Tournament of the Wraiths

Dean and Sarah were walking into the arena, Sarah with a determined and nervous look on her face. Dean however...

“Billie jean is not my lover...” He quietly sang as he moonwalked into the arena.

Sarah cast a slightly annoyed glare at him, “Could you at least take this seriously?”

Dean quickly looked at her with a somewhat crazed look on his face, “What’s that? I can’t hear you with all my class.”

She raised an eyebrow at him, “Since when did ‘class’ and ‘douchiness’ become interchangeable?”

“It became that way when I could do this.” Instead of moonwalking, he began to moonrun to the center of the arena.

~Meanwhile~

Michael was staring at the screen. “How in the ever lasting FUCK is he doing... THAT!?

Alex turned towards him smirking. “He turned the moonwalk into a moonrun. I think he just beat you in terms of epic.”

Michael looked at him. “I think he beat all of us.”

“The day I see him make an entire universe his bitch is the day he beats me.”

A very faint, “Keep telling yourself that world-fucker!” was heard from somewhere not far away.

Alex cupped his hands over his mouth. “BITCH PLEASE, EVERYONE IN AZEROTH KNOWS I MADE THAT UNIVERSE MY BITCH!”

“There is a difference between making something your bitch, and having it become one out of sheer, insurmountable terror that you might do it again!”

“WHAT’S THAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUND OF THE LICH KING FUCKING HIS WAY THROUGH SILVERMOON CITY!” Alex looked down at his chest. “Oh don’t lie to yourself, you basically fucked all of the blood-elf race.”

There was a silence, followed by a startled yelp as Alex felt the tell-tale signs of a wand being shoved all the way up his ass by an angry blood elf. “Shadow Bolt Shadow Bolt Shadow Bolt Force Wave fucking SHADOW BOLT!”

~Battlefield~

“... Glad I can’t do that then...”

Dean then sighed, “Don’t be such a goober Sarah!”

Her face screwed up in confusion, “The fucking fuck is a goober?”

“I’ll tell you when you’re older.”

As she reached the center with him, waiting for the round to begin, she mumbled to herself, “I’m twenty one years old God dammit...”

The arena then changed into familiar and quite lovable place for Dean. It was the city of Chicago, city of ‘so cold it snaps your nipples in half’ and enough dark alleys to let you perform drug deals without any problems whatsoever!

Looking around, Sarah asked, “Where are we this time?” She didn’t get an answer though, as Death appeared between them.

Bringing his hand down, he shouted, “Begin!”

Dean Vs. Sarah

Rebel 1, Action!

(Dean Vs. Sarah Theme)

Dean didn’t bring out his wraith blade at first, as he stood there with his hands in his pockets.

“Restriction levels 1 & 2, released!” Sarah’s claws formed into a blade, and she began to circle Dean cautiously.

“Restriction levels 1 & 2 released.” He said with a sigh. A pulse of blue fire shot off of him, and the air became colder. He smirked as he watched Sarah circle him. “Come on now, I ain’t got all day.”

“Walking in my Shadow.” Her shadow came up from the ground and took on a three dimensional form, while Sarah herself charged forward at Dean, blade pulled back to strike him.

Dean, not even that bothered, quickly grabbed Sarah’s left arm and threw her over his shoulder, making her slam on the ground with a thud and he jumped on top of a street light.

From her place on the ground, she said aloud, “Really should’ve seen that coming.” Climbing to her feet, she looked at Dean closely, hoping to figure out a way to fight him. Looking at the surrounding buildings, then her shadow, she got an idea, “Hmm, alright, this could work.” She rushed at him again, this time just cutting the street light down.

Dean, seeing her going for the street light, quickly jumped off and pulled out his sword hilt and formed an ice bow. He strung it back and unleashed a hail of ice spikes, “Arctic storm!”

Grabbing the street light, Sarah swung it to deflect one or two of the spikes, but she was still hit by a few of them. Giving a short grunt of frustration, she glared at Dean before throwing the street light at him full force.

Dean bent himself to the side, dodging the streetlight with ease, and strung another ice spike and launched it with as much strength as he could put into it.

She jumped away, still sustaining a gash in her leg from the spike, and brought her blade down in an arc towards Dean, “When Shadows Reign!” A large blade of shadow launched from her arm and flew towards Dean quickly.

Dean jumped out of the way, but his right side took some of the attack, leaving a slight gash. He looked at the gash with a slightly raised eyebrow and looked back at Sarah, “You know, have you tried actually, oh, I don’t know, Fighting? A little scratch like this isn’t going to help you in the long run.”

With a huff of annoyance, Sarah scowled at him, “That’s where you’re wrong, get him!” From the shadows of the building Dean landed under, Sarah’s shadow jumped out and latched onto him, it’s blade pressed tightly against his chest.

Dean scowled at the shadow, before he launched his next attack, “Arctic Dungeon!” the shadow then froze, leaving it immobilized. He then snapped the shadow in half, escaping from its grip. “Seriously?”

Using the shadow as a distraction, Sarah had gotten right behind him, and slashed her blade down his back multiple times, “Seriously.”

Dean, wincing from the pain, but still holding strong, spun around and lashed out his leg at Sarah’s chin and sent her flying into the air along with a black beam with a blue outline, “Infernal Rapture!” Dean jumped after her and grabbed her leg and threw into a building.

“Are you even trying...” Dean asked with fake concern in his voice.

~Meanwhile~

AJ whistled as she saw Dean land the kick. “I’m glad he doesn’t do that when he bucks the trees.”

Rainbow Dash stared at the results of the kick with a gaping jaw, “I want to learn how to do that...” She muttered. Dean just got a lot more cooler... pun not intended.

~Battlefield~

There was a silence from the hole she made in the building, followed by a shout, “Nevermore!” A flock of large ravens burst from the hole and flew apart in random directions before dive bombing Dean from all sides.

Dean, ignoring the picking at his flesh as much as he could, quickly activated his attack, “Arctic Dungeon!” the ravens all froze and fell to the ground and shattered. Dean took deep breaths, no longer in too much pain but he knew that this wasn’t over. He looked all around as he was prepared for anything to come at him.

The shattered pieces of the ravens soon began to converge at one place not far from Dean’s position. As soon as the shadows began to take on a vaguely human shape, an agonizing scream was heard coming from it. Not long after, Sarah’s body completely reformed, and she was writhing in pain on the ground, “Jesus... FUCKING CHRIST! That was painful...” She slowly staggered to her feet and jumped away from Dean, eyeing him warily.

Dean reached for his sword and activated it, humor no longer in his eyes, “Hurts, don’t it?” he asked. He glared at her, making mist come from his eyes as they glowed.

“I’m done fucking around,” he loosened his tie and removed it, “Try to keep up.” he said before he disappeared and reappeared right above her, delivering an ax-kick. It sent her back to the ground, making her bounce.

She got back to her feet and looked around wildly, trying to spot him. “I am pretty sure I just fucked myself on this one...”

She felt a slash hit her from the left, she turned in hopes of finding Dean, but saw nothing. She then felt a slash from the right, and repeated the process, but again saw nothing.

“Where are you looking?” Deans voice came from behind her. She turned, and just she turned fully, Dean slashed her in an X formation and appeared right behind her.

“Come on, I’m just starting.” He taunted.

Stumbling back from the strike, Sarah slightly struggled to regain her footing before glaring angrily at him, blood red energy coming off her now glowing eyes, “Fine.” She started quietly. “Alright then,” she started shouting, “fucking FINE!” She grinned evilly, “Two can play at that game!” She stared straight at him, before her body completely vanished, leaving behind a whisper, “The Day is Done...”

Without warning, the entire battlefield was shrouded in a layer of shadows, and Sarah’s voice rang out from all around, taking on a mocking tone, “Try to keep up~”

~Meanwhile~

Alex, who had laughed as Arlosia’s pathetic attempt to anally nuke him had failed, stared at the screen in sheer awe. “Son of a bitch, she turned the field into the realm of shadows.”

~VIP Booth~

Celestia looked at the screen with worry. “I hope Dean will be alright...”

Luna draped a wing across her. “He’ll be fine dear sister.”

AJ looked at Rainbow. “I think you might win again.”

Rainbow smirked. “You know it!”

~Battlefield~

“Dammit...” Dean swore under his breath. “This is going to be a pain in the ass, isn’t it?”

Instead of giving an answer, Sarah appeared right next to him and slashed downwards, which he was able to block in time. Just as that strike finished, however, another was sent at his other side, this one he only just managed to block. This happened more and more, the attacks becoming faster and harder to deflect, and his body soon began to accumulate more and more gashes and cuts.

“How’s this for fucking trying?” She hissed angrily in his ear, just before kicking him to the ground, sending him down with a few more slashes along his chest.

Dean rose to his knees, his hair blocking his eyes, but it didn’t hide the feral smirk on his face, “Okay then... That’s how you want to play?” He got up from the floor and rose to his feet. He then shouted to the sky, “HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT YOU BITCH!”

There was a wet slicing sound as the tip of Sarah’s blade pressed through his stomach, “You are going to regret that, Dean.” She pulled it from his back and kicked him forward.

Dean got up once more, blood running down his gut as he panted. ‘Goddammit, how the hell can I find her? She’s damn near invisible, and I can’t even see her! Wait... Oh duh...’

He hoped his idea works. He closed his eyes, ridding himself of one of his senses. Thus improving his sense of hearing. He could hear footsteps around him, giving him an idea on where to attack. With his eyes still closed, he grinned with triumph. He lashed his leg out and caught Sarah in the gut, stopping her from moving. “Found ya!” He shouted as he then created five ice clones with their own swords.

They all surrounded what looked like an invisible patch of shadows, and slashed wildly at the center. However, blood splattered onto them, signifying that Dean’s guess was correct. They slashed upwards, launching Sarah into the air. Dean teleported above her and delivered an ax-kick to her face, making her smack into the ground head first.

“Life sprinkler!”

~Meanwhile~

Rainbow was looking at the screen with her jaw nearly touching the ground. “How did he see her!?”

Twilight turned towards her. “He didn’t. He closed his eyes and listened for her.”

Rainbow pouted. “No fair...”

Celestia was staring off into space with blood running down her nose. Luna turned to her with a raised eyebrow. “Sister, art thou feeling well?”

Celestia kept staring and mumbled to herself. “So many Deans...”

~Battlefield~

After a few silent seconds, the shadows covering the battlefield shot together to one point, and Sarah was revealed at the center, nearly covered in her own blood. She lay there for a few tense moments, before shooting upwards into a crouching position. There was a slight hissing sound, followed by her right arm reverting to normal, then falling off and apart with a multitude of loud metallic clangs.

She gave a low, almost animalistic growl before giving the air a few quick sniffs. Her head suddenly snapped to the side to look at Dean, and he could see that her eyes were completely glazed over, the effects of using her previous ability blinding her.

~Meanwhile~

Alex looked at the screen with confusion. “The fuck!? How is she blind!?”

James turned and looked at him. “I don’t know... Nor do I wish to find out.”

They heard Arlosia say in a scared voice, “Oh fuck this is not good...”

~Battlefield~

“Oh this is just fucking typical.” He facepalmed. Here he was, battered and bruised, and the person he’s fighting goes blind. But then again, there’s plenty of things that are dangerous, even with a handicap. He readied his wraith blade and stood there, waiting for her to make a move.

After slowly circling him for a few seconds, Sarah suddenly pounced forward at him with her arm out, grabbing him and holding on tightly.

“Dumbass.” Dean sighed and made the surrounding area colder, “Arctic Dungeon!” He then saw Sarah instantly freeze.

He still prepared himself to fight however, expecting that she might break out and attack again. He was right, as the ice slowly began to crack, before shattering and allowing her to crouch down again, ready to attack. She did the same thing as before, launching herself at him in a pounce, only this time she clamped her teeth down on his left arm, shaking her head back and forth after she did so.

“You bitch!” he shouted and stabbed her straight through the chest. He kicked her backwards and deactivated his wraith blade and turned it back into an ice bow. “Arctic storm!” This time, all of the spikes hit their mark. They all converged on Sarah’s body and froze her in place.

“Fucking bite me!?! I’ll kick your ass even harder now!” he rushed forward at the still frozen Sarah, and right as she broke out, he kicked her in the chin and sent her into the air.

~Meanwhile~

Michael winced in pain as Sarah went flying. “Oh god, that has to hurt.”

Alex turned to him. “No shit Sherlock!”

~VIP Booth~

Celestia was looking at the scene with a frown. “Why is Dean acting like this?”

Luna shook her head. “We do not know. But we are confused as to how Sarah is acting, is she not a powerful opponent?”

Rarity turned to look at her. “Normally yes, however I’m afraid something might have happened.”

Twilight looked at Celestia. “I’ve seen Dean act like this once, back in Avalon when Nex and Dean were fighting.”

Celestia turned to her. “He was like this in Avalon?”

Twilight shook her head. “Not this angry.”

~Battlefield~

“Infernal Rapture!” He jumped up to meet her, and slashed her a couple times in the air and kicked her into the ground. As he descended, he wrapped a giant block of ice around his feet and trailed down after her, “Glacier Drop!” he shouted as he slammed on top of her, shattering ice everywhere.

After he jumped off and away, Sarah wasted no time in scrambling to her feet. By now, she was covered in her own blood from head to toe, her clothes were slashed and torn, and her body was faring no better. Her head started shooting around, and she began sniffing to try and find Dean. Once she did, she reacted unexpectedly. Instead of pacing around him or attacking again, she slowly and fearfully backed away, making sounds similar to a wounded and scared animal.

~Meanwhile~

James stared at the screen. “What the... WHY IS SHE SCARED!?”

Michael turned to him in fear. “I don’t know, but I know one thing. What if Dean got mad at us?”

Everyone in the locker room gave a shudder as the image passed through their minds. “Forget my question.”

~Battlefield~

Dean stared at the scene with a blank look, “Dafuk am I looking at...?” he asked no one in particular. Nonetheless, he kept his guard up. “Just in case, though...” he muttered as he gathered energy into his sword.

“Reaver blade.” his sword became straight, and energy overflowed from the hilt, ready to strike at a moments notice.

Again she reacted strangely. Just at the sound of any movement from him, let alone his voice, she flinched and backed away further. When he actually did speak, her eyes widened and she scurried back into a wall, pressing herself against it as closely as possible.

Dean, not used to Sarah acting like this, stood there. Thinking on what to do, until an idea came to him. He deactivated his wraith blade and slowly and quietly moved closer to her.

She, obviously, did not see him moving closer, and he was quiet enough to avoid being heard, so she only continued to press herself into the wall, frantically moving her head in all directions, failing to use her nose to sniff him out due to her fear.

“Sarah?” she heard.

As soon as she heard that, her entire body locked up. For a few tense seconds, all that was heard were her ragged breaths, which began to grow shorter and quicker. When Dean took another step and got within about a foot of her, she finally picked up his scent. Immediately, she scrambled away from him, tripping slightly due to fatigue and sustaining all the damage she did.

Before she could get far, Dean quickly froze her feet to the ground, completely immobilizing her. The ice encased most of her body, leaving her shoulders and head unfrozen. The ice was incredibly thick, enough to hold her, Dean guessed.

To put it simply, she panicked. More specifically, she instinctively used her Vampire’s Fang ability on all the blood covering her frozen body, while she was still trapped alongside it. The result was the ice being weakened enough to shatter, but it also nearly eviscerated all of her flesh, leaving hundreds upon hundreds of gashes all over her body, her bones even showing through in some spots. She stumbled around, blood and small pieces of flesh falling from her body. After one more step her right foot detached, and she slumped forward, barely keeping herself up.

~Meanwhile~

James and Michael were staring at the screen with horror in their eyes. Amy had run to go puke, Tech and Jay turned to each other before running out towards the Arena. Alex was looking for something in his bag.

Jav was staring at the screen with a look of silent anger on his face, his hands gripping his cane tightly as it was starting to crack the ground from the pressure. He said through gritted teeth, “I don’t care what it takes, if he doesn’t give me a good enough reason not to, I will kill him...” Arlosia just stood beside him, her face pale and devoid of any emotion beyond fear.

~VIP Booth~

The ponies in the booth were staring at the screen with varying levels of fear. Twilight, Rainbow, and AJ went pale. Rarity had fainted, not before throwing up in a bag. Luna was staring in shock, while Celestia was looking on in anger. “I will have a word with him shortly. I believe it would be for the best.”

The other ponies (excluding Rarity) nodded quickly.

~Battlefield~

“SHITSHITSHIT!!!!” Dean panicked as he charged at her and quickly delivered a kick to the side of her head, knocking her out. The arena quickly changed back into a grassy field. “MEDIC!!!” Dean shouted. Kate and Johon quickly ran out with a stretcher, Tech and Jay following them. Dean scowled. “FUCK THAT SHIT I’LL CARRY HER!” Dean lifted her over his shoulder, despite how heavy she was and ran to the exit, Tech and Jay ran towards the center and started picking up the pieces of her right arm and went directly to the infirmary with the two medics trailing after them.

Death appeared in the middle of the arena. “Well... The winner of round nine is Dean!” There were no cheers. All of the audience members were stunned into silence, and were unsure how to react.

~Infirmary~

Dean was pacing in the hallway as Johon was working on Sarah. He came out and looked at Dean. “I can’t do anything, she’s been beaten up too badly...” He trailed off as a noise was heard further down the hall.

The door was kicked open as Alex came running in, holding his spell book. “Sorry, pardon me. Gotta save a life here.” He ran into the room containing Sarah and looked at her. She barely looked human, and to put it bluntly she looked like fifty different kinds of fucked up. Her entire body was covered in lacerations of varying size, length, and depth. Her torso was practically mutilated, half of her metallic ribs showing clearly through. The metal plate on her left arm had long since been torn off, showing the rather nasty scarring underneath, which was only taken further by the tearing and cutting around it.

Her left hand had some of the flesh missing from her fingers, showing the skeletal structure underneath. Along her forearm were several deep cuts, which ran all the way to the bone. The side of her head where Dean had kicked her to knock her out suffered some heavy damage as well. Her cheek had been torn, showing off her jaw, and the blood vessels in the eye had been ruptured, blood slowly trickling out from it.

Her legs were a different story. They had, not only severe frost burns, but also several lacerations and cuts. Almost all of her left leg was cut open, and most of the bone showing. Her prosthetic right foot managed to survive, having been plated with the same metal that coated her bones, but the connectors were busted, and would need slight repairing.

The bed she was resting on was soaked in blood, and everyone was staring at her, uncertain of what to do.

Alex quickly walked over, while Dean watched from the hallway, and he gently placed his hand on her head. “Vi lumine curare vulnus.” A glowing light encompassed Sarah as her body began to float a little of the bed as the light increased in brightness. A clanging sound could be heard coming from Sarah’s body as Alex grunted in exsertion.

The light faded and Alex was standing there panting as he was staring at the bed. A majority of the injuries she had gained were completely healed, however she still had a considerable amount on her legs and a few on her stomach.

Alex turned back towards everyone, his face showing nothing but exhaustion. “I... Did it...” He blinked before he fell forward, completely unconscious. Johon ran in and placed him on the other bed, he then turned and started healing Sarah again.

Dean took a look into the room after Sarah was healed, then turned and walked away. He kept walking until he was about to leave the arena when he heard a familiar voice speak up from behind him, “Where do you think you’re going?” It was Jav who spoke, his voice both calm and angry at the same time.

Without turning around, Dean answered him in a voice devoid of emotion, “Going to clear my head.”

He half expected Jav to argue, or even strike him, but that wasn’t the case. Instead, the old necromancer let out a sigh and told him, “At least you’re being sensible about this. I felt the same way you do when I killed my sister and mother, and I never tried to keep a clear head about it, let my anger and hatred eat me up inside. Just... Promise you’ll try and make it up to her.”

Dean turned around to face him now, and answered him with noticeable sadness in his voice, “Count on it.”

With a nod, Jav left him on his way and headed back to the infirmary. On his way back, however, he bumped into someone, “Oh, hello Kate. Going after Dean, I assume?”

She nodded. “I think he needs someone to talk to at the moment.”

“Yes,” He replied, “He probably does. Well, while you do that, I am going to head back to the infirmary, see how Johon is doing with healing Sarah.” With that, he walked off.

Kate turned and quickly made her way down the hallway, after leaving the arena she spotted Dean resting near a wall. She walked over and sat down next to him. “Hey Dean.”

Dean turned to her surprised, “K-kate...” he faltered. If one looked closely, hints of fallen tears were seen on Dean’s face.

“You want to talk, or...”

“I... I’m fine. Don’t worry about me so much.” He tried to grin.

“Dean, don’t lie. I can see the tear stains. It’s not healthy to keep what’s going on inside you locked up.”

Dean was silent for a moment, before he nodded. “Fine... you win.”

Kate smiled sadly. “You know Sarah is going to be fine, right?”

Dean nodded, “Yeah. I stayed and made sure of it. I wasn’t needed at the moment.”

“Well you’re going to be needed soon, Sarah won’t stay asleep forever. And I think she needs someone there to keep her calm, or keep her from hurting herself again.”

Dean laughed bitterly, “I tried that already. Look how that turned out.”

“She was scared, you unintentionally put her in a situation where escape was the only option. I’ve seen stuff like this in Fluttershy’s animals. So if you’re there to calm her, then she should be fine.”

Dean looked at her before laughing, “Jesus Kate... Since when did you become such a therapist?”

She shrugged, “It’s not hard, you just help those who need it... Now come on,” She stood up and held out a hand, “I think you should hurry.”

Dean took her hand and rose to his feet. He paused for a moment before suddenly hugging her, “I know I never got to say this, but I’m sorry for not being there those two years...”

She hugged him back, “It’s fine... Somehow we managed to meet up once again.”

Dean laughed, “You know, I may be quite a bit older than you, But you’ll always be that little girl that I helped raise.”

“And I don’t mind that one bit.”

Dean chuckled lightly, “Go on ahead, I need to stay out here a little bit, clear my head.”

She let go frowning, “Don’t take too long.” She sighed softly before walking back inside, leaving Dean to his thoughts.

Dean sighed before closing his eyes and leaning against the wall. He was left in peace until a flash of light made it’s way through his eyelids. Opening them, he saw Celestia standing in front of him.

She was glaring at him. “Would you kindly explain to me what happened back there?”

Dean looked her straight in the eyes, “Have you ever been so used to reacting to something in such a way that it’s almost second nature to you?”

She blinked, “Yes... I’ve dealt with something like that for a while now.”

He rubbed the back of his head, “That’s... Kinda what happened to me. I’m used to reacting that way to monsters that acted like that, and my instincts kicked in.”

Celestia made an ‘oh’ of understanding. “I see, you didn’t mean to have that happen. But I trust you’re going to go and make sure she’s fine?” Dean nodded silently in response, and she turned and left, saying as she did so, “Good, please see that you do so soon.”

After a couple minutes the pitter patter of shoes was heard coming down the hall. Turning, Dean saw Amy walk out and stare at him. “Hey Dean.”

“Yo.” He responded.

She blinked, “So... What’s going on?”

He sighed, “A lot of shit that I didn’t mean to happen, happened. That’s what’s going on.”

She huffed indignantly, “Okay then, why?”

He looked at her, “You know what I was, Amy, and you know what I was trained to do if something like that happens.”

She sighed, “Yeah... Well, just make sure you check in on Sarah. Okay?”

Dean gave another sigh “Yeah, I know.”

There was silence for a couple seconds before Amy started walking away. “See you later Dean.”

~Infirmary~

Alex woke up slowly, his head felt as if the gnomes decided to party in it. He looked over and saw Sarah still laying in bed, asleep. Johon was nowhere to be seen and the room had been cleared out.

After a few moments, she began to stir. Sitting up, she opened her eyes and blearily looked around, her eyes no longer glazed over. She shifted her right shoulder and leg, and her eyes shot wide open. Looking between the two missing appendages quickly, her face scrunched up in anger, “God dammit my foots gone again!”

“Ye can get it later...”

She didn’t seem to hear him as she looked around frantically, before calming and rubbing the side of her head with her good hand, “No, no, stay calm, it’s no big deal, it can be fixed. Stay calm, stay calm, GOD DAMMIT I SAID STAY FUCKING CALM!” Her arm shot out to the side and into the wall behind her, smashing some of the stone and leaving the surrounding area full of cracks.

At this moment, Dean had finally returned to the infirmary and noticed the large cracks in the wall. “OI! SARAH!” He shouted to get her attention.

She stopped looking around and stared at him, before smiling, “Hey Dean!”

For the second time she’s met him, he was acting nervous. “You... you okay?”

She sighed and rolled her eyes, “Not really, my damn arm and foot are gone! Any idea where they are?”

Dean looked ashamed for a moment before weakly grinning, “No idea...”

She shrugged, “Alright, I’ll find them later. So, how’d the rest of the match go? I can’t really remember much after my Day is Done thing was over.”

Dean looked... sad, for some reason. “Well... You kind of...” he trailed off.

She stared at him curiously, before realization struck her, “Ooooooohhhh shit, I went blind again, didn’t I?”

Dean laughed bitterly, “That was the least of your worries at the moment.” He moved his sleeve up to reveal the deep bite wounds. “Got me good.”

Sarah leaned back and sighed, rubbing her face with her hand, “God dammit, why do I keep doing that!? Every damn time I go blind, fucking... Gah, this is one of the reasons I hate A.N.G.E.L. so much...”

Dean sighed, “Unfortunately, that wasn’t the only thing that happened.”

She tilted her head to the side, “What do you mean?”

Dean hesitated for a moment before he spoke, “When you went blind, you kind of went batshit. The fight continued.”

“I... know I went batshit, that’s what I was referring to about “every damn time I go blind”, it’s how I started fighting when those doctors wanted to fuck around and take away my sight.”

Dean shook his head, “That’s not what I meant. You went batshit and tried to fight me by acting like an animal. It... Well, it didn’t work out in your favor too well.” He began recounting all of the injuries she sustained when Dean attacked her in her blind state.

She blinked slowly when he finished, before asking, “Is... Is that all, or... What, anything else?”

Dean stared at her with widened eyes, “What the hell do you mean!?!” He exclaimed.

“Well,” she began, “I saw recordings of how I acted when fighting like that back in the facility, and I know how badly I got fucked up when doing so. What you did is maybe the... Third worst, at most, of any injuries I got from doing that. At least I got to keep one of my limbs this time, lost my arm before.”

Dean’s eye twitched violently.

“You alright Dean?”

“GOD FUCKING DAMMIT SARAH!” He exploded. He punched the wall she punched, nearly destroying it, “I was worried the entire time, thinking that if you didn’t pull through your blood would have been on my hands! Do you have any Idea the amount guilt and hatred for myself I just experienced!?” Tears were actually falling this time, showing his distress.

Sarah stared at him blankly, “So because I’m actually okay, you’re angry about ever having been worried? What, if you knew I would’ve been fine, would you have been acting like that never even happened?”

Dean looked at her exasperated, “No! That’s not what I meant! I just...” he stopped mid-sentence.

“Alex, where are my arm and foot?” He just pointed to a table next to the bed, where they were being kept in a drawer. She opened it up and pulled out a large cloth bag containing the pieces to her arm, as well as her foot. Carrying the bag, she walked out of the infirmary saying almost bitterly, “I’m going to go see about putting these back on, talk to you later.”

Before she could exit the area, a thick wall of Ice blocked her path. “Sorry Sarah, but this needs to be said.”

With a sigh, she turned to face Dean with an annoyed look, “Make it quick, I want these back on sometime soon.”

Dean sighed before looking at her sadly, “Look, something like this isn’t easy for me to say. It never has been. Not after all of the betrayals I’ve been through. But...”

She motioned for him to continue, “Yes?”

“Well... I guess you could say you’re like family to me. I wasn’t angry at you, just myself. I overreacted, just like when I fought you, and now my emotions are just all kinds of shit right now.”

“Look, Dean,” she walked over and wrapped him in a one-armed hug, “I’m not too angry at you, I’m mostly just annoyed that my damn foot is likely broken. If it’s any consolation, I’m glad you were concerned for me.” She let go and held up the bag, “I really do need to get this fixed though, it’s hard walking around with one foot you know.”

Dean then realized something and started glowing blue.

“Why are you...” She realized and looked down, “Really? God dammit Dean...”

Dean coughed and removed his coat and gave it to her. “Here. It’s the least I could do.”

“Um...” She held the coat in her hands, then tossed it over her shoulder, “Nah.”

“You gotta make this difficult?” He glared at her.

She noticed his glare, “Like what you see?”

His glow came back full force, “W-what...?”

“Oh don’t be shy...” She walked up to him and got right in his face, “You know Alex does have a gender changing spell...”

Alex spoke up, “Yep, speaking of which...” he grabbed a mana potion from his bag and downed it quickly. “Now I should be good to go.”

Suddenly a silver light construct wrench slammed into the side of his head. Amy could be heard yelling from the hallway. “Try it and I’ll do a lot more than that!”

Alex muttered a couple words under his breath and a wall of arcane energy appeared in front of the ice wall. “We should be safe now.”

Dean had retreated to a corner saying ‘nope’ over and over again, while Sarah stared at him in amusement, “Oh I could have so much fun with this...” She shook her head and looked at the door, “Now please get rid of these, I need to find a few things if I want my foot back on.”

Alex smiled. “Of course.” He looked at the doorway, muttered a word under his breath and the obstacles blocking the doorway disappeared. He slumped over with a groan, “I hate using this much energy.”

“Thank you.” She stood there and thought for a second, muttering to herself, “Okay, I’ll need,” she pulled out the disconnected foot and looked it over, “seven, half-inch screws, a phillips head screwdriver, some copper wire... Damn I’ll need a new nerve connecter, that’ll be a bitch to get. Hmm, I might need some more circuits as well, maybe... Well, this won’t be easy to do.” She looked over at Alex, “Know where I can get a Gx-398 short range capacitor?”

Alex grinned, “Is it a round cylinder thing with squiggles on it?”

She stared at him blankly before looking back to the foot, “Technological retard...” She looked at him again, “What about 19P-43 N-S connecter?”

Alex blinked, “You suddenly sound like the gnomes...”

“What?” She shook her head, “Nevermind. Do you at least know where I can get some God damned screws and a screwdriver? Or do you not know what those are either?”

He tossed them to her, “I’m not a dumbass, I think ye need those more than the goblins do.”

Because she was holding the bag, they just smacked her in the face. “Thanks.” She said sarcastically.

“Ye’re welcome!”

She kicked the bed she had been using at him, “Stop sounding so happy.”

Alex jumped up and hung from the ceiling, “I wasn’t being happy, I was being normal.”

“Still, stop it.”

“That’s like telling The Dark Titan to stop hate boning Argus, it ain’t happening.”

Arlosia’s voice came from down the hall, “Same could be said for you!”

“I DON’T HATE BONE!”

“Keep telling yourself that!”

Sarah looked at the door again, “Oh yeah, I should probably tell everyone I’m alright...”

James suddenly came to a skidding halt outside her door. “I HEARD SCREAMING IS EVERY-” he stopped and surveyed the room, blinking as he saw Sarah. “-Nevermind. I’ll just go... that way..... maybe find some brain bleach...”

Before he could leave, Sarah wrapped her arm around his shoulders, “Sup?” James promptly collapsed. “Pussy.”

Amy came back into the room and grabbed James by his foot. “Come on you idiot...” She stopped, dropping the limb as she stared at Sarah. “Oh... Hey Sarah. You, uh, feeling okay?”

“Depends,” she said, “on whether I can fix my foot or not. Damn connectors need fixing, and I don’t think I can get new ones around here.”

Amy let out a sigh of relief as she grabbed James’ leg once more. “Alright then, I got to get this Idiot to the Arena. The loser’s bracket starts next. Announcement said it was him Vs. O’Leary.” She dragged James halfway before stopped. “Heh, James Vs. James.” She kept chuckling to herself as she dragged the now semi-conscious James down the hall.

James groaned as she dragged him over a large bump. “I've got to stop being surprised by these people....”