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A Trade- Chapter 10

Welcome welcome to Chapter 10! New Updates include: Names! These were requested in asks, but I'll collect them here.

Leader is known as Sparrow, but her real name is August

Hero2 is known as Atlas, but his name is Jaden. His nicknames are Jade and J.

Hero3 is known as Crimson, but his name is Isaac.

Medic was once known as Arata. After the incident with the girl in the fire, he quietly changed his name to Yoru. His real name is Akito, though his friends call him Aki.

Villain is known as Frenzy, though he didn't hide his real name, Liam.

Supervillain is known as Spite, though his real name is Theo.

I'm so excited that they got they names now! Many thanks to @shydragonrider for giving me a chance to test em out before officially declaring them as well as suggesting several. I am planning to go back through some of the latest chapters and edit the names in, since the change comes so late.

ANYWAYS mans needs pain. Enjoy!

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Tagging: @shydragonrider @equestrianwritingsstuff and @stuck-in-this-mortal-form

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It was three a.m. and neither Aki nor Isaac was willing to leave the medbay. Aki sighed. “He’ll be waking in a few hours. We need to think about what to do when that happens.”

Isaac turned, placing down his basket. “He’s going to struggle again.”

Aki nodded, waiting. As he expected, Isaac continued. “He was strong. Panicking, but strong. If it’s only the two of us, I might risk hurting him to hold him down.”

Aki nodded, thinking. “If we limit his range of motion, would it be easier?”

“Yes.”

Reluctantly, Aki spoke. “Then that’s what we must do.”

And so, with Isaac’s help, he helped shift Spite’s body, leaving him leaning mostly on one side for now, leaving his injured shoulder untouched. Aki checked the bandages once, but thankfully none of the wounds reopened.

Isaac stared in silence, watching the man on the bed shiver in his sleep. "Is he… okay?"

Despite a growing fever, he was. For now.

They settled in their chairs for the night, content for now.

Spite was restrained awkwardly because of his injured back. One wrist was tied to the rails of the bed, far from his shoulder and face. The other was secured to a loop on the bottom of the bed. There was a band looping the top bars of the rails, near his calves. He wasn't technically restrained, but he wouldn't kick out if he struggled, either.

Three hours later, Spite's eyes opened. 

Slowly, as his eyelids lifted, a confusion filled them. They travelled slowly for half a second as his fever-addled mind struggled to comprehend.

Cautiously, Aki and Isaac shared a glance.

A sob made both of their heads snap back to Spite.

It was obvious that he'd tried to get up in a haze, only to drop back down, not only because of the restraints but from the pain as his healing wounds were torn once more.

Aki fought his voice until he was sure it was stable. Keeping it gentle, he approached slowly. "Spite?"

The man in question whimpered, writhing under the restraints. “D-Don’– No… Please… Please no, I c-can’t.”

In a moment of clarity, he recognized one of the faces floating above him. “Y-Yoru– Please, I’m- I’m sorry, please-”

Aki hesitated for just a second. “You’re safe, Spite. You’re safe. We are helping you.”

The fever seemed to spike once more and Spite let out a horrible wail, jerking at the restraints. “G-Get it off, please get it off me!”

Sweat poured down his flushed face.

“Please don’t leave me here!”

Isaac closed his eyes. Aki took a slow breath.

"We're not leaving you anywhere, Spite. You're safe in our medbay." 

Spite sobbed louder this time. "Then- Then why am I on- on fire?"

"Oh- Oh god," he whimpered, going pale despite the heat radiating from his skin. "Please, no."

Aki took another step forward. "Spite?"

He caught the supervillain's eye for a moment, and groaned inwardly as he saw a rising panic in those eyes.

"Please d-don't burn me," Spite sobbed, wildly straining against the restraints.

Before Aki could intervene, he shuddered, exhausted yet still trying to push his body away from the sensations he perceived near his back. "I know I don't d-deserve it, but please, it hurts!" he wailed, yanking with as much force as he could muster against the strained fabric of the restraints.

Isaac spoke up. "You're in the medbay. Hush, you've reopened your wounds."

He realized his mistake when, instead of calming at someone addressing him as if everything was normal, tears welled in Spite's eyes as he screamed once more, trying to move away from Isaac and Aki.

Aki swatted his hand away as it approached the IV, pulling the restraint further away. Spite whimpered, wide eyes following Aki's hands. 

Those eyes filled with more tears as he looked up, imploring Aki to help. "Please n-no…" Sweat poured down his face, though he flinched away when Aki reached over to wipe it off. 

He threw himself back when Isaac approached too quickly, weakly huddled in one corner of the bed. 

Breathing heavily, he struggled until he was too exhausted to fight them anymore. Weakly, he tried to pull away as Isaac and Aki pressed gentle hands onto his arms, coaxing him back into his original position. 

Aki took yet another syringe from his pocket, removing the cap and injecting it into Spite's IV.

Spite's eyes were fading, eyelids slowly drooping as he watched Aki helplessly. 

"N-No…" he whimpered one last time. "Please, make it stop. Please… don' hur' me…"

Silence once again.

"Isaac?" Aki spoke after a long moment.

"Yeah?"

"Get the bacitracin cream. His wrists have friction burns."

A silent nod. A departure.

Aki sighed. Again, Spite had spiralled into panic uncontrollably.

"We have to get this fever down," he whispered.

[shydragonrider]

Poor Spite.

A Trade- Chapter 10

Welcome welcome to Chapter 10! New Updates include: Names! These were requested in asks, but I'll collect them here.

Leader is known as Sparrow, but her real name is August

Hero2 is known as Atlas, but his name is Jaden. His nicknames are Jade and J.

Hero3 is known as Crimson, but his name is Isaac.

Medic was once known as Arata. After the incident with the girl in the fire, he quietly changed his name to Yoru. His real name is Akito, though his friends call him Aki.

Villain is known as Frenzy, though he didn't hide his real name, Liam.

Supervillain is known as Spite, though his real name is Theo.

I'm so excited that they got they names now! Many thanks to @shydragonrider for giving me a chance to test em out before officially declaring them as well as suggesting several. I am planning to go back through some of the latest chapters and edit the names in, since the change comes so late.

ANYWAYS mans needs pain. Enjoy!

---

Tagging: @shydragonrider @equestrianwritingsstuff and @stuck-in-this-mortal-form

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It was three a.m. and neither Aki nor Isaac was willing to leave the medbay. Aki sighed. “He’ll be waking in a few hours. We need to think about what to do when that happens.”

Isaac turned, placing down his basket. “He’s going to struggle again.”

Aki nodded, waiting. As he expected, Isaac continued. “He was strong. Panicking, but strong. If it’s only the two of us, I might risk hurting him to hold him down.”

Aki nodded, thinking. “If we limit his range of motion, would it be easier?”

“Yes.”

Reluctantly, Aki spoke. “Then that’s what we must do.”

And so, with Isaac’s help, he helped shift Spite’s body, leaving him leaning mostly on one side for now, leaving his injured shoulder untouched. Aki checked the bandages once, but thankfully none of the wounds reopened.

Isaac stared in silence, watching the man on the bed shiver in his sleep. "Is he… okay?"

Despite a growing fever, he was. For now.

They settled in their chairs for the night, content for now.

Spite was restrained awkwardly because of his injured back. One wrist was tied to the rails of the bed, far from his shoulder and face. The other was secured to a loop on the bottom of the bed. There was a band looping the top bars of the rails, near his calves. He wasn't technically restrained, but he wouldn't kick out if he struggled, either.

Three hours later, Spite's eyes opened. 

Slowly, as his eyelids lifted, a confusion filled them. They travelled slowly for half a second as his fever-addled mind struggled to comprehend.

Cautiously, Aki and Isaac shared a glance.

A sob made both of their heads snap back to Spite.

It was obvious that he'd tried to get up in a haze, only to drop back down, not only because of the restraints but from the pain as his healing wounds were torn once more.

Aki fought his voice until he was sure it was stable. Keeping it gentle, he approached slowly. "Spite?"

The man in question whimpered, writhing under the restraints. “D-Don’– No… Please… Please no, I c-can’t.”

In a moment of clarity, he recognized one of the faces floating above him. “Y-Yoru– Please, I’m- I’m sorry, please-”

Aki hesitated for just a second. “You’re safe, Spite. You’re safe. We are helping you.”

The fever seemed to spike once more and Spite let out a horrible wail, jerking at the restraints. “G-Get it off, please get it off me!”

Sweat poured down his flushed face.

“Please don’t leave me here!”

Isaac closed his eyes. Aki took a slow breath.

"We're not leaving you anywhere, Spite. You're safe in our medbay." 

Spite sobbed louder this time. "Then- Then why am I on- on fire?"

"Oh- Oh god," he whimpered, going pale despite the heat radiating from his skin. "Please, no."

Aki took another step forward. "Spite?"

He caught the supervillain's eye for a moment, and groaned inwardly as he saw a rising panic in those eyes.

"Please d-don't burn me," Spite sobbed, wildly straining against the restraints.

Before Aki could intervene, he shuddered, exhausted yet still trying to push his body away from the sensations he perceived near his back. "I know I don't d-deserve it, but please, it hurts!" he wailed, yanking with as much force as he could muster against the strained fabric of the restraints.

Isaac spoke up. "You're in the medbay. Hush, you've reopened your wounds."

He realized his mistake when, instead of calming at someone addressing him as if everything was normal, tears welled in Spite's eyes as he screamed once more, trying to move away from Isaac and Aki.

Aki swatted his hand away as it approached the IV, pulling the restraint further away. Spite whimpered, wide eyes following Aki's hands. 

Those eyes filled with more tears as he looked up, imploring Aki to help. "Please n-no…" Sweat poured down his face, though he flinched away when Aki reached over to wipe it off. 

He threw himself back when Isaac approached too quickly, weakly huddled in one corner of the bed. 

Breathing heavily, he struggled until he was too exhausted to fight them anymore. Weakly, he tried to pull away as Isaac and Aki pressed gentle hands onto his arms, coaxing him back into his original position. 

Aki took yet another syringe from his pocket, removing the cap and injecting it into Spite's IV.

Spite's eyes were fading, eyelids slowly drooping as he watched Aki helplessly. 

"N-No…" he whimpered one last time. "Please, make it stop. Please… don' hur' me…"

Silence once again.

"Isaac?" Aki spoke after a long moment.

"Yeah?"

"Get the bacitracin cream. His wrists have friction burns."

A silent nod. A departure.

Aki sighed. Again, Spite had spiralled into panic uncontrollably.

"We have to get this fever down," he whispered.