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The Taken	By : oneswish Category: A through F > Ender's Game Views: 2940 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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a/n higan here sorry again that it took alittle bit longer than planned. but i hope this is what u all were waiting for. and dont forget to read ur books kids. soo on with the show.
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~Back down in Medical Bay~

Light, tile, tile, tile, light. Bean couldn't move any part of his body, he felt trapped to his moving bed. Deep breath in, he coached himself, and released it. He felt his bed shake after every third light. The place smelled like disinfectant. It dawned on Bean that he was in a hospital.
He started to feel nauseas and angry. He wanted out of this stupid fucking bed, right fucking now. The tiny figure in the bed began thrashing wildly, violently shaking his head from side to side. He hated hospitals. People die in hospitals, he didn't want to die.
With every fiber of his little being, he kicked up in the air and roared, “Get me the fuck out of this bed. I can walk. Where are you taking me? Let me up, I want to get up.” He stopped himself before he started to feel like a whiny child. Than looking down at the free legs he grinned, but his happiness came to an abrupt end. A hand was slammed into his chest and the air was knocked out of his lungs.
“What the hell is your problem Stevens? Drop your badge off at the Check in Station, buddy your gone.” Marvin all but screamed from down the hallway. He watched the whole scene play out in front of him and had to give the little kid credit. He smiled at the small boy coughing his heart out, than he glared at a shocked Stevens. “I said out Stevens! Now!” He just left his meeting with Smith and now he has took look at his newest charge getting beat the shit out of. Yeah, right.
Stevens was a blond haired, freckle faced, arrogant ass. He just got the guard duty position, he does not even look like a guard, thought Marvin. His dead, cold blue eyes were trapped behind an inch and a half of glass. He was practically blind with out his glasses. He looked like he was approaching three hundred pounds. He was always out of breathe, just from walking down the hall. How the Hell did he pass the standard tests? What was worst about him was his temper. Just because his uncle was Smith you'd think he would act more respectful. No, Stevens doesn't give a rats ass about anyone, expect himself. His uniform always covered in stains and it stunk like old garbage on a summers day, and cigarettes. Marvin shuttered, good thing he was down wind from that filthy slob of a man.
Bean looked from piggy to the guy no older than his brother. Where the Hell am I, he wondered. Did I fall down the rabbit hole or something. He started to take off the waist restraint, but Stevens punched him, no socked him, in the back. Pain spread up his spine like an electric current through water, instant. He screamed and gave Marvin a pleading look. “Please,” begged Bean tears in his eyes. The pain is too great for his small form. “Make him stop.”
Anger began to boil in Marvin's blood at Bean getting beaten for being, well himself. He walked with all the authority he could muster, looked Stevens square in the eyed and popped him in the nose. His glasses fell with a sickening crack. “You fuck!” He watched Stevens fall to the floor holding his nose, getting blood all over the pristine white floor and his hands. “Get up and be a man. Quit pickin' on a kid cause he's smarter than you.”
Stevens smiled an evil, sadistic grin and tried to punch Marvin in the knee, but he couldn't see and hit him in the shin. Marvin had enough of this asshole. He picked up his leg and kicked Stevens in the chest, feeling pops coming from above his shoe. He smirked. “Get up, you coward.” Stevens curled into the fetal position to try and lessen the pain. His breathing began to hurt him every time he had to expand his lungs. He passed out from the pain.
Bean finally untied the waist belt and walked over to the smiling man with blood on his hand. He tugged on Bloody hand's white lab coat. He felt so winded from the hop off the gurney to the walk here. So tired, but Bean waited.
Marvin jumped and looked down at the tug. Bean was panting. Just standing up was a huge chore for the little guy. He slowly, to not appear threatening, reached down and waited for Bean to walk into his arms. Marvin didn't know if Bean would even trust him. He couldn't help beating Stevens, he got what was coming to him. Marvin made up his mind, giving Bean a reassuring nod and opened his arms wider.
He walked and stopped just short of he arms and whispered to Marvin so very low, “Please don't leave. I'm so tired. What's wrong with-” and he passed out into Marvin's waiting arms.
Marvin checked Bean's pulse on his limp wrist and sighed. Poor kid, barely awake for ten minutes and already he had a bad day. He looked one more time at a passed out Stevens and yelled at a passing nurse, “Get this thrash out of this level. Strip his access to this and any Red A Security level. Understand,” he looked down at her name badge on her collar pocket, “Ursula?”
She was shocked and meekly nodded at Marvin. She looked down and gasped at the bloody mess that was Stevens on the floor. Ursula looked back up at where she thought Marvin and Bean? No, no he's not suppose. . She ran to the nurses station and told the head nurse to page security and that Marvin took Bean. Her superior told her not to worry about Bean.
“It's for his own protection, Ursula.” The head nurse said not looking up from papers that need her attention more than Ursula. The nurse paused and called the Security Desk, than pressed one and hung up. Not once did she raise her eyes to look at Ursula.
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please let me know if this flows right. this is my first fic and well i just write at a flow style.. so what happens tends to be written down and processed later by my brain..
and next time i will write more.. just loosing my muse is hard. im suppse to be moving soon. so i gots to pack.. but i will not fail this story.. i have been working on it for like 3 years. so my muse needs dusting is all..
oo tv.. bye ki- ::drools and forgets keyboard::
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