A New Wound

                                    

                                          

"Ah! Stop!" Wilbur screamed as Niki lightly touched the cut with her gloved hand.
                          
"Wilbur! You need to calm down!" Wilbur cried and squeezed the rug, Technoblade and Phil watched from a distance.
                          
"I've never seen this before, I have no idea what could've cut all the way down to the bone. We need to stop the infection before it completely breaks the bone."
                          
"What does that even mean?!" Wilbur shouted.
                          
"I need to call them, I'm sorry Phil. I can't do this alone." Niki reached into her bag and grabbed a pearl.
                          
"No Niki! I can help! What do you need me to do?"
                          
"Phil, this isn't in your hands. You can't deal with this, you wouldn't even know the first thing."
                          
"I have no choice here." She broke the pearl which shattered like glass in her hands. A large cloud of smoke clouded the room and Phil and techno coughed as they waved their hands to try and clear their vision.
                          
"Huh?" Someone said in reply and yawned loudly. 
                          
"Hannah, I need your help."
                          
"I said I was on break."
                          
"Please? I've never seen this type of magic before-"
                          
"Okay? Okay! What is it?" No matter how much the two males tried, they couldn't see past the cloud of smoke. Almost like it was intentionally hiding the other three from them.
                          
"Look at his hand." Hannah tilted her head and floated down. Scooping it up gently she analyzed the wound.
                          
"How'd you do this one?"
                          
"Tommy! Tommy did it!" Wilbur screamed out and snatched his hand from her grasp.
                          
"It's an easy fix." Hannah grabbed his hand and held it gently this time. Hovered her hand over the wound she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Niki watched as a vine grew from her palm and reached down for Wilbur's. It wrapped its soft stems around his hand and filled the scratched skin. She moved her hand away and reached into her bag, taking out a small pouch she sprinkled what looked like chamomile seeds over the green plant. Three flowers bloomed immediately and Hannah giggled.
                          
"Is that all?"
                          
"No, there's one more." Wilbur looked at his hands and brought the short flowers up to his nose. He breathed in its scent, to fall limp and be knocked unconscious.
                          
Hannah flicked her thin wings and followed Niki to the door.
                          
"Tommy, he's the one who scratched Wilbur."
                          
"Here." She passed Niki the pouch and rummaged through her bag. She gave her a syringe, golden dust, and a jar full of chamomile seeds.
                          
"If that's all then I'll be going."
                          
"No wait!" Hannah went into the smoke and when it cleared she was gone.
                          
"Shit."
                          
"Wilbur?!" Phil knelt beside his sleeping boy and looked at his hand.
                          
"Will he be okay?"
                          
"For now. His bone won't break because of the vines holding them in place."
                          
"What about Tommy?"
                          
"Ah, yeah! Uhm..." Niki watched a piece of paper drop from the ceiling low the wind had blew it towards them.
                          
"What is that?"
                          
"Instructions." All three had been caught up in their stressful activities that they hadn't noticed the lack of screaming, crying, and banging on the door.
                          
"Tommy?" Techno called quietly and they got no reply.
                          
"Tommy? It's me Phil. We're going to let you out, but you have to stand away from us. Can you do that?" They heard Tommy hum in response. Phil sighed and went over to Wilbur, he carefully picked him up and placed him in his room. When he went back out to the living space Techno had his sword and Niki was fiddling with the jar.
                          
"Help me move the chairs." Phil glanced at Technoblade who looked at him with wide eyes.
                          
"Are you crazy? I'm not letting him out."
                          
"It's okay, if he try's anything this should take care of him." Niki held a handful of the golden dust in her palm. Techno sighed and shook his head but held Phil anyway until there was nothing, but the door separating Tommy from them.
                          
"Do you have any blankets?" Niki looked at Phil who nodded. He collected some.
                          
"Put then on the floor there." Phil did and went up to the door.
                          
"Okay Tommy. We're going to let you out now." Phil twisted the door handle and immediately bolted over to Niki. Tommy pushed the door open and stepped out, he cried loudly and reached a hand out.
                          
"No! No Tommy, no hugs." Phil pointed at the boy who turned his head his in Phil's direction.
                          
"What happened to his eyes?" Phil looked at Techno who gripped his sword. 
                          
"He clawed them out."
                          
"I know it hurts Tommy, but I can help you." Tommy backed up and to the frame of the door at the new persons voice.
                          
"It's okay Tommy, this is Niki. Niki's going to stop your eyes from hurting..." Technoblade said calmly and Tommy stood still. Tommy's red tail curled around his leg and fiddled with his hands.
                          
Niki carefully approached the boy and gently blew some dust in his face. The boy flinched away but fell over before he got to fight back.
                          
"Now! Pick him up with the blankets." Phil was the first to wrap a blanket around his side. He rolled him over carefully and scooted the rest of the fabric underneath him.
                          
"Techno! Get the other side." Techno did and on the count of three they picked the boy up and placed him on the couch. Niki looked into the room, everything was looked untouched, even the door was in perfect shape. It seems that everything he touches has to be living, for it to be affected. She went back to the boy and immediately began to work.
                          
"Quickly, pass me my bag!" Phil did and kneeled beside her. Niki first wrapped up Tommy's hands and arms to protect anyone from touch. Then she wrapped a roll of gauze around his eyes. 
                          
"If he wakes up, the golden dust will put him back to sleep immediately. Only use it when he tries to take off the bandages or make any physical contact."
                          
"Okay."
                          
"I'm not sure what else there is to do..."
                          
"Will it go away?"
                          
"I'll have to take samples and test it, but I don't think it's the safest idea."
                          
"What about his eyes?" Techno asked and Niki only sighed.
                          
"There isn't much for me to do. I'm not sure why his eyes look like they're burned out, but you should've noticed it early on."