There is a New Villainess in Town
© 2011 by: Mr. David R. Dorrycott
Chapter Eighteen
Pain woke the feline and with consciousness she realized her predicament. Yet instead of a police cell or secure hospital room she found herself looking up at a painted ceiling, an ornate painting that would be at home in India. Taking a deep breath she tried to fight the pain, but her leg hurt so bad all she wanted to do was scream for her mother.
“Where is your pain medication” Mist asked from Fluffball’s left side. “You need it now and I don’t want you tearing out those stitches Rishima put in you.”
“Pocket labeled medication” Fluffball answered in short bursts. “Gods this hurts.”
“And that would be?” Mist asked gently, offering the belt to her patient. “These are written in a language I can’t read.”
Taking the belt, Fluffball fumbled a bit until she had it the right way. “Medication” she explained in a tight voice, pointing at one of the pockets. “The green pills, one. Only one.” Taking another deep breath she let out a thin keen of pain for a moment while Mist worked. Finally Mist held out a pill for the cat to see.
“This one?”
“That one” Fluffball agreed, accepting the pill that, because of its glossy coating she was able to dry swallow. “About fifteen, twenty minutes. Then I’ll be out the rest of the day so you can have your police drag me through the streets by my tail if you want.” She closed her eyes, breathing through her mouth as she fought the overwhelming pain of her leg wound. “Fifteen days, you won’t see much more than a scar I guarantee it.” It was about then that she realized that she was naked under the beds covers.
“My clothes?” she asked softly.
“Well, since your just an animal we thought why waste good clothing on you so we burned them.” Mist giggled at the glare Fluffball gave her. “Drying, I washed them myself what was left of it. You carry an awful lot of stuff on you, its over there in the wardrobe drawer. I didn’t mess with any of it, or the thousand dollars you were carrying. Why so much?”
“Bribes?” Fluffball asked. “Expensive dinners?” She huffed a bit trying to control her pain. “I pay certain street people for information, they are my eyes” she finally admitted. “You better call your husband.”
“Already did, Pawn shop phone about seven blocks North. He said to stick with you until you were well enough to function on your own. So how often do you get these pills?”
“Nice man, your lucky. Uh...” Fluffball tried to remember what Pat had told her. “No more than one every twenty-three hours.”
“Powerful stuff then, no wonder there are so few of them. Yeah, I am lucky, what about you?” Mist asked.
Opening her pain filled eyes Fluffball decided to tell a little of the truth. “She’s dead, no lie there. No one in a long time, some one night stands but nothing I would call close to serious.”
“Then we will just have to find you someone” Mist decided. “Do you like blonds, brunettes or redheads?”
“I like intelligent women” Fluffball answered, some of the pain slipping from her face as the drug started working. “Intelligent feline woman.”
“Can’t help you there but I do know a few woman who would kill to share your bed. Ones even a hero but you can’t tell anyone, she’d be thrown out of the organization and made a target for the rest in an instant.”
“Not you” Fluffball asked, feeling her body relax as the drug took affect.
“No, I’m as straight as they come” Mist admitted. “I’ll be your friend if you allow, but not your lover. While your recovering I’ll look around, who knows what I might come up with. Maybe even Zhang Ziyi.”
“Who is.. Um.. Ziyi?” Fluffball asked.
“Chinese actress” Mist explained. “A friend of mine showed me some of her movies, she says Ziyi is way hot. I like her work so I guess you could call me a fan though I had the hots for Kevin Smith when I was a young teenager. It really crushed me when he died. So, how are you feeling now?”
“Tired, I think I’m about to fall asleep. Mist... Thank you.”
Mist smiled, reaching out to touch the felines nose. “Just remember who saved that stubby tail of your when your about to off me, okay?”
“I don’t kill” Fluffball whispered as the drug pushed her mind into sleep.