now.”
“We can’t take him with us,” Ethan protested, spiking the IV bag. “What if he came with someone, we can’t just abduct him and not expect someone to come looking for him.”
“Bull we can’t,” Ryan practically yelled. “Even if we could get him help, the venom could kill him before he even reached an operating room and they don’t have the antidote, we’ll let Jonathan handle his parents.”
Ethan seemed to just stand there in a daze, his fingers ready to dance over his gauntlet mounted computer to send word for an evac.
“Ethan, move it!” Cody ordered.
Cody’s insistence seemed to shake Ethan out of his inaction. He tossed the IV bag at Cody and started a rather hushed report to base. Ryan rushed around to the bodies, dropping off incendiary grenades that would erase all evidence that there had ever been demons and Darklings running around. They would leave the authorities to speculate on what happened here.
Cody already had an IV catheter out and in his hand and slipped it in a suitable vein. Next, he grabbed the thermal blanket that was in the pack and wrapped it around Gabriel as Ryan slipped oxygen onto him. He was already starting to turn pale and despite the bulking dressings, the bleeding tissue underneath threatened to soak through.
“He’s going to be in shock pretty soon,” Cody said. “We have to move him now.”
“He’s a civilian.”
“That got injured while we were doing our jobs!” Ryan yelled back. “We are not leaving him here to die, where the hell's that evac?”
“Two minutes,” Ethan said, looking down at his watch. He had a feeling that he was going to catch hell for this later.
The trip back to their Omaha headquarters hadn’t taken very long as soon as the pilot realized the dire nature of their passenger. The helicopter was a Bell 222, heavily modified with a myriad of high tech systems and even a few magical glyphs that allowed them to avoid most conventional means of detection. The Guardians had several such helicopters for medical evacuations covert insertion.
The Guardians operated a legitimate business as well that provided most of their funding, called Aegis International. Aegis was a defense contracting firm, giving the Guardians access to some of the best military grade equipment on the planet.
The industrial complex that housed Aegis was massive. It was composed of three buildings; all of which were dome shaped. The buildings were arranged in a triangle; with a small green area and helicopter landing pad located in the center.
Elise Vaughn met them at the landing pad with a stretcher, where they carefully loaded Gabriel onto it before rushing inside.
“Ethan, what the hell happened?” Elise snapped, as they jogged toward the door.
Elise was seventeen, a year old than Ethan or anyone else on the team. She was from England and as such had an accent that Ethan found cute as hell. Of course that wasn’t the only thing about her that he found cute; she had olive colored skin, dark brown pools for eyes, and black hair the cascaded down her shoulders in a way that made her look as if she should be modeling swim wear not combating supernatural forces.
And then there was her body, a finely tuned instrument that she knew how to use with great effect. She was athletic, with lean muscles that still let her retain curves in all the right places. And she had a lot of good curves. Elise was the team’s language expert. Ethan was pretty sure that she could swear in at least five languages, possibly more.
“We got a little sidetracked. Apparently Ryan here thinks that it would be a bad idea to let an innocent civilian die an agonizing death alone in a park.”
“Just shut up,” Ryan growled, as they entered the building.
As soon as they were inside, they headed toward the elevator that would lead them to the underground complex where the majority of their business took place. The other two buildings in the complex were actual functioning