March 31, 2017
Karter stared at his best friend with fear in his eyes. Atifa dropped down next to the young girl and attempted to heal her. Her healing was less than adequate, but she tried anyway. The Guardian would do anything to save Brooklyn’s life.
She was too important to lose now.
“Move,” Lyvlen demanded. The Guardian spawn’s hands hovered slightly above Brooklyn’s chest, a soft glow was emitted from her hands. While Atifa had nearly no talent when it came to healing, Lyvlen was best at healing. She had other abilities, but healing was the thing she was best at.
Lyvlen let out a scream. She didn’t know why, but her gift wasn’t working.
“It’s not working!” she screamed.
“What if I freeze her? It could keep her from dying completely,” Atifa suggested.
“You mean like Captain America?” Karter asked, confused.
“How would that work?” Lyvlen asked. “Do you even have that ability?”
“I mean, I can freeze anything, including humans, but I’ve never done it before, so I’m guessing it would be just like coating anything else in ice,” Atifa said.
“Don’t do it!” Laz yelled. Karter hadn’t realized the Anger Guardian had woken up. “She’ll freeze to death. This isn’t a movie.” Laz shoved his daughter out of the way and put his hands on Brooklyn’s chest. He pressed down repeatedly and then put his mouth on hers.
Karter didn’t think he would ever actually see someone doing CPR on a real person, especially someone he knew.
Karter knew Laz was trying to save Brooklyn’s life, but he couldn’t help but feel a surge of jealousy. Karter had had feelings for Brooklyn for a while, but she never had returned his feelings.
He looked up at Atifa who had been smart enough to realize that they needed to call an ambulance.
Karter wondered what happened. One minute he was talking to Brooklyn and everything was normal, then suddenly Brooklyn was on the ground dying, literally.
He watched as the Guardian continued to press down on Brooklyn’s chest until finally he stopped and fell back on his heels, sighing in relief.
“Her heart is beating,” Laz said. “It’s barely there, but it’s beating. Karter, you carry her to the park that’s not too far from here, that’s where the ambulance should show up.”
The newest Guardian lifted the girl into his arms and began fast-walking to the park Laz had said was close.
When they reached the park, the ambulance was there. The EMTs loaded Brooklyn onto a stretcher and got her into the ambulance.
At the hospital, Karter, Lyvlen, Laz, and Atifa were sitting in the waiting room waiting for someone to come out and tell them what was going on with their friend.
Karter was worried out of his mind. He hadn’t gone in the ambulance with Brooklyn, none of them had, but he couldn’t help but feel like something had happened on the way to the hospital.
Atifa stared into space blankly. She thought about what could have caused this to happen. As far as she knew, Brooklyn wasn’t injured while fighting the monster less than two hours ago. Atifa had seen Brooklyn fall and just stop fighting, but the Empathy Guardian hadn’t thought anything of it. She should’ve checked with Brooklyn and made sure the younger girl was alright, but it wasn’t like Brooklyn would tell her anything. The Guardian remembered all the nightmares she knew Brooklyn was having and the random blackouts.
Brooklyn hadn’t talked to Atifa about them at all, and Atifa was worried about the human. If Brooklyn didn’t want to confide in Atifa about anything, then she could at least let the older girl know she was alright. If Atifa was always worried about Brooklyn, then they wouldn’t be able to do as much.
Atifa leaned back in the uncomfortable chair as a silent tear dripped down her face.
Lyvlen didn’t care for Brooklyn, in fact, she hated the girl. Well, she didn’t hate Brooklyn, Lyvlen just didn’t trust her at all. That didn’t mean Brooklyn deserved to die, and if her father and Atifa thought they needed her help then Lyvlen wouldn’t stop them, she would just argue and be a brat about it. Brooklyn being with them compromised their safety. Zora may have given the stone to them for some reason, maybe he wanted them to find the stones so he could just take them from them.
Lyvlen’s hard gaze stared straight ahead as she thought of more reasons not to trust Brooklyn, not really caring that said girl was possibly on her deathbed.
Laz stared up at the ceiling, sinking deep into his thoughts. Brooklyn had told him about her visions and nightmares, she had said not to tell anyone else about them, especially not Lyvlen, but Laz was confused. Lyvlen was an expert in this kind of thing, she specialized in everything that involved the mind, but Laz didn’t want to betray Brooklyn’s trust.
She told him about every single vision she’d had in detail, so much detail that Laz felt like he had seen the image. Laz didn’t understand the events that had occurred in the scenes though. Brooklyn had practically shown him the one scene where she was being tortured by Tamarisk, it was the same one where Zora snapped his neck.
The way she described it… It sounded like she was there the night of the previous Guilt Guardian’s death. Laz would be able to decipher the dreams when Brooklyn was with him, she would be able to see them more clearly, and Laz could look into her mind while she was picturing the same scenes.
Laz sat up and noticed someone who looked like they worked at the hospital walking towards them. When the woman was right in front of the four all-powerful beings, Laz and Karter stood immediately.
The woman, a doctor, explained to them that Brooklyn was in a coma and they didn’t know when she would wake up. It didn’t look like she needed surgery, but they would be keeping a close eye on her.
The doctor led the four of them to Brooklyn’s room and before leaving she said, “She can’t move or talk, but she can hear you. I’ll be back to take you back to the waiting room shortly.”
Karter was the first to go to Brooklyn’s bedside and grab her hand. He began talking to her softly, his sobs quiet, but there. Laz and Atifa went to the other side of the bed while Lyvlen stood at the foot of her bed. Atifa was crying and holding Brooklyn’s other hand while Laz placed his hand on Brooklyn’s forehead. They stayed there and talked to her until they were told they had to leave.
Brooklyn wasn’t going to die, and Laz was going to make sure of it.