Chapter 9

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"GET HER ON OXYGEN GO! GO! GO!"
The shouting of the paramedics and the flashing lights cause Yaris to groan, the plastic mask pressed to her nose and mouth as she feels a fresh breath of oxygen forced into her lungs.
Her eyes flick around, she can slightly make out the silhouettes of people around her, running and busy with their hands. Zack's semi jelled hair is also clear, making her smile through the pain as she attempts not to laugh. From behind him she can make out a brunette head, along with the sound of shouting an sobbing.




Mira bby



She lets out a minor laugh whilst hissing at the pain in stomach as she is wheeled away into the ambulance, the workers are quick yet gently, they must have done this a million times before. 

On another ambulance, the same was being done for a barely alive Zeus, whose wheezing can barely be heard through his various missing teeth and shattered jaw.



To sum up the situation, Yaris was rushed to the hospital on the account of blood loss.
A serious stab wound to the side of her abdomen as well as a deep puncture in her right palm from stopping Zeus's weapon. Zack had arrived just on time, going nuts just as before, though strangely, his fight with Zeus was much easier from the moment Yaris lost conscious, the guy falling to the ground and being beaten to a pulp. Zack received a broken arm, though that was treated at the medical room of the retreat.


Everyone was in a panic as the group only sees the girl's body just as a breathing mask is hurriedly put onto her face, before she is quickly put into the ambulance and driven off.
Won bin was being considered a hero in his efforts, though many mocked him for his criminal appearance.





And the double standards still stand when it comes to beauty.




Perhaps it's a harsh reality that shall always exist with human nature.




 . . . . . . 





*Groan*






"Ah Fuck-"





Yaris mumbles, a hand going to her abdomen as she attempts to sit up.
The bedding beneath her is odd, rubbery and soft.


Very much foreign, but then again, the whole world around her is still very much foreign, so who was she to complain?

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