Favor

The floor was cool like marble against your skin. You laid on your stomach, your head against the ground, the cold giving you some sort of relief to the ache in your skull. You struggled to remember what had led to it, but the pain in your head was overwhelming. You struggled to get up onto your hands and knees, huffing as the smallest amount of effort made your head swell.

Sitting up on your knees, you bring a hand to the back of your head, only to feel a bump the size of a fist. A hiss shot out from your lips, the bump stung, but it was manageable. You tucked a lock of hair behind your ear, looking up and around to gather your bearings. It was dark, the only thing that you could see was your shackles when you brought them closer to your face. You tried adjusting your eyes, it was just too dark.

"Hello?" You called out, voice hoarse from just waking up. The sound of your words echoed off into the distance, being completely ignored. A huff escaped from you, this was ridiculous. What was the point of sitting around doing nothing. "I have to figure out where the hell I am."

Slowly, you rise to your feet using your hands as your main support, it took a lot, but you managed to finally stand on your own two feet. With shaky limbs, you go to take a step forward but are immediately drowned by the sudden light from the ceiling, one by one the lights slowly turned on. The room was slowly lit, and as it was you saw how empty it was. The ceiling was a grey, dark speckled, panelled roof. Once it met the walls, it changed to a metal, so shiny with the lights it blinded you. The floors were made of a softer floor, reminding you briefly of your time at your grandmother's dojo. Walking to the closest wall, you put your hand on it and slowly drag it across the wall, searching for any lips or cracks in the wall that might lead to your escape. After what seems like more then a few minutes, you find a thin line going from the floor to the top of the room. "Now we're getting somewhere."

Stepping back, you reach for your blaster, only to be met with air. A soft cursed escaped your lips, you were still having trouble remembering what happened before this. The more you tried to remember, the more your head would ache. But after some trying, you manage to fuzzily recall seeing someone you know before you hit the ground. Someone familiar, the image became clearer ever so slightly. A blur of red hair came into your mind, as you ached to try to recall it. Getting frustrated you bang against the wall, punching and kicking it until you felt your fatigue catching up to you. You knew it would do nothing to help you, but you couldn't help but feel a little defeated.

It's all because you agreed to help Eli. You felt shame climb into your stomach knowing that it's because you banded together with him. But after what happened at the ball you couldn't help but feel a warmth in your face around him. Resting your head against the wall, you feel tears welling in your eyes. Why the hell did this have to happen. You had to take down Blakk, but now you were crying about some guy. Tilting your head back, you let the tears fade into your eyes.

"There's no way I'm crying over this crap" you mutter, trying to regain some strength. Stepping back, you look at the wall. You were the granddaughter of the Grand Master. Nothing like a wall could keep you from your goals, and more importantly your vengeance. With newfound determination you run at the wall, full speed with no regard for consequence. Either it was you, or the wall. And you were starting to like your chances as you saw a glimmer of light flash through the crack of the wall. Right before impact the doors slid open, revealing a guard of Blakks unaware in the doorway. Unable to stop you collide with him, forcing him to crack his head on the back wall, knocking him out.

Falling onto your rear, you look around you in the hallway and let out a huff. Well, that was easier then anything else you'd done. You searched the guards body for anything to help you out. You find a blaster, ghoul slugs, and a key card. Feeling a little victorious you pull Blakks employee into your empty room, and exchange clothes with him. The uniform didn't fit well, it was baggier than expected, but it was enough to conceal your identity. You left the room, locking it with the keycard as you made it down the hallway. That was easier then expected. All you had to do was get out of this place and find a new way to attack Blakk. But Eli flashed through your head. He helped you when Twist attacked, is it fair to leave that debt unpaid? Or was it Eli that planned the attack? It seemed impossible, Eli had seemed genuine about taking down Blakk. And whether you'd admit it or not to him you had heard some stories of the famous slug slinger. By rumour he was one of the quickest to climb to the top of Blakks enemy list. But you trusted him. He showed you kindness even after your first rough encounter.

After being lost in thought for sometime, you bump into another guard. Looking up you meet his eyes and step aside, muttering a small apology. He huffs and pushes past.

"Watch it idiot. You don't want me to throw you in with that troll do you?"

Your ears shot up as you looked back towards him, lowering your voice and saluting him "Anything to help serve Blakk industries."

A snort escaped his lips, "Alright," turning around he stepped towards you, giving you a shove to the wall behind you. "Be my guest"

The door slid open, and you fell once again to your rear. Turning around you met the eyes of one familiar blue troll. He looked ragged and drained, but you know he had to know where the others were. With a swift kick backward, you sent the guard flying into the back wall once again. Grabbing the barrel of your blast, you swing and connect the handle with his head. Just hard enough to knock him out.

Turning to meet Kord you felt a smile grace your lips, things were turning out just great today. You run to his side and pull of your helmet, shaking him to rouse him. "Kord, buddy, wake up."

Slowly but surely, the blue trolls eyes opened and he managed to pull his gaze to yours. "(Y/N)?"

"Yep, now lets go find the others." You say, getting up and offering your hand.

"What happens after we do that" Kord asked, still groggy from whatever sleep he was in.

"Come on Kord, We've got to pay Blakk for all of his hospitality."