Merry Whumpmas Day 3: Fever

Merry Whumpmas Day 3: Fever

Fandom: The Dragon Prince

Summary: Ezren gets sick

  It had been a while since Ezren or Callum had gotten sick. That was good. The Opeli came to talk to Callum. Ezren may be the king but he is still a child. Children are fragile.

    "High mage, your brother has fallen ill. He is in his room." Opeli informed him. Callum closed his book and walked to Ezren's room. He knew he would really only be able to keep him company.

    As he opened the door Bait greeted him. He walked over to Ezren's bed and sat down. The boy shifted from his place and leaned against Callum.

    Ezren was so warm. His skin felt like it was burning. "hey Ez, how are you doing?"

    "I don't feel well." Ezren muttered.

    "You'll be okay Ez. Get some rest."

Soon Ezren had fallen asleep. Callum leaned against his head broad and sighed. He pulled out a book and started to read it.

Opeli quietly came into the room with a glass of water and a small bucket of water that had a rag on the side of it. She placed them beside the bed and nodded to Callum. He smiled softly as she left the room, closing the door almost silently.

Almost an hour later Ezren started to stir. He muttered about something before waking up slightly. "Callum, can you get Dad?" He asked innocently.

Callum tried to figure out what to say. He was delirious. The fever had started to cause painful dreams. "He's busy but I'm here. Try to go back to sleep okay?"

Tears welled in the older brother's eyes as he reached for the rag and rang it out. He pressed the cloth gently against Ezren's head and shortly the boy was back asleep. Callum put the rage back in the bucket and leaned back against the headboard.

Tears fell softly from his eyes as he wondered about what would be different about their lives if Harrow had survived. Maybe Ezren's only family wouldn't be a mage and a general who is hours away. Maybe he wouldn't be the one who has to take care of Ezren.

It wasn't that Callum minded. He would do anything for him. But a father seemed better than a brother. They weren't very old and were already alone.

Of course there were doctors that could take care of Ezren. He was the king of Katolis after all. But for now all they could do is keep him comfortable. It was just a virus that would go away soon enough.

Still Callum worried. He did a lot of that as of lately. He worried about the people he was around. He couldn't help it.

Again Ezren stirred. Before he could wake up, Callum placed the damp rag on his head and started to whisper softly. He whispered words of comfort to him and soon the boy had settled again.

The rag hit the water as Callum closed his eyes. Hopefully Ezren would feel better soon.

Whumptober Day 9: Mistaken Identity

Fandom: Star Wars The Clone Wars

Warning: Character Death

Summary: While sitting with a dying soldier, Fives gets mistaken for one of his batch mates.

  Fives had known that being mistaken for one of his brothers was possible. He never expected to happen in this way. The man looked at the clone. A piece of shrapnel had caught him in the side. It had gone clean though his armor. He held pressure around the wound, unsure of what to do with the debris.

    "You're going to be okay" he tried to comfort him. The soldier kept grabbing at him, panic filling him. Fives held one of his hands with the one he wasn't using to keep him alive.

    The wounded raised the hand, trying to pull Fives closer. It was cold but the sun was peaking out of the clouds. The wind blew harshly, knocking orange, yellow, and red leaves into the gunfire. They sprinkled to the ground, a red one landing next to the dying man.

    "Rocky, I don't wanna go" he said.

    Fives didn't expect to be called Rocky. He hid his confusion, "you're going to be okay."

    "Rocky" he grabbed his shoulder and pulled him closer. "I'm scared."

    "You'll be okay." Fives knew what was happening. He wasn't going to be okay. All he could do was pretend to be this guy he didn't even know. He couldn't leave him and he wasn't going to let him know he was going to die with a random stranger.

    He was delusional. He couldn't see. He didn't know what was going on. He just cried as the world he knew came to a close. "Rocky, tell-" his words became quiet whispers and Fives couldn't understand him. He felt his body go limp and he laid him back down to the ground.

    The red leaf blew away. It fled into the wind.

    Fives sighed. Too many of his brothers met an end like this. After the battle he became obsessed with finding Rocky. He didn't know anything about the man he had been mistaken for. All he knew was a name. But he had to know. He needed to at least meet the man he pretended to be for a dying brother.

    He asked everyone. He searched the 501st for him. Finally someone had an answer for him. "I think he's over there. He and his buddy are looking for their batch." 

    Fives walked over. "You Rocky?"

    "If I am?"

    'He's Rocky alright" Fives thought.

    "I wanted to talk to you. I was with a friend of yours. I never got his name."

    The man next to Rocky has a terrified look on his face.

    "I was with him, when he died."

    "Died?" Rocky asked. "what do you mean, died?" He started to raise his voice.

    "He was calling me by your name. Seemed like you were close."

    Rocky's tough exterior started to crack. His eyes started to water. "Did his armor have leaves on them? One really messed up one on the chest plate?" Every bit of spite and anger that had been in his voice slipped away.

    The man next to him placed a hand on his shoulder.

    "Yeah."

    Rocky shook. He turned to his friend, years in his eyes, and hugged him. The man looked surprised but held him.

    The role Fives had played was bigger than he thought. He knew how Rocky felt. Or maybe he didn't. Maybe he understood as much as he could understand. He probably felt the same pain as when he had lost Echo.

    "I'm sorry for your loss. If you want to talk about him-?"

    "Thank you." The other man spoke up. "Maybe we'll come find you later."

    "Okay." Fives started to walk away.

    "Did he say anything?"

    Fives stopped. He turned around. Rocky wasn't standing too far from him and his friend wasn't far from him. "He wanted you to tell something to someone. He- wasn't able to say a name or what."

    "Okay."

    "Are you two gonna be okay?"

    "Yeah, we'll be fine."

    "Okay. Come find me if you need anything okay? Literally anything."

    "Thank you."

Whumptober Day 4: Shock/panic (Alt Prompt)

Fandom: The Dragon Prince

Summary: Callum gets shocked by Zym by accident after he was tortured by Finnegrin.

    Callum was in pain. It hasn't been long since Finnegrin had tortured him. Parts of his skin were charged. He could feel his clothes rubbing against his burns. It hurt more than he thought it would, yet he would do it all again if he had to.

    Zym sat closely against Ezren but kept looking back at Callum. He knew he was hiring and he wanted to help. The dragon stood and walked over to Callum. He put his head on his lap for a moment.

    The mage rested a head on top of Zym's head. "Hey buddy."

    Zym got in Callum's lap and laid down for a minute. He made him smile. Then Rayla touched him.

    Zym jumped, startled. He lost control of his power for just a moment and administered a slight shock around his body to fight the unknown 'attack'.

    Callum being under Zym, took the shock. He yelped and tried to move back. Suddenly he was no longer with his friends. Now he was back below the deck of the Sea Legs. Elmore was torturing him, leaving burns all over his body, making his cry with pain.

    The electricity that ran through the boy's body carried pain wherever it could reach. It hurt so badly. He was helpless against Finnegrin and Elmore. The chains around Callum's wrist made the current flow into them harsher than the rest of his body.

    Callum was hyperventilating. Ezren moved to his side quickly and tried to help him breathe. Zym moved to the other side of the boat. Bait, Soren, and Rayla all crowded around the mage. Ezren made them back up but grabbed Bait and placed him in Callum's arms.

    Callum took Bait and held him closely. The comfort of the glow toad helped to keep him calm. Ezren talked to Callum, trying to calm him down. It was hard for the boy, not knowing why his brother had such a strong reaction to something that he normally didn't mind.

    "Are you okay?" Soren asked. Callum looked up at him and tried to breathe slower. "Here, Ezren can I? The knife motioned towards Callum and Ezren moved. Soren started slowly breathing loudly. "What's one thing you can hear?"

    It took a moment before Callum answered. "The- the sea."

    "Good. Something you see?"

    "You."

    Soren chuckled, "pick something else."

    He taped the boat with his foot. "The boat?"

    Callum nodded.

    "Smell?"

    "Salt" he answered.

    "Taste?"

    "Salt."

    Soren looked at the kid's split lip. "yeah, me too. Last one okay? One thing you feel."

    "Scared."

    "Wrong kind but thank you for telling me."

    "Oh." Callum held up Bait.

    "Do you feel better?"

    He paused for a moment before he spoke, "yeah." He looked past the others at Zym, "sorry buddy." Zym nodded and came over to him. He nuged his leg and laid at his feet.

    "What happened?" Rayla asked.

    "Finnegan."

    "Oh."

    Callum looked at the worried looks on everyone's faces. Bait glew blue and Zym curled up tighter on Callum's feet. Now he'd have to tell the story he didn't want anyone to know. And to think it all started with an accident. What a shocker.

Winter Whumperland Day 3: George Bailey (We've lost everything we've had!"

Fandom: Star Wars The Bad Batch

Summary: After the events of season two, Echo talks to Phee on Pabu

Phee hadn't expected to only see three people get off the Marauder. In fact she didn't expect to see the Marauder so soon. It was too soon.

"Where's Brown eyes and the kid?" She asked.

Wrecker tried to answer but looked like he might cry. Echo stood in front of her but Hunter bet him to it. "Techs gone and Omega was taken."

"Gone? Taken? What?" Phee hadn't expected that. She was unsure of what to say now.

"He's dead. Empire took her." Echo spoke. He looked down and realized she had probably already known what that meant.

"Do you know anything about where she could have been taken?" Phee tried to stay calm. She had really liked Tech. Actually she had liked him a lot. Now he was gone, without so much as a warning.

"No." Hunter walked passed her and to a set of stairs. "I'll be back."

Wrecker walked over to Echo and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Me too. I'm going to find Shep, fill him in." Then he walked away.

Echo just stood there with Phee. He wasn't sure what to do anymore.

"It's going to be okay." Phee tried to assure him.

"We've lost everything we've had! We've lost our home, our purpose, our brothers, our employer! It doesn't seem like it's going to be 'okay'!" Echo started to pace a little.

"You have each other."

"Really? Because I'm pretty sure Tech's in the bottom of a ravine, Omega and Crosshair are who knows where, and Hunter and Wrecker have gone off on their own too! That doesn't seem like we have each other!"

Phee took a step back, stunned. "Don't you have your rebel friend? Or anyone else? Maybe some you knew from before?" She tried.

"Rex is too busy. The rest are dead, they are all dead. I told you, we've lost everything." Echo stopped and stood in front of her. He tried to keep tears from falling down his face. "I've lost everything but them. I can't-" his voice broke, "I can't lose them too."

"Oh honey." Phee moved and hung Echo. "You won't. We'll find her okay? Reach out to your friend, Rex right? Call him. Even if you just talk to him. It might help."

"Maybe you're right." Echo raised his scomp up and commed Rex. He spoke with him for a while before he started to feel better. Rex told him he would be there to help find Omega and Crosshair and that he was sorry about Tech.

The cyborg walked back up to Phee when he was done. She had made herself a cup of Tech's favorite tea and had sat in the chair by the beach he had called his.

"You know, you're not the only one who has lost something."

Echo hadn't expected to hear her say that. He stood beside her as she started to talk.

"Why do you think I'm here? I love this place but I didn't always have a place here. I didn't lose my family exactly the same way, at least not all of them. I thought that Tech was finally getting the hint but, I guess we'll never know." Echo looked down before looking back at her.

"I know. I'm sorry. I just- there's only so much you can deal with before you have to tell someone. I shouldn't have blown up at you I just, can't do another death." Echo sat beside the chair, ignoring the one he could have sat in on the other side of Phee.

"I understand, just try to be calmer next time?"

"Hopefully there won't be a next time."

Phee smiled softly, "your right. Let's hope. Now we should probably find the other two parts of you."

Whumptober Master List!

Whumptober was pretty fun! I look forward to next year! Unfortunately this is as far as I got this year but if I post any more of them I'll definitely up this!

Each Fandom has its own color and summaries are on the pages.

Miraculous Ladybug, The Bad Batch, The Clone Wars, The Dragon Prince, Spider-verse,

Day 1: "How Many Fingers Am I Holding Up?"

Day 2: "They don't care about you."

Day 3: "Make It Stop."

Day 4: Shock/Panic

Day 5: "You Better Pray I Don't Get Up."

Day 6: Mind Controlled/Forced to Hurt Someone Else

Day 7: Radio Silence/"Can You Hear Me?"

Day 8: "I'v Got a Soul But I'm Not a Soldier."

Day 9: Mistaken Identity

Day 10: "You Said You Would Never Leave."

Day 11: Captivity/"No One Will Find You."

Day 12: Red

Merry Whumpmas Day 4: Chills

Fandom: Star Wars The Bad Batch

Summary: As Crosshair reunites with his family he notices that someone is not there.

Seeing his brothers again was a lot for Crosshair. He thought he had told them not to come, to leave him behind like they had before. Even if understood why now, it still hurt. The scar was still a scab.

But then he noticed, Tech was missing. His body shook with a chilling realization. It felt like his whole body went cold and he almost froze in place. It was the only reason he wouldn't be there. Tech had to be dead.

Fear gripped his heart and squeezed. It was almost painful. But maybe he was wrong. Maybe Crosshair was wrong. It wouldn't be the first time.

He wanted to ask but the fear and uncertainty left him speechless. Instead he put one foot in front of the other. He followed the rest of his family outside of this awful place that had broken him. They led him to the light he had long forgotten.

Hope.

Still, Crosshair couldn't be happy. As they walked he realized there was no way Tech could be with them. Was he hurt? Could he be with the Marauder? Why did they look so, nervous.

When they did get to the Marauder, Rex was waiting. Warm blood was replaced with ice water. He was gone. That's why they were nervous; why Omega hadn't said anything when he asked about them. She didn't know how to tell him.

The water froze him. He stood still, staring at the Marauder. He thought about every memory that he had with Tech in it. There was no way he was gone. Not without saying goodbye right?

But hadn't they already? Was their last encounter supposed to give him closer? Was he supposed to be okay? Could he move? Did moving mean excepting?

Hunter put a hand on Crosshair's shoulder and tried to move him along. "We need to go."

"He's not there, is he?"

An icicle plunged into the man's heart. "No. Tech's not there."

Crosshair wanted to cry. The only thing that stood in his way was dehydration.

"We have to go Crosshair" Hunter shook. He put slight pressure on his brother's back, trying to move forward.

Slowly Crosshair moved, Hunter's hand generating enough heat to move his frozen body forward. He was finally home.

Home was different than he remembered. First of all there was room for Omega. Then Tech's bunk had been left untouched. His blanket was still folded over.

Crosshair looked at his own. It had been made. He knew he hadn't made it. He moved the blanket to find a small letter. A chill went up his spine as he grabbed it.

It was from Tech. He gently opened it with shaky hands. He pulled the letter out of the envelope and unfolded it.

It read, "Dear Crosshair, I didn't know what would happen. In truth I didn't expect the mission to go well. But I knew we had to go. If not for anything, to make up for the damage we had done to you. That is not to say you didn't hurt us as well. I hope I will retrieve this letter once I am on the ship. If not, I was told it is best to not leave words unsaid. You were a good brother Crosshair. I was grateful to have you."

Crosshair held the letter to his chest. That was the most affection Tech had ever shown to him. He laid on his bed and let out a sigh. This was going to be hard.