Cs&NS

Cybros adjusted camera above his headset and looked around. He was in a dark alleyway somewhere in middle of Black Market far from his bar.

He slightly moved to stand up when he felt sudden pain in his abdomen.

He looked down. He noticed that his dark gray turtleneck is getting stained with blood. He then noticed the deep cut going from his left side to middle of his stomach. It wasn't exactly a clean cut, more like a sword-with-dents-on-it's-blade cut.

He knew he had to get to his bar quickly, but he felt too woozy to even stand up. He frowned from the pain, the pain was unbearable.

He suddenly heard some footsteps nearby. Suddenly a woman with long black hair and wearing long gray dress walked into Cybros' field of sight. Cybros instantly recognized her. It was Nightshade, a murderous nurse.

She noticed him suddenly and ran to him.

- What the hell did happened? - Nightshade crouched in front of him. Cybros slightly moved away from her. He didn't trust her at all.

- I definitely would have to stitch that up, hope it's not too deep, if it's too deep there might be bigger problem... - Nightshade was continuously talking to herself.

- Leave me alone - Cybros pushed her away. The pain because of his wound and Nightshade's talking was irritating him.

- But you need help! - Nightshade almost yelled. She didn't wanted to leave him alone here.

- Just get out of here, I already have problems to deal with - Cybros said with hint of coldness in his voice. He wasn't sure if she wouldn't just straight up kill him.

- But look at yourself, you're really seriously wounded! - Nightshade said desperately. There was concern in her neon green eyes.

Cybros suddenly realized that she might be only help right now.

- I will let you help me out this time, once, dying is not part of my schedule, now get me back to the bar - Cybros said. He tried to put on a cold tone, but still it came out quite quietly because of feeling weak from blood loss.

Nightshade helped him stand up and they started heading to the bar. After few minutes they arrived there. They walked inside.

A lot of people were shocked by the sight of Cybros leaning on Nightshade's shoulder. Oh and by the stained turtleneck.

- Where now? - Nightshade asked quietly.

- Behind the counter - Cybros whispered. He felt very lightheaded.

Nightshade lead him there and helped him to sit down against the back of the counter. She instantly took out her pocket med kit she was carrying with her and took out a curved needle and thread. She then checked the wound. It was fairly deep, not deep enough for any organs to get pushed out.

- Well, you're quite lucky it's deeper on one side, my dear - Nightshade said affectionly. Cybros looked away, he didn't exactly felt comfortable with her treating him like that.

Nightshade started sewing up the wound, one stitch at the time. She then put bandage over it.

- There, done - she said, quite proud of herself.

- Go away now - Cybros almost growled. He didn't wanted her around.

- No thanks for saving your life? - Nightshade asked.

- Thanks, you are now excused out of my bar- he said. He had enough of dealing with her.

- Oh ok - Nightshade stood up and walked out from behind the counter. Cybros could hear people asking her what happened.

He crawled into private rooms behind the counter and went to the room he usually slept in. He carefully crawled onto the bed. He then turned off the camera above his headset and was just lying on his back there. He just needed the peace now.