This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental.
© 2004 Warlord
Atlantis
By Warlord
I slowly became self-aware. Grid said:
“Champion, is that you?”
“Yes Grid. No need to shout, my head is throbbing.”
I slowly opened my eyes. I was “woozy.” My vision had the soft hazy feel of really good painkillers.
The first thing to move into my field of vision was a medical person in green scrubs including hat with the now obligatory mask and safety glasses. I said:
“I must be in heaven, you look like an angel.”
It came out in a rasp with little volume. The next thing I heard was a Cynthia’s voice in my right ear.
“You FUCKER. Scare us and the first thing you do when you wake up is flirt with a stranger. I don’t know if I should kiss you or kick you.”
I turned my head. Cynthia was crying and smiling at the same time. She kissed me, hugged me around my neck, and burrowed her face into the space where my right shoulder met my neck. I turned back to my “angel.”
She said:
“You have many questions. We will not be answering yours until we have established possible consequences of your time unconscious.”
I nodded my understanding.
“Can I please get some water before we begin?”
“Certainly.”
She gestured and Janice leapt to her feet. Janice had a glass of ice water and a straw. Janice leaned forward and gently placed the straw on my lips. I took a couple of shallow sips. Janice pulled back the glass and resumed her knees.
The “Angel” suddenly removed her mask and glasses.
“Who am I?”
I looked at her through my drug-induced fog and then I made the connection:
“You’re Doctor Erickson. We met at the farm sale.”
“Very good. Let’s continue. What is the last thing you remember?”
This line of questioning continued from Doctor Erickson and from another “angel” in green scrubs. They were trying to establish if there was brain trauma from my injuries. So far, no more brain trauma than usual.
After a goodly run of questions the doctor relented and began to tell me the answers to my questions.
“I will save you some questions. Let us describe the situation and then you can ask questions at the end, just before I nail you with this hypo and you go sleepy bye.”
I nodded again.
“You have been unconscious for 13 days. You have a bullet wound in your leg. You have fairly substantial stab wounds in your shoulder and upper arm.”
I nodded.
“Thirteen?
“Must be your lucky number. Christy outfitted this room as an Intensive Care Hospital Room. Your um Cynthia kidnapped me in Chicago and brought me here to treat you.”
Then gesturing to the other angel.
“This is Doctor Elizabeth Harkin. She is a board certified triage supervising doctor. She is also because of her National Guard Service, an Army trained and certified combat wound care specialist. Your ahem Cynthia kidnapped her as well.”
I turned to the doctors:
“Sorry about that! My Cynthia can be a bit abrupt in getting her way.”
I turned and an unrepentant Cynthia made eye contact.
“You weren’t going to die without a fight.”
“I’m not dying Cynthia Lolita. At least not today.”
Doctor Harkin picked up the narrative.
“You are correct. You are not dying today. The prognosis with the combination of modern medicine and Atlantis magic is for full relatively fast recovery with little permanent nerve damage and full use of the affected limbs.”
I tried to move my hands to hug Cynthia. I realized that I was restrained. My left hand was taped to a board. The hand and wrist had multiple intravenous lines attached. They clearly were not planning on having an unconscious patient jerk those lines out! My right hand was simply clipped to the blanket by a safety pin through a bracelet on my right wrist.
When I twisted my right hand, Janice leaned forward and undid the safety pin. She did not however release my hand until the Doctor nodded approval. Janice kissed my knuckles as she released my hand.
I raised my hand and held the back of Cynthia’s head.
I looked at the end of my hospital bed and confronted a hallucination! Not really but that was my first thought.
She was a women warrior. She was tall and had beautiful red hair that surrounded her head like a red halo. Not the fake kind from a bottle but the natural Celtic red that changes hue as the sunlight changes. The hair was long, luxurious and fell all the way to her slim waist with its defined six-pack. She also showed muscles on her arms and thighs.
She was wearing leather armor breastplate. The armor was made from two-inch wide strips of thick leather basket-weaved into a breastplate. What was under the breastplate was stunning.
Have you ever seen the old-fashioned clipper sailing ships? They all had a female figure on the bow, the leading edge of the hull. These figures had huge exaggerated breasts that pushed forward and UP proudly over the waves as the clipper went under full sail. That’s what my drug induced brain thought about when I saw those tits encased in leather!
If you were looking for a proto-typical leather clad dominatrix, this would have been the end of your journey! She spoke:
“Champion. I am Aoife. I am General Ulysses daughter. My mother died at my birth and my father raised me to be a warrior. I have fought at his side since I could walk! I am here as your bodyguard. I pledge my blood and my life that you will come to no harm.”
I gestured her to my side. There was an ivory handled knife in an upside down sheath next to her breast. I reached up and grasped the handle of the knife. Aoife reached down and made sure the knife was loose of the sheath.
I examined the knife. It was a straight bladed knife with a single edge having a false edge about a third back from the point and with a very strong spine. The point was in line with the handle.
I gently cut the tape and cloth holding my left hand. The knife was sharper than any I had ever used. It took one very light cut to completely sever all the joinings. I reversed the knife and Aoife returned it to her sheath.
I pointed to the multiple connections.
“Now that I am awake, can we lose some of these?”
Doctor Erickson responded:
“You’re right. We will be able to reduce the doses of your drugs. We can also give them orally. We will also pull you central line tomorrow or the next day. You should be able to drink enough to replenish your fluids and keep you hydrated. You will begin eating so you will no longer need the TPN feeding.”
I noticed the line into my chest and the large IV connected to it for the every first time.
The doctors had placed a special IV in left side of my chest that allowed them to feed me directly into my bloodstream using a large vein feeding my heart. This process gave my body complete nutrition while I was unable to eat. This TPN feeding was part of the reason for my quick healing and fast bounce back from this incident.
Doctor Erickson continued:
“Christy spent a TON of money on the medical equipment and supplies in this room. You have had the best care that could be provided in or out of any hospital in the United States.”
“Thank you. I know you and others worked hard so that I would survive. It is humbling.”
I turned to Cynthia:
“Can you please summon Elias for a minute?”
Doctor Harkin said:
“Hypo time, I can tell by your body language that you are hurting.”
Just then Elias walked in. I immediately waved him over.
“Sorry Doctor, I need a report before you slam me. Elias tell me about my assailants.”
Cynthia lifted her head as Elias reported. Elias held up a gadget collection bag.
“Inside the bag are four crystal figurines which have been magicked to become amulets. The effect is for the wearer not to be sensed by magical probe. Further the amulet wearer is shielded from defensive spells during an assault.”
“Who sent them?”
Elias continued:
“We questioned them in some detail. J.W. Miles has been systematically “taking out” his magical competition. That is one of the reasons this town is so magically quiet. They expected to find and kill Janice. They were to then appropriate her gadget. They also were to kill any persons with Janice.”
“How did you find this out?”
Cynthia answered:
“We took them swimming.”
“Swimming?”
“Elias and I took each assailant for a wizard flight ending in the North Atlantic, one thousand feet above the water. We questioned them with the threat of dropping them if they failed to answer fully and truthfully.”
“Then?”
Cynthia held my eye and continued
“At the end of each persons questioning, we dropped them.”
I looked at Cynthia and then a crushed her to me in as strong a hug as you can do one handed.
“I’m so sorry my Cynthia. You never…”
This was as far as I got. Cynthia pulled back and again looked me in the eye.
“Bullshit, I looked in their minds. They needed to die. If I am a warrior then I pull my weight. I love you and I do realize that you would have done this deed for me and for all of us. I and all your other warriors agree you are not here to do the dirty work we are too squeamish to do. That is hypocritical and we are not putting up with it.”
Then she kissed me. This act tends to completely lose my train of thought even when I a sober. It was a mind-blowing experience under the influence of the Demerol!
“Okay my love. We can talk about this later.”
Then I turned to my “angel:”
“Doctor what is a timeline for my leaving the bed for a short meeting with everyone to receive reports and make announcements?”
Doctors Harkin and Erickson conferred briefly and Erickson answered:
“If you sleep well, eat breakfast and lunch, I will allow a short meeting at 1 p.m. tomorrow.”
“Hear that? Plan a mass meeting. Everybody in attendance.”
Elias responded:
“Understood Champion.”
“Doctors, one last request. Can you pull the catheter out of my dick?”
Doctor Harkin answered:
“Certainly, you’re awake NOW. Be aware however if you have any problem with urination it goes back in. This time while you are awake!”
The doctors immediately and unceremoniously kicked everyone out of the “hospital” room. That would be everybody but Aoife, Janice and Cynthia.
Janice resumed her post kneeling next to my bed, just far enough back so the doctors could work.
Aoife picked up a modern compound bow and walked to a chair along the wall.
Cynthia shrugged into a large shoulder holster that held an AMT AutoMag 44 magnum automatic. She then picked up an AK47 with a 75 round drum. Cynthia sat in a chair opposite Aoife.
The doctors flipped back the sheet covering my nude body and went to work. Two more figures in green scrubs stepped up next to my bed. Doctor Harkin pointed to the new arrivals:
“These are your nurses Camelia and Micaela. They are twin sisters and RNs. They are recent graduates who have been working in Emergency Rooms. Suffice it to say that they also were spirited away to aid your recovery.”
I nodded at the new arrivals. Then I was completely distracted as the good doctors seemed intent on testing my pain threshold over and over! Doctor Harkin finally relented:
“Roll on your side. We don’t need your participation for the rest of this. This will hurt you more than it hurts me! Feel the stick, now.”
I don’t know what she hit me with. I was out before she withdrew the needle.
I woke up. I kept my eyes closed.
“Hello, Grid.”
“Champion, it is good to have you back.”
“What time is it?”
“2:07 a.m.”
“How am I doing Grid?”
“Champion, your mental functions are near one-hundred per cent despite the pain, drugs, and distractions. Physically you are making remarkable recovery even for one magically enhanced. Magically your time in the coma gave us a closer connection and we should be much improved.”
“Have you told the rest about my progress?”
“No, I have not been asked for a report since your injury.”
“Okay Grid, please make a complete report with your prognosis for my full recovery.”
“Yes, Champion,”
“Grid, what is the status of the medical personnel?”
“Dr. Helen Erickson has taken the jewelry and become a full fledged warrior. Dr. Elizabeth Harkin has likewise taken jewelry and become a warrior. Camelia and Micaela your nurses are wearing AI medallions as the first step to also becoming warriors.”
“Grid, have we brought the folks out of the crystals?”
“Yes, you will see tomorrow the success you are responsible for.”
“Grid, where is Isobel?”
“Champion, Isobel and Aurelia sleep on the couch just outside the door to this room as they have for the time you have been here. The doctors said they would allow visitors tomorrow at breakfast.”
“Now I need a toilet. Frigging IV fills me up and that wakes me up.”
“Don’t be a hero Champion. Order a hypo to knock down the pain.”
“Thanx Grid.”
I opened my eyes. There was a small, soft light near the head of my bed other wise the room was dark. A sheet covered my nude body. I looked down and saw that Janice had reclaimed my hand during the night. She was sleeping with her head on the edge of my bed, holding my hand to her cheek. I looked around the room. Cynthia was gone. Aoife stood up and silently walked to the bed as soon as she saw that my eyes were open. I must have moved because Janice’s eyes opened before Aoife arrived.
Aoife spoke first:
“What do you desire Champion?”
“I’m embarrassed. I have to pee and I can’t fucking move.”
I sensed another movement and looked over to see one of my nurses. She was without her facial shields and hat. I could see her long blonde hair still with its sun-bleached highlights surrounding her lovely high cheek boned face. For a second my drug induced gaze focused on her pouty lips but I dragged my eyes back to Aoife. She smirked at me.
“We are all here to help you Champion.”
Somehow she put an added emphasis to the word “help” which gave an underlying erotic spin or it could have been the Demerol!”
Micaela and Aoife quickly and efficiently had me sitting on the edge of my bed with my legs dangling. Aoife continued to stand close, holding my hand.
“Christ, Aoife I would have liked to have helped a little.”
She did not answer me. She instead sat next to me holding my hand in her lap. Micaela stood on my other side.
Micaela said:
“First you pee, then I take some vitals, then a hypo and sleep.”
Janice edged forward, still on her knees. She held a stainless steel urinal designed for just this purpose. Micaela leaned forward and grasped my cock. She held it while Janice positioned the urinal. I was a little turned on by all the attention but the pressure was so great that I just started spraying.
Micaela said:
“Good job, now I can quit worrying about that catheter.”
The simple act of taking a piss after all the trauma was actually blissful. I relaxed and just went with the flow. Finally I was done. Micaela began to shake my dick. Then Janice removed the urinal. Janice leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. She licked the head with her tongue. Micaela was still holding it.
I became aroused and my cock began to harden. Micaela leaned down and kissed me. Those pouty lips tasted wonderful. Janice was taking full strokes on my cock taking me further and further into her mouth and throat. Now Michaela’s tongue came out to play. Micaela released my cock as both her hands came up to hug me and caress my back as we continued to kiss.
I was hugging and caressing Micaela with my right hand. I took a break from kissing my lovely nurse long enough to realize that my left hand had moved from Aoife’s lap to inside her breastplate. I was holding her plump tit with the hard nipple against my palm. Aoife saw my gaze; she kissed my unoccupied for the moment lips.
I looked back to discover that Micaela had removed her top. “Playboy” quality tits confronted me. She belonged on the cover of Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue. I began to lick, kiss and suck on those lovely breasts and nipples.
I was on tilt. Micaela was hugging her tits against my face and lips. Aoife was caressing my balls and softly jacking me or holding my hand to her tit. Janice was alternating deep throating with licking around the head and along the shaft. Aoife and Micaela leaned forward alternating kissing me with soft licks to my cheeks
That was it. I thrust toward Janice and my stomach clenched as I came. The cum overflowed her mouth and dripped on her naked breasts. Micaela fell to her knees and began licking the come from Janice. Then Janice and Micaela licked and sucked my cock and balls to clean all the accumulated spending.
When they were done. I opened my arms. Micaela and Aoife sat next to me on the bed with my arms around them. Janice knelt between my legs with her head on my thigh.
Micaela asked:
“How was that Champion?”
“That was wonderful, thank you.”
I kissed her. I turned my head and kissed Aoife. Then I reached down and gently pulled Janice to me and kissed her lips. She settled back to her knees with a big smile.
“Ladies, after all this time flat my back I am weak as a kitten. We need to start walking. Can we get my junk together so that we can at least walk around the room?”
Micaela looked concerned and started to voice a protest. Aoife cut her off.
“He is right. We need our Champion on his feet as quickly as possible. Between we three we can keep him from harm. After his exertion you may give him medication for the pain and to help him sleep.”
I pointed to Aoife and Janice.
“You two have an added responsibility. In a very few days you will accompany me as we kill J.W. Miles and retrieve his gadgets.”
Aoife responded:
“I am working with Janice. We will both be ready for what ever you command.”
Janice nodded.
Aoife helped me to my feet. I swayed a bit and she held me. I said:
“I’m OK. I looked at your tits and it made me light-headed.”
I was rewarded with a laugh and a light slap on the shoulder. Micaela collected all my various IVs onto to one rolling stand. Janice held my right arm while Aoife held my left. We began a slow walk around the room.
I had not moved six steps when the exertion and the pain had me sweating like the last ten feet of a marathon. Aoife was watching my eyes trying to gauge when to stop. I called a halt at her chair.
“Show me your bow.”
Aoife smiled as she straightened me. She left me held up by Janice as she retrieved her new bow.
“Cynthia took me shopping. We went to the archery center. Cynthia told them I wanted a compound bow. They had a range and target where I could test different types of recurve and compound bows. They were surprised at the weight I could draw. Then they were surprised by my accuracy.”
“You didn’t go dressed like that?”
“Cynthia made me wear coveralls. She unzipped them just enough so you could see the tops of my leather armor.”
“That’s my girl.”
“This is called an Oneida Black Eagle Carbon.”
She held up a modern compound bow with a slightly different design.
“I see why you like this one. The limb ends flex against the gears and pulleys. It looks closest to your horn composite bow from Atlantis.”
She agreed:
“I was never as comfortable with the pulleys and gears exposed. I recognized the value first time I came to full-draw! I just couldn’t get over the look.”
“That actually makes sense. It has to feel “right” to you.”
I turned to Janice.
“Are you practicing?”
“Yes, Master. We have an archery range in the side yard. We have a shooting range in a nearby long vacant factory building that Christy and I bought.”
“I have a bunch to catch up with.”
“Yes, Master. I will help you.”
I gestured to Aoife’s bow.
“Have you shot modern weapons?”
Aoife responded:
“Cynthia has me shooting a Ruger 10/22 rifle and a Ruger Mark 2 pistol. Both are 22 rimfire.”
“Any center fire?”
“Glock 17 and M16.”
“Janice?”
“Same, Master. I owned a Glock so she added the 18.”
“I remember now.”
I turned slightly toward my nurse.
“How about you Micaela are you practicing?”
“Yes, Champion. My sister and I work with both Aoife and Cynthia.”
“Aoife and Janice, one modification for your training. Ask Cynthia to add the Makarov pistol with suppressor and the Skorpion Cz 61 also with suppressor to your repertoire.”
Aoife responded:
“For the assault, Champion?”
“Very astute my love, yes it is for the entry team.”
Aoife gave m a hard look and grabbed my hand. She turned me around. We returned to my bed. I was quickly back sitting on the edge of my bed. Micaela had her BP cuff wrapped around my arm. Aoife was again sitting next to me with Janice at my feet.
Aoife said:
“Relax Champion. You can’t do this all at once. I too have experience with wounds. The magic will work quickly now that you are awake.”
“Tell me love, is the coma typical?”
“Yes, Champion. When the wounds are very serious the magic puts the body in a deep dreamless sleep. The AI and crystals attempt to heal the tissues while the body is at rest.”
“How long now?”
“We will see later today at your wakening.”
I turned her face to me with a hand on her cheek. She took the hint and kissed me.
Micaela spoke up:
“Hey you two BEHAVE. I’m trying to take vitals here. One more like that and I need a new cuff!”
“Yes, nurse.”
Janice touched my knee. When I looked down, she asked:
“Would you like something to drink?”
“Janice, I have a craving for orange juice. I hate to send you looking for it at this time of day.”
“That’s OK. Coming right up.”
With that she stood up and headed for the door. Micaela was done with my vitals. She and Aoife carefully put me back to bed. I asked them to crank up the head of the bed. Aoife and Micaela sat on opposite sides of the bed keeping me company while Janice returned. On the bedside table were an impressive number of pills and hypos waiting for me!
The door opened and Janice returned followed closely by Aurelia carrying a silver try with a pitcher of orange juice and glasses. Aurelia set the tray next to the bed. She turned to me and taking my head in her hands she kissed me very thoroughly.
“Hello Aurelia, I missed you.”
I looked in her eyes and saw tears. I put my arms around her and hugged her tight. She pulled her head back slightly and we kissed again.”
“Those better be happy tears, my love. No sad tears allowed. Please serve my orange juice. The cruel Micaela is anxiously waiting to torture me with her needles.”
This got me a smile and a modest giggle from Aurelia and a rich laugh from Micaela and Aoife.
Aoife said:
“You weren’t complaining about Micaela torturing you earlier.”
“She took advantage of my weak and suggestible state.”
Aurelia smirked and then she added:
“If you are discussing what I think, you my Champion are always suggestible.”
“Thank you for sharing.”
Aurelia poured my orange juice. I motioned to Aoife.
“Go and get Isobel. Micaela won’t kick her out until I finish my OJ and medications.”
Aoife quickly went to the door. She had no more then opened it than Queen Isobel appeared. Aoife motioned her to my side. I patted the bed next to me. Isobel sat on the side of the bed. She looked me in the eye and then she leaned forward into a very hot kiss with her tongue quickly joining mine.
“Hello my Queen. I missed you.”
“And I you Champion.”
We kissed again and I was just lost in the feel of those lips. We would still be lip locked but Micaela intervened:
“Break it up! You finish your orange juice and no stalling. You two back outside. Sorry Queen Isobel.”
“Quite all right. You have a job to do and a difficult patient.”
“Thank you too, my Queen.”
Isobel and Aurelia waved prettily. Each gave me a little wave with her hips as well.
Janice took my empty glass and refilled it so that I could take my handful of pills. Aoife took the opportunity to wipe my face with a towel. I thanked her with a kiss. Micaela started laughing:
“I’m going to have to knock you out just to protect you from yourself.”
After I finished my pills and drained my glass, Micaela had a question. She held up the back of her clipboard and showed me a chart:
“Here is the universal pain chart. It is a one to ten scale with descriptors. Please tell me where you current pain falls on this scale?”
I looked at the chart and said:
“Nine and change!”
“That’s what I thought. Aoife please give me a hand rolling him on his side.”
She swabbed me on the butt with alcohol.
“Feel the stick…now.”
Aoife helped me settle back. She kissed me goodnight. Micaela’s lips were the last things I remembered as the lights went out.
Reveille was 0600 when Doctor Elizabeth Harkin late of the Army and the National Guard woke me to take my vitals and administer an ass chewing.
“Good Morning, bad ass.”
“Good morning, doctor.”
“Sleep well? Should have. Breaking every rule which I set for your recuperation should have been good exercise.”
“Doc, is it too late to try and charm you?”
“Yes, far too late.”
“How about throwing myself on your tender mercies?”
“None for you bad ass, no mercy.”
“Then I have no choice. I’ll take this ass chewing like the whiney puke I am. That is crying and blaming everybody but myself.”
“I told you bad ass, don’t try to joke your way out of this.”
“One thing Doc, don’t blame Micaela. I am old and wily. She got steamrollered.”
“Too late for that. She already took a hit during morning report. I do blame you but she is supposed to call for reinforcements when you act out.”
“Sorry.”
“How did the walking go?”
“I made it that far and had to turn back. I sucked.”
“Not really. You were on your ass for 13 days and nights -- even without the trauma you would be weak. You did fine. We’ll order that to continue. This time have the girls “reward” you after instead of before. It’s a better incentive.”
At my look she laughed uproariously and pointed to her medallion.
“No secrets bad ass.”
I patted the bed next to me and Elizabeth sat down.
“What’s the prognosis, Elizabeth?”
“You don’t mean physical.”
“Nope.”
“Could go either way, bad ass. You could freeze when confronted, killing your whole team or you actually react faster having gone this way before.”
“I thought you doctors had all the fucking answers.”
“No just a shitload of really good questions.”
I gave my doctor a hug and then a kiss.
I took a good look at Doctor Elizabeth Harkin. She was a little older but she was still pretty and she had a tight, petite figure. She would be a hit on any MILF website.
“You clean up nice Doc.”
“I told you bad ass, do not try to charm me.”
“Tell me why, Doctor?”
“Why I joined your team?”
“Yes.”
“You know I’m an adrenalin junky. My problem is bureaucracy. It just sucks the joy out of any situation. I am at my best on the line treating patients. I spend my life immersed in paperwork and listening to HMO’s bitch about my treatment orders. This is a chance to treat people with first class conditions and first class people. In the end we might even make a difference if we can fix J.W and people like him.”
I released her. She asked if I needed to use the urinal. I did. Janice and her handled my morning piss. Again Janice held the urinal. This time Elizabeth held my dick. When I was done, Elizabeth let my cock lay in the warm palm of her hand. She smiled at me as she carefully placed my cock back under my sheet.
Next the good doctor started with my vitals. Right after that were my morning pills. By this time Aurelia had arrived with a breakfast tray. Both she and the tray looked very appetizing.
“Good Morning, Aurelia my love.”
“Good morning, Champion. Did you sleep well?”
“Yes, Aurelia. I dreamed about you.”
Doctor Elizabeth started laughing. She quit what she was doing to turn and look at me.
“Cynthia is right. You are a bullshitter of the first order!”
“Thank you. I think.”
Doctor Elizabeth turned to Aurelia:
“Aurelia, could you please give him a big glass of orange juice so he can take his pills.”
Then she turned to me:
“Some of these will be discontinued as you heal further. The antibiotics were precautionary, for instance. You won’t be taking this handful of pills for ever.”
With that I slammed down my morning dosage. I drained my juice. Aurelia set a plate with toast in front of me. I ate with good appetite. Doctor Elizabeth grunted in approval.
“Make a note, Aurelia. Doctor Harkin likes something I did.”
“Two things actually, bad ass. You peed a whole bunch last night and this morning.”
I finished my meal. With Aurelia keeping me company and Doctor Harkins teasing the medical exam was quick and relatively painless.
“Time for you to walk, bad ass. Need anything?”
“Yes, you up for an experiment?”
“I’m game.”
“You pound the wound in my leg full of lidocaine and give me an oral pain killer. That way I’m not so spacey when our meeting happens this afternoon.”
“Sounds like a plan. Otherwise if I give you enough meds to matter, all you will want to do is sleep.”
Elizabeth walked over to a large cabinet and retrieved the needed medications. As she set up her syringes, she commented:
“Another difference. That cabinet is filled with medications including every type of narcotic. In my last hospital that would be a vault. Here we don’t even bother to lock it.”
Elizabeth administered the shots and gave me the pills. Janice and her had me sitting with my feet dangling.
“Janice, where is Aoife this morning?”
“She is getting our archery range ready for our practice, Master.”
“That’s where I want to be.”
Doctor Harkin spoke then:
“Here is what we need to do. I will pull your peripheral IV. Then I unhook your central line. I inject Heparin in the central port, which allows us to use it later. Then you can go for a walk. One more thing, I want two people walking with you besides Janice.”
Camelia and Micaela had joined Doctor Harkin by this time. They went to work to accomplish the tasks quickly and efficiently. Elizabeth said:
“Done, who helps you walk this time?”
Camelia spoke up:
“I saw the General and his people outside the door when I came in.”
Aurelia said:
“I can summon him for you, Champion.”
“Please do, Aurelia.”
They must have been just outside the door. She no sooner left then she was back with General Ulysses and his entourage. He introduced me to Perun his aide and Perun’s wife Morana. Then he introduced Agronna. There was no need to explain her. His eyes and body language made it clear that she was special to him. All three of his people were soldiers for Atlantis and attired in the leather armor. None of them filled it out like his daughter Aoife, though Agronna came close! After the greetings and introductions were complete, Ulysses spoke:
“What do you need, Champion?”
“I want to observe the archery practice which also gets me some exercise. I am still weak. I need help so I do not fall.”
Morana spoke up:
“Do not be embarrassed. You were wounded bravely in battle. All of us would be pleased to help you or even carry you.”
There was general agreement, which made me feel better. They threw a robe over my shoulders. Perun and Morana were on each side of me with Janice leading and Agronna close behind. The General moved in front of us, clearing obstacles. We left my hospital room. I had my first glimpses of the changes during my sleep.
I was making good progress. I was easily as fast as one of those 300-pound turtles you see on Animal Planet. You know the ones dragging themselves along the beach by their little flippers. Yep, them I could lap!
We met some people I knew and a bunch that I had no clue. I greeted Elias and Jon. They decided to join us. Maeve also joined our walk.
Enoch and others were meeting with Isobel. They all started to get up. I waved them off and told them to finish their meeting.
We arrived at the kitchen. Cath, Christy, Megan, Natalie, and Cynthia were sitting at the table being served by Aurelia and another who could have been her twin. This was Berit, Queen Isobel’s other attendant. Blue and Green were in the kitchen assisting Aurelia.
The surprise was across the table: Michael Brady, his wife Kathleen, her sister Eileen, and his girlfriend Flame were all having breakfast. Mike was wearing wizard jewelry.
I didn’t have time to more than greet people as my exercise team hustled me out the door. We did not stop until we reached the side yard and found a very nice archery range installed.
Aoife was already loosening up. She walked up and kissed me with a lot of tongue. I glanced at “dad” to get a reaction. He seemed pleased. I relaxed. First rule; be careful with the daughter when the father carries a great big knife.
Janice brought a chaise lounge for me to sit on as I observed the action. Jon and Elias grabbed their own chairs. Maeve sat on the end of my chair.
The rest including Janice grabbed bows and began an intense practice. I was impressed! The modern compound bow was quickly adapted to their service. All the soldiers, male and female were accurate and could fire a series of arrows quickly.
The last exercise was the General ordering volley fire with flights of arrows following one another so quickly that two flights were in the air at the same time.
When they were done, I applauded. They appreciated the praise. It was time for some serious discussion.
“Lets talk about J.W. Miles and how we carry out that operation.”
Jon brought more chairs and some of the group sat in the grass. Aoife pressed in to sit next to me with Janice kneeling in the grass on my opposite side.
“Maeve, can you show me a hologram of the J.W. house? Any chance of showing the immediate neighborhood?”
Maeve made a hologram appear in the center of our group. It showed the house and a couple blocks of the surrounding neighborhood. With that in front of us, our discussion was off and running. I had the best possible group for this discussion and took advantage of every brain.
Several hours later Aurelia and Berit arrived with silver trays containing cold drinks. Aurelia pointed at me and said:
“I’m afraid the meeting is concluded. Champion needs food, drink, medicine and rest.”
Meeting over! Maeve made the hologram disappear. Aurelia and Berit distributed drinks. The group rose to disperse. Elias stopped me and said:
“I have something for you Champion.”
He presented me with an ivory cylinder about six inches long and about one in diameter. It had seven silver bands set equidistantly along its length. The cylinder and the bands were carved with intricate runes and symbols.
He continued:
“This is powerful in its own right. It will focus and augment your spells. Attach it to your wrist piece. You will hold it in your hand to use it. You and your AI must be comfortable using this before your assault.”
“Thank you, Elias.”
Aoife turned to me:
“What next Champion?”
“I would like to see shooting range before our meeting.”
Janice answered:
“That is the Christy and Cynthia show.”
She turned to Aurelia:
“Are Christy and Cynthia still in the kitchen?”
“No, but they are still on the grounds.”
I turned to Maeve:
“Please locate Christy and Cynthia. Ask them to please see me at their convenience.”
“Where will you be?”
“Janice and Aoife are going to carry me to the gazebo. Aurelia is going to follow with a carafe of coffee.”
The girls had me on my feet quickly. Despite my words, I was able to navigate to the gazebo under my own power with them only needing to steady me as I tackled the steps. We were just sitting down when Christy arrived.
“Cynthia is getting ready to take her first group to the range. Do you need her?”
“No, Christy. I wanted to check. Is it okay with you two if I visit the range this morning?”
Christy looked stunned
“Are you up to it?”
“Christy thanks to your efforts. Building the hospital room. Buying the machines. Stocking the medicines. I am more than up for it, I am almost cured.”
I grabbed her. I pulled her into my lap and began hugging and kissing her. She looked stunned.
“What’s wrong Christy?”
“I never expected anybody to notice.”
“Christy, we all noticed and we are all grateful for everything.”
“Now, how do we get to the range?”
“Your Suburban is close.”
“Lets stop in my house. Get me dressed. Go to the range for a few minutes.”
Everybody nodded. I had Janice, Christy and Aoife trying to dress me. My dick was so hard I could not zip up my pants.
Christy had Janice kneel topless. Christy masturbated me pointed at Janice’s tits. Aoife stood behind me supporting me. Aoife also played with my balls increasing my stimulation. I started to come. Christy held me while Janice leaned forward and sucked me into her mouth. She cleaned my cock completely. I was soft enough to tuck now.
We finished dressing and headed for my suburban. We were on our way to visit our shooting range.