Who Will Rescue Me?

Writers: AL, Chelle
Date Posted: 23rd January 2010

Characters: Treton, Dremmi
Description: Treton rescues Dremmi from the fire.
Location: Emerald Falls Hold
Date: month 7, day 11 of Turn 5
Notes: Red Rush Hold

He was huddled underneath a chair. The smoke was getting thicker. The little boy's body was shaking. He was only five turns old. He wanted to cry but it made it harder to breathe when he did. He had coughed last time he screamed and it made his throat burn. Where was his Da?

Dremmi had been taking his afternoon nap when the smell had woken him. The small child could easily get up from the mat and walk. The he felt the warmth. He headed away from it, instinctively. Underneath the chair, Dremmi held tight to his stuffed herdbeast, eyes wide. Why was it so hot?

There were shouts, muffled by the crackling of the fire. One of the shouts drew closer, then closer still. The man kept as low as he could without crawling and still managed to move fairly nimbly from room to room. Outside a woman screamed in hysterics. Her child, her baby was still inside. Treton hadn't hesitated but run back inside. "Dremmi!" The man called out, his voice choked thanks to the fire and the smoke. The woman outside screamed the child's name over and over again, though now that he was inside, Treton couldn't make out exactly what she was yelling. "Dremmi!" He called again, coughed, then ducked a little lower.

Finally, Dremmi heard something. Was it his Da? Coming out from beneath the chair, he tried to go where he thought the voice was. "Da?" he said in his little voice even as the tails of his tunic came dangerously close to nearby flames. "It's hot!" he exclaimed, hoping someone would fix it.

The voice was almost lost among the roar of the fire, but Treton barely heard it. He turned toward the sound and moved toward where he thought he'd heard it. A table...the man crouched down and saw two frightened eyes peering from beneath a chair. He smiled in relief and reached out. "Come on little man, your mom and dad are waiting for you."

This wasn't Da. Dremmi hesitated. He wasn't supposed to go with strangers. And then he felt the hot coming back. He didn't like the hot. Reaching his arms out, one hand full with the stuffie, he approached Treton.

"It's going to be all right." The man gathered the child into his arms and turned even as he stated, "Let's get you two out of here." He sprinted back toward the door. Something fell behind him and heat flamed but he ignored it and kept on going. His heart pumped and his lungs stabbed in protest at the foul pollution that filled them. Treton hacked as he ran and then burst forth from the building, the child in his arms. He managed to get a few yards away then fell to his knees though he kept a tight hold on the boy.

The trip through the burning building was scary. Dremmi yelled before he forgot that his throat hurt. Crying at the coughing fit that brought on, he closed his eyes. He didn't want to see all of the beds and other furniture burning into nothing anymore. When they were out, Dremmi was afraid to open his eyes, but he felt Treton falling and became very afraid. "MOMMA!!"

Treton managed to keep from collapsing completely. Hands took the boy away and the frantic woman wrapped her arms around her son. "Dremmi! Dremmi! Thank Faranth! Dremmi!" She held on tight to the child, as if afraid that if she let him go, he might somehow disappear.

Dremmi was so glad. He had his Momma again and all the hot was gone. His cheeks were soot stained, but he was in one piece. Not quite understanding what had happened, but no longer afraid, he looked over his shoulder at Treton. "Thanks."

Treton gave the boy a tremulous smile as a couple of men helped him stand. He wobbled on his feet and they led him away so a healer could look at him. It had been a dangerous attempt, but they had made it out alive - and it had been worth the risk.

Last updated on the January 25th 2010

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