SPD Emergency

by cyberlord4444

Personnel File 17: Post Maru Stress Syndrome

Author's Note:

Written by Trithtale and Myself.

“Hmm, you know what? It has been to long since I was on a battlefield, so maybe I should pay a visit to the simulator.” Doctor Plague, Chief Medical Officer for the SPD, thought to himself as he left the theater and headed for one of the simulation rooms, and as he arrived at one, he noticed that someone had accidently left the monitor on and one of the worst case scenarios was highlighted. And being the curious doctor that he is, he selected it.

“Computer, activated WCS-101, medical version activated.” Said the computer and in moments I instantly realized that I had made a horrible mistake, for the sight that greeted me was Cruger lying on a battlefield cot strapped to multiple machines with a hole where his heart was supposed to be.

“Doctor! He’s losing to much blood and we are rapidly running out of options! What do we do?!” Shouted Blood Rush, one of SPD’s Medical personnel, with worry and fear filling his voice.

“Keep pumping blood into him, and I need four heart clamps and a pump.” I told the rest of the doctors as calmly as I could, who rushed to get the requested supplies and during this time I worked to see if there was any other damage done to the Commander, and after five minutes the doctors returned with the requested supplies and I got to work.

“Blood Rush, I need you to hold open the wound so I can clamp the veins and attach the pump.” I told Rush who nodded and did as instructed and while he did that, I began putting clamps on each of the four main veins that would lead to the heart as well as connecting the ends of those veins to the pump that had been brought to me. Only for the worst possible news to come only moments later.

“Doctor, we don’t have enough blood to keep him stable. Unless we can keep the blood in him and if that pump works, he won’t survive.” One of the doctors told me and in my heart I knew that I couldn’t make either of those things work, and it tore me apart when twenty minutes later, Cruger flatlined and we couldn’t bring him back.

“WCS-101, medical version has been completed. Please exit the simulation room and we here at SPD wish you a happy day and night.” Was what the computer greeted me with when I exited the simulation. Only. I couldn’t find it in me to move let alone walk, as the tears fell down my face. And the only sound that filled that room for three hours, were the muffled sobs of a distressed doctor, until he cried himself to sleep. Where he would be found the next day by Cruger when he was passing through the area.

“So,” Cruger said, “what’s eating you?”

At the sound of Cruger’s voice, Plague instantly shot up and began hugging him. Babbling about how he couldn’t save him and that he was sorry.

“Let me guess, WCS-101-M?”

All he got was the feeling of a head nodding against him and more apologies.

Cruger chuckled, “Yeah, the old Kobayashi Maru. You know, you were never going to be able to beat it.”

*Sniff sniff* “What?” Was all Plague could get out as he looked up at Cruger in confusion.

“The KM is designed to be a no win scenario,” Cruger explained, “it tests what you do if you fail.”

“I don’t understand. I-I would think that everyone who is here’s reaction would all be negative to losing you. I mean, you're either a father figure or like a brother to everyone here. So how can that work?” Plague questioned while sniffling.

“To be honest, the fact that it was me blown to kingdom come was completely random,” Cruger replied, “it selects a member of SPD that you know, sounds like you need to make some more friends.”

*Sniffle-sigh* “Maybe, but who would want to be friends with what could be considered a walking biological weapon,” asked the doctor, “I mean, would you want to be friends with someone who if they get even the tiniest hole in their suit, it would kill you? Plus, I don’t know how to really make friends anymore. It’s been such a long time.”

“Hey, the guy inside the suit is worth it, even if he is a crybaby,” Cruger chuckled. “Anyway, on your next day off, head into town and go to Sugarcube Corner and ask for Pinkie, she’ll get you sorted.”

“I guess I could try sir, and thanks for not just leaving me here. Also, just for that crybaby remark, you aren't getting any health care.” The doctor replied.

“Good, annual physicals just give me a headache anyway,” Cruger chuckled.

“Yeah, but now you have to go to Colgate for your teeth because you're plan involved dental and she is crazy about teeth.” Plague remarked with a sinister chuckle. “Anyways, I think I should go. Been away from the theater for too long already. And again, thanks.” And with one last hug, Plague left the room.

Comments

[Titan Commander Sebaste]

Dang, you just hit me full force with those feels!

[Trithtale]

7183911 Did we? I didn't even notice.

[Solphestus]

7183942 I know someone he wouldn't be able to kill if locked in a room with them and him not having his suit.

[The Villain in Glasses]

Ah, the Kobayashi Maru mission... good times, good times.

Also, prepare for pirates....

[SeventhBrony]

James T. Kirk and HIS handling of the Kobayashi Maru.

[Trithtale]

7184001 Who?

[RealityDowngrade]

7188168
Oh please. You know who.