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((If… if I get outta this… alive… I… I’m going straight back into training. Gotta be a way to bring down big, tall, flesh balls with no weapons… and a bung knee. Gotta be. ))

My thoughts seemed to ripple and distort. ((Nnnngg… Protect…)) I squirmed around on the floor like a worm on a hock. Then thrashed and writhed some more. ((Need to protect… sisters… family… NEED to…)) My thoughts seemed to wrench and I was glad my stomach was empty. ((Then again.)) My thoughts continued with suspicious clarity ((Why bother?))

I paused around my pounding head and blinked. ((Whoa.)) I thought with difficulty. ((Was… wassat me? Can’t’ve been. Not MY thought!))


Even pounded and practically brain dead I’d never ‘Why bother,’ on either of my previous thoughts. I’d NEVER ‘why bother’ on a technique to protect myself after I’d been so recently creamed and hell would freeze before I would abandon protection of my family... especially my little sisters! I planned to be there when ever, wherever they needed me.

I shook my head violently; trying to shake off whatever narcotic induced (?) foreign idea had invaded my mind. This couldn’t be natural. I got a sudden mental image of a fist closing around my mind… and squeezing. I shuddered and hunched.

[[Very perceptive.]] Another voice intruded into my mind. It was congratulating but I cringed and whimpered. Even with all the weirdness that had gone before I wasn’t ready for voices other than mine in my head. I didn’t need that. I thought I was pretty close to cracking up with out hearing voices too!

((Oh crap!)) I thought. My thoughts were beginning to come off kick-start buzz and on to clarity. ((Wonderful, I can have a clear head for my eminent brake down. Hearing voices… this really, REALLY isn’t good! Sigh, and I only thought I was going nuts.))

[[Relax lady. You’re not crazy I assure you.]]

((Oh marvelous. I have a voice in my mind telling me I’m NOT crazy? I wonder if the other wack-jobs in the funny farm get this from the voices they hear?))

There was warm laughter in my mind and I finally stilled my shuddering long enough to raise my head painfully. I found myself staring into the translucent blue of Ger boy’s eyes. I felt the shock of contact and winced.

“Nnngh, stay outta my head. Hurts!” I meant to make it a snarled demand. It came out a pained request.

I flinched at the quietly gloating triumph in his eyes.

Oh, well, at least the headache seemed to be clearing out. Not enough space for it probably.

He just smiled that smile of his again. I had a feeling that it should have been a cold smile but there was sympathy in there… it was still a smirk though.