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Twisted Trans Sister	By : straywolfxx Category: +1 through F > Ben 10 Views: 13210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Say what?" Gwen cocked her head to the side, not believing what the younger girl––who, moments before, had a pulse rifle aimed at Ben's head––just asked of her.
"Help me with him, he's badly hurt and needs to be patched up." the brunette knelt down next to her cousin and took off the dark jacket she wore and placed it over his wounds.
"What about your sister?" Gwen tried to remind the girl of her laid out sibling, "She hasn't moved… she needs to be helped too," her voice broke a little, anger completely subsided and replaced with remorse for her actions minutes ago.
"She'll be fine," the girl said without looking up, still tending to Ben. When she realized her help was not coming, she glanced over her shoulder to face Gwen. "My sister is fine. Now please, help me with him. We attacked the wrong people, it was my doing, and I need to make this right."
Gwen took one more look back to the other little girl behind her, the n took off to help with Ben. He was pretty bloody and dirty, not bad as she'd thought––damn her imagination. She'd seen worse, quite frankly, in their childhood. She smiled.
The other girl took notice of this and she frowned. Her eyes were glassy and her reddened cheeks were stained with tears.
"Don't worry, for him, this is pretty tame. He's banged himself up worse than this without anyone's assistance. By the way, I'm Gwen and this is Ben."
"I'm Sodina, and that's Nicole––Nikki––over there. Despite the situation, it's nice to meet you."
"Same here," Gwen hoisted Ben, cradling his upper back and neck. "If you can get his legs, could we get him over to the inn?"
"Sure," Sodina nodded, "my mom runs the place, we can get you a room there. No charge, it's my treat," she took hold of Ben's legs, lifted them up, and let Gwen lead the way.
All the patrons from the restaurant had taken off or went back to their undisturbed rooms at the inn next door, Gwen noticed. The parking lot was clear, and that was a good thing, nobody needed to be asking why two young women were carrying a battered and bloodied young man from an open field away from any structures that could have hit him in the 'earthquake'. On the subject of questions, Gwen had a few to ask herself.
Sodina beat her to the punch, "Ben and Gwen, huh? With names like that, I'd say you were brother and sister, not cousins. But seeing you both holding hands and being flirty with each other––"
Caught off guard and embarrassed, Gwen nearly dropped her cousin's head on the parking lot pavement, "You saw all that?" her cheeks reddened.
"Well, yeah. We attacked you after all, we needed to make sure that…," Sodina trailed off and thought for a moment, "wait… why were you so flustered when I mentioned seeing you both being flirty?"
"It wasn't that! It's––"
Sodina's eyes lightened up and her mouth hung open, spreading out into a wide grin, "You are brother and sister, aren't you?" the question came out more like a cooed statement. "That's why you're out here by yourselves! Your parents won't let you be together, so you ran off to elope. But you didn't want to renounce your blood relation entirely, so the two of you live your lives as cousins.
"That's quite an imagination you have there. If you must know," said Gwen as she took the lead up the steps of the inn, "we are really cousins. Our family has this weird thing with naming their kids. None of them have a clue about us, and probably be a cold day in hell when they do… Umm, which room do we take?" Gwen asked, coming to the top of the steps.
"Room 316, keep going straight and go just around the bend."
"There's sure a lot of rooms for a place out in the middle of nowhere," Gwen commented. It really was a nice place, made out of sturdy wood, the building itself was well maintained and looked only a few years old. The architectural design reminded her of drawings or photos of old French villages.
"There used to be a lot more things going on in this area," Sodina explained. She fumbled for her skeleton key in her breast pocket while continuing to hold the unconscious boy up. "This was way before my time, even my parents. My grandpa designed this building himself."
Sodina lightly place Ben's feet on the ground and thrust the key into the lock, gave the knob a turn and shoved the door open.
"Woah," the only word that came to mind as Gwen looked over the room. The outside wasn't the only well-kept part of the inn, the place Sodina had chosen was absolutely gorgeous. It was as elegant as any luxury suite she'd seen in the movies she and Ben watched together. A king-sized bed dominated the whole of the room, and was the first thing Gwen noticed when the door opened. Two dark oak night stands sat on either side of the bed, each with lamps; a vintage rotary phone sat on the left. On the opposite wall, at the foot of the bed, there was a large dresser, empty and waiting for extra clothes that would not be placed there by this couple. A twenty-seven inch television rested upon it's sturdy wood (also a dark oak). Opposite of the door they carried Ben through was another door, presumably a bathroom, and a closet with sliding doors.
First things, first. Getting Ben comfortable and patched up.
The two girls placed him gingerly on one side of the bed. Gwen tore up the comforter and sheets. Sodina stood next to her, averting her eyes.
"If he needs to get undressed, I can go in the other room. If you need to get bandages or anything, they're in the bathroom, past this door to the left. When you're finished up here, we can talk." Sodina's voice was soft and she did not look up. She walked to the door by the closet and gave Ben a remorseful look before opening it and walking into the next room.
"Okay Ben," Gwen whispered, "let's get these dirty clothes off and see if we can't fix you right up."
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