A Time of Crisis: Chapter 36
Chapter 36, icon by Chaos Croc
Chapter 36 The end?
Crisis stood in a small waiting room in a hospital. Raptor nurses and doctors walk by as they go about their business. Crisis watches them as she hopes one of them would stop by her. Crisis’ tail gently sways side to side with slight impatience as she hears a friendly voice.
“You’re still here Mistress?” asks Sasha chuckle as she walks into the room. Sasha dressed in civilian clothes for the first time in Crisis’ memory. A short revealing set of blue jean shorts and a black tang top.
“Just waiting to see when he wakes up.”
“You’ve been here for days now, you can’t run the entire planet from a hospital waiting room,” she replies.
“I think I’m doing just fine from where I am thank you, and you don’t have to call me Mistress you know. I did spare you that.”
“Oh I know, but it sounds so kinky and naughty… and everyone else is doing it, I don’t want to be left out,” she chuckles with a playful wink. “I do want to say I brought some friends who want to see you since you’ve flaked out on them after the whole incident with General Raszer.”
“Yeah… sorry about that,” she replies.
“It’s us that should be sorry,” says Arissa as she comes into the room followed by Shasi.
“If it wasn’t for us, you’d never had that command 83 put into you,” says Shasi as she lowers her head, “I had no idea the program would do that when I put it in. It was meant to be a last ditch control measure in case you went crazy and turned against us. It was meant to be a presidential control.”
“But when I put in my part of the program it turned it into a general Raszer control,” comments Arissa.
“It’s okay, I understand… Shasi, why do you still have your collar on your neck? Didn’t you get the programmed removed?” asks Crisis.
“No she didn’t,” says Arissa with a sigh.
“I want something to remind me of what I’ve done to you. I would have told you about it if I could, but the command would have initiated the moment I spoke up about it, there was little I could do,” explains Shasi.
“I understand, at least it looks good on you.”
“Thank you Mistress,” she replies with a smile and a purr.
“Croc wanted to see you Miss, but if you are busy I can tell him to wait,” says Phillip as he pokes his head into the waiting room.
“That’s okay bring him in, I could use more company,” chuckles Crisis.
“Alright, I’ll radio him in,” he replies as Phillip walks off.
“He’s been calm about the whole you taking over the world business,” says Sasha.
“He wasn’t a fan, but he was thankful I spared him in the hypnosis. He sees I’m trying to build a better world for organics and machines alike.”
“You know I heard he’s going out with Maria now.”
“Really?” asks Crisis.
“Yeah, apparently he had a crush on her from the day she arrived and when he heard what happened, he rushed to find her, and it was like an organic knight saving the robotic damsel in distress story… or some weird shit like that.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Naw I’m joking,” chuckles Sasha, “He’s not into machines like that. Though Maria is getting her program straightened out.”
“That’s good.”
“You know one thing I like about your hospitals is the raptor nurses, they are… wonderful,” says Croc as he walks in, “Speaking of wonderful…”
“Don’t even go there Croc or you’ll get another sniper round right to the noggin,” growls Sasha.
“Alright, alright,” says Croc with a smirk.
“We’ll get going, nice seeing you Croc, Mistress,” says Arissa and Shasi as they take their leave.
“You sure I can’t have one of them?” says Croc as he watches the two girls walk away.
“I already gave you one,” chuckles Crisis.
“Yeah… one, Francesca, real original female name for her by the way,” says Croc.
“Hey, I’m new at it okay? I didn’t have to name those I reprogrammed and gender twisted,” she chuckles, “Don’t worry, you’ll be getting the rest of his little gang as we broker a more official peace agreement.”
“Hmm indeed… you sure I can’t get my planets back?”
“Nope, those are mine buddy.”
“I would complain more but…,“ says Croc with a dreamy sigh.
“You so perverted,” chuckles Crisis.
“As are you and you like it.”
“Maybe,” replies Crisis with a smirk.
“So how do you like being your own robotic overlord?”
“It’s nice.”
“Told you, you’d like it,” chuckles Croc.
“Speaking of liking it, does Miasma like the new addition to her stone garden?”
“Oh she does, I almost thought she cracked a genuine smile when you delivered him to her still trapped in his tin can shell.”
“How’s Hanna doing?”
“She’s good, she’d wish she could come but she has her duties back at home, in my tower,” explains Croc with a sly smirk.
“I’m sure you dressed her well,” smiles Crisis.
“You can have her if you let me have Ruby back.”
“As much as I like Hanna… Ruby wants to stay with me, and I am sure Hanna wants to stay with you and her Robob.”
“True.”
“Did Scot get my bottle of scotch by the way? I wanted to make sure he got my apology gift for knocking him out with my tail.”
“He says it’s a start, try a case next time.”
“I’ll send him two, for I don’t want to hear about how I knocked him out,” says Crisis as she leans back in the chair.
“I best be going… I have my own empire to run, planets and dimensions to conquer.”
“I’m sure you do, and I know you’ll have fun doing it.”
“I know you will too once you start.”
“If I start.”
“You know you want to,” says Croc with a smirk.
“I still have to put this planet back in order, it be a while till I do anything but that,” explains Crisis.
“See you around Crisis.”
“Later Croc,” replies Crisis as Croc steps out of the room stops and turns around and says.
“I still think you’d look great in a maid outfit,” he says with a wink before leaving.
“As would you… as a female,” mumbles Crisis with a sly grin.
“What was that?” asks Sasha.
“Nothing.”
:Mistress Crisis?” asks a raptor nurse as she steps into the room.
“Yes?” asks Crisis with an inquisitive purr.
“He’s awake now if you like to talk to him.”
“I’d like that very much,” she says as she gets up from her chair, a deep indentation from the cushion is clearly visible as she gets up.
“As you know that concussion from that push you made to get him out of harm’s way put him out for the last month.”
“Yeah… I know. I had no idea that I did that before the I-beam fell.”
“The brain scans show no major damage, but you should talk to him to see if his memory is all there. There have been cases with such head trauma that amnesia has occurred.”
“Yes I know, I downloaded the data of such incidents,” says Crisis as they reach his room.
“I’ll leave you two alone; if you need anything just let me know Mistress.”
“Thank you,” replies Crisis as she walks into the room. Joshua is lying on the bed, an IV stuck into his arm as he is drip fed; a nearby monitor keeps track of his heart rate as it beeps at a steady pace. Air pumps are placed into his nostrils to ensure he kept a steady flow of oxygen. His entire body save his head was underneath a white hospital bed sheet.
Crisis slowly walks forward towards Joshua as her metallic steps click against the tiled ground. Joshua groans softly as he turns his head towards the sound, towards Crisis who is now by his bed side.
“Karrie is that you?” asks Joshua.
“Yes Joshua it’s me,” replies Crisis as she gently runs her metallic claw along Joshua’s snout, “It’s good to see you.”
“It’s good to see you too,” groans Joshua.
“What’s the last thing you remember?” asks Crisis as Joshua remains silent for a moment before responding.
“Raszer stabbed me in the gut, and you came to rescue me, I tried to tell you it was a trap but by then the I-beam was falling down on us. You pushed me away and I saw you get crushed by the beam… that’s all I remember… but that couldn’t have happened… you’re right here in front of me.”
“No… that did happen, I was crushed by that I-beam.”
“Impossible… how did you get here then? How did I get here? Am I dead? It hurts too much to be dead.”
“No you’re not dead. You’ve been unconscious for a month though.”
“A whole month? I must missed a lot,” chuckles Joshua as he soon stops and groans as the pain gets to him.
“You okay? Need any help?”
“No… I’ll be fine. So what I miss?” asks Joshua.
“A couple of things, but that can wait. For now you just focus on getting better.”
“Karrie?”
“Yes Joshua?”
“There have been so many times I should have said it, countless, but I was always too afraid to, too shy to, and now may not be the best time or place, and I don’t care that you’re a machine now, I still feel the same… Karrie. I love you,” says Joshua as Crisis runs he claw again softly under Joshua’s chin as she notices his increased heart rate, Crisis slowly lowering her head down to meet his.
“I love you too,” replies Crisis as she gives Joshua a soft and delicate kiss.