Post by Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford on Oct 25, 2007 18:22:05 GMT
Levi hovered nervously at the end of the hospital bed, looking wordlessly at Madeleine, lying motionless in the bed.
She was almost as white as the sheets she was lying on, and Levi had never seen anyone so still.
This was Madeleine. The Head of the Warriors was lying, corpse-like, in a hospital bed. White as snow, cold as ice, and weaker than...
This was scary.
There was a chair beside her bed, but Levi preferred to stay standing at the foot of her bed.
As horrible as it sounded, he didn't want to go too near to her. He wanted to stay there because... because.
He'd wanted to become Head - but not like this. Not this way.
He hadn't wanted her to die.
Okay, well, though she looked dead, she wasn't. He'd asked the nurse, and she said that Madeleine was "stable, for now."
For now.
So she could go either way. That was nice to know. It was definitely a nice thing to tell the other Warriors, wasn't it?
At the minute, it was like time had stopped. Everywhere, things had stopped the very minute they'd figured out that Madeleine was missing. He wasn't too fond of the fact, but they'd all learned the hard way that Madeleine was irreplacable.
The results of her coma were evident everywhere in the school, just like when Macy had been kidnapped, but particularly in the Warriors group. They were so... well, it was like part of them was comatose along with their Head. They should be on a victorious high at their win - but no one could be happy, not at the price that it might have come at.
Seventeen people had died - two Carers (one healing on the field, and the other in battle), an Academic (Nathaniel Drake) and fourteen Warriors. Daniel Ford, Alice Joy, Jaden Black, Louisa Maija...
It had made too much of an impact. It was too many. But Levi knew why it had happened. For the first time since he had arrived at the school, Orchid had been the underdog. They had been losing at first, before turning the tables. But by that time, most of the deceased had alreay been killed.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly at the sight of all the tubes and wires hooked up to her.
The rate of Madeleine's hearbeats shifted slighty, and Levi glanced up at the monitor in alarm, but the beats immediately went back to their regular pattern.
The Norris guy had been here everyday. He'd spent every spare moment - the mornings before classes, every break, and between class and dinner and dinner and lights-out. Every second had been spent here, at Madeleine's sickbed.
Every bloody second...
As Madeleine's 'boyfriend', Levi knew that he should be there more often - of course he did! But both of them knew that their 'relationship' wasn't for the right reasons. He was going out with her because... well, not for good reasons anyway. She was hot, and she was head. And that was pretty much as far as it went where he was concerned.
And he knew that Madeleine was going out with him for the wrong reasons. Jealousy of Chloe, missing Lee, wanting revenge for Lee... he was basically a rebound and he knew it.
Was that why he felt so uncomfortable here? Was that why he couldn't talk to her?
No. He wasn't that sensitive.
The reason was that that was Madeleine lying there, possibly dying. It was so weird...
And it reminded all of them, the Warriors and him -
If their Head could fall, if Madeleine Baudelaire could fall, if even she wasn't immortal, what would happen to the rest of them?
It reminded Levi that he wasn't safe. It made him face up to a thousand uncomfortable truths that he'd rather not have seen, and it made him feel vulnerable.
He was vulnerable without his head; without Madeleine.
They all were.
Levi bit his lip as he frowned at Madeleine. Even half-dead she looked pretty, with her hair curling around her head in a dark cloud against the white pillow. But since when did she get so small? So ... defenceless?
The enemy at the moment wasn't strong enough to attack again soon; they'd lost far too many. But that was part of what was worrying Levi...
He'd seen Orla there, dammit.
Glancing up at Madeleine's monitor, before glancing down at her again, Levi knew that he was speechless. He had nothing to say.
Come on girl, wake up, he thought fiercely. I never thought I'd say this, but we need you. Come on, up. You can do it. You're Madeleine.
He opened his mouth, then shut it again. Nope, he couldn't do it.
So, with one last look, he left.
She was almost as white as the sheets she was lying on, and Levi had never seen anyone so still.
This was Madeleine. The Head of the Warriors was lying, corpse-like, in a hospital bed. White as snow, cold as ice, and weaker than...
This was scary.
There was a chair beside her bed, but Levi preferred to stay standing at the foot of her bed.
As horrible as it sounded, he didn't want to go too near to her. He wanted to stay there because... because.
He'd wanted to become Head - but not like this. Not this way.
He hadn't wanted her to die.
Okay, well, though she looked dead, she wasn't. He'd asked the nurse, and she said that Madeleine was "stable, for now."
For now.
So she could go either way. That was nice to know. It was definitely a nice thing to tell the other Warriors, wasn't it?
At the minute, it was like time had stopped. Everywhere, things had stopped the very minute they'd figured out that Madeleine was missing. He wasn't too fond of the fact, but they'd all learned the hard way that Madeleine was irreplacable.
The results of her coma were evident everywhere in the school, just like when Macy had been kidnapped, but particularly in the Warriors group. They were so... well, it was like part of them was comatose along with their Head. They should be on a victorious high at their win - but no one could be happy, not at the price that it might have come at.
Seventeen people had died - two Carers (one healing on the field, and the other in battle), an Academic (Nathaniel Drake) and fourteen Warriors. Daniel Ford, Alice Joy, Jaden Black, Louisa Maija...
It had made too much of an impact. It was too many. But Levi knew why it had happened. For the first time since he had arrived at the school, Orchid had been the underdog. They had been losing at first, before turning the tables. But by that time, most of the deceased had alreay been killed.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly at the sight of all the tubes and wires hooked up to her.
The rate of Madeleine's hearbeats shifted slighty, and Levi glanced up at the monitor in alarm, but the beats immediately went back to their regular pattern.
The Norris guy had been here everyday. He'd spent every spare moment - the mornings before classes, every break, and between class and dinner and dinner and lights-out. Every second had been spent here, at Madeleine's sickbed.
Every bloody second...
As Madeleine's 'boyfriend', Levi knew that he should be there more often - of course he did! But both of them knew that their 'relationship' wasn't for the right reasons. He was going out with her because... well, not for good reasons anyway. She was hot, and she was head. And that was pretty much as far as it went where he was concerned.
And he knew that Madeleine was going out with him for the wrong reasons. Jealousy of Chloe, missing Lee, wanting revenge for Lee... he was basically a rebound and he knew it.
Was that why he felt so uncomfortable here? Was that why he couldn't talk to her?
No. He wasn't that sensitive.
The reason was that that was Madeleine lying there, possibly dying. It was so weird...
And it reminded all of them, the Warriors and him -
If their Head could fall, if Madeleine Baudelaire could fall, if even she wasn't immortal, what would happen to the rest of them?
It reminded Levi that he wasn't safe. It made him face up to a thousand uncomfortable truths that he'd rather not have seen, and it made him feel vulnerable.
He was vulnerable without his head; without Madeleine.
They all were.
Levi bit his lip as he frowned at Madeleine. Even half-dead she looked pretty, with her hair curling around her head in a dark cloud against the white pillow. But since when did she get so small? So ... defenceless?
The enemy at the moment wasn't strong enough to attack again soon; they'd lost far too many. But that was part of what was worrying Levi...
He'd seen Orla there, dammit.
Glancing up at Madeleine's monitor, before glancing down at her again, Levi knew that he was speechless. He had nothing to say.
Come on girl, wake up, he thought fiercely. I never thought I'd say this, but we need you. Come on, up. You can do it. You're Madeleine.
He opened his mouth, then shut it again. Nope, he couldn't do it.
So, with one last look, he left.
