Dying - Short Affair - Oct 3rd

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Prompts :- Lurch/Green
Word Count :- 365

There were many occasions throughout his life when Illya Kuryakin knew he was going to die. Each time he was spared by fate, but this time was different. This time he felt sure there would be no second chance.

How could there be?

He had lost everything by which he could be tracked. Nobody knew where he was and he didn’t know himself. Around him was nothing but forest, but the last thing he remembered, before he was taken, was being in the heart of the city.

Illya also had no idea how long he had been held, or even who it was who had enjoyed physically tormenting. There had been no questions asked, just darkness, constant pain in his abdomen, and many syringes full of who-knew-what.

Despite being convinced of his imminent demise, Illya was determined to go out fighting. He lurched from tree in a futile attempt to find any sort of help but he was soon betrayed by his own body. His strength drained and he stumbled to the ground. With a great deal of effort, Illya rolled onto his back and stared up through the canopy of the trees. He was struck by the way the sunlight played though leaves and created a beautiful canvas of greens.

Although he tried to prevent it, Illya’s eyes began to close. He whispered a goodbye to the world and allowed the dark to take him.


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Confusion swamped Illya’s mind as he awoke. He found himself in U.N.C.L.E. medical with his partner, as was customary, sitting in the chair at his bedside. Napoleon had a strange expression of worry and relief on his face.

“How did you find me?” Illya asked, his dry throat causing his voice to crack.

“What do you mean?” Napoleon asked. “I was with you.”

“No, I was alone,” Illya asserted. “I was lost in a forest after enduring terrible torment. I was dying.”

“Yes, you were dying, Tovarisch, but there was no forest. You collapsed four days ago when we were heading out for lunch. Your appendix burst and you’ve had a very high fever.”

“That would explain it then,” Illya muttered, before drifting into a more restful sleep.

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Comments

[lilidelafield.livejournal.com]

Oooh! Ouch! Very vivid images in this tale. Good story and nicely told.

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Yikes! I have to tell you, my appendix burst when I was 7, and I was sick as a dog. When they did the surgery gangrene had set in, so I'm empathizing with our Russian. I did not hallucinate a forest however ;)

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much :-)

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

It isn't something I have first-hand knowledge of, and I hope I never will.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Yikes! Burst appendix, painful to say the least. Clever twist and use of your prompts!

[lindafishes8.livejournal.com]

I bet this is one time he's not upset to be in medical. Picking on him again, eh Janto?

[rose-of-pollux.livejournal.com]

Oww, poor Illya. But of course, Napoleon will always be there with him!

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Oh the nightmares and the hallucinations. Didn't think it was going here. Nice.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)
I was hoping people wouldn't guess what was happening.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)
I'm glad the twist wasn't too obvious.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Of course :-D
THRUSH take lessons from me ;-)

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

He certainly will :-)