Children of Organization XIII 4

"I don't know!" Oen banged his head on the wall.

 

Eriol smiled and started to laugh.
Neo rolled her eyes and took Eriol back. Holding him, she put her hand over his chest. "Funny.... I can feel a heartbeat..."

 

Oen stopped. "Good thing we're in a hospital..."

 

Neo facepalmed. "What the heck happened to our son...?"

 

Oen passed out, a bloody spot on his head.

 

OOC: FUUUUUUUUUCK!
BIC:

Neo's eyes widened. Putting Eriol in his crib, she got up and ran to Oen. "Oen? Oen!"
Eriol watched them calmly, with a sorta smirk on his face.

 

An evil laugh was heard. A cloaked figure was in the doorway, a smoking gun in his hand.

 

Neo stared at the cloaked figure. "Who are you?! What have you done to Oen?!"

 

"Shot him in the head. Better hurry, or he will die." The figure vanished.

 

OOC: DOUBLY FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
BIC:

Neo frowned and put her hand to the side of Oen's head. Using Curaja, she started to cry.

 

Oen stayed still, coughing up blood every few seconds.

 

Neo used curaja again. "Come on! Please wake up...."
Another curaja came over Oen.
Neo blinked and looked back at Eriol.
Eriol had his hand up at Oen, using Curaja.

 

Oen's hand twitched. The bullet came out of his head.

 

Neo started to smile. She looked back at Eriol. "Thank you Eriol..."

 

The wound started healing.

 

Eriol smiled at Neo and looked back at Oen. "Da....ddy..."
Neo gasped. "An hour old and he started to talk and use magik...."

 

Oen awoke. "His first word... and only an hour old..."

 

Neo sighed with relief and hugged Oen. "Thank god...." She looked back at Eriol. "I think we should take him to Phenox... A child that speaks and uses magik within an hour of being born and has no heart but a pulse is not good...."

 

Oen nodded. He hugged back and stood up.

 

Neo walked over to Eriol and picked him up. "Lets go."
Eriol moaned at being picked up. Eventually, he settled down and fell asleep.

OOC: Why does Eriol remind me of Stewie from Family Guy now?