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Chapter 79: Agony

It's hard to explain what precisely happens at this moment. I guess you could say my blind rage is completely controlling me. I'm aware of everything, but at the same time, I'm not. Well, for the most part.

Evan dying was the final straw. Sure, he was the guy who hunted me down and kidnapped me, sending me to my father. But I've been lost too. I was the bad guy in someone's life at some point.

Liesel was the second final straw. She's the only person who seems to like me without being so protective. It's like she relies me to protect everyone, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

I failed....

Something else ignites in me. The searing pain ripples through my body, something I know from being tortured into some invincible soldier/robot by y father. But this time, I'm not a robot.

The power is overwhelming. At some point I attempt to contain it for the sake of my friends, but it seems to burst in the process.

Another gunshot is heard. I've been shot once, but I'm somehow still standing and feel just fine (or flying).

They missed. I take down the shooter with one of my shadows. They all look like some shadow warriors. Kinda creeps me out (because where the heck do they come from), but they've seemed to lose control too. They're trying to take down everyone in sight. Nathan is fighting one off, holding his chest at the same time.

No... Stop! SHADOWS, I said STOP!

They seemed to be controlled by my feelings. My fury just encourages them. It makes me angrier. I'm so filled with hate it's impossible to stop.

They killed Evan. I want them to die. I want them all to die in agony.

I hear my name called. I ignore it, taking down another soldier. It's called again. I lower myself to the ground and immediately attempt to blindly attack the person, but they advance first.

It's Nathan. He pulls me into a hug, forcing me at first. The shadows flicker. My vision flickers. The pain and lightheadedness is suddenly relevant. I stumble, my brain unable to comprehend what just happened. In fact, it's somehow fading into a dream the more aware I am.

Nathan looks down at my bullet wound. Doesn't look like the bullet ripped through anything vital, but I'm still bleeding a lot. Nathan's eyes are wild. He's going to break down any second, especially if I'm about to die.

The thought terrifies me. I've never been so close in the face of death to realize it. Sometimes I wished for death, but when I can see it with my own two eyes, it's horrifying.

Nathan shakes me. "Rose, you're zoning out. Please stay with me!"

"We have to get out of here," I slur, turning to the remaining soldiers. One, still shocked and afraid of the current events, fires her gun. Everything goes black, and I wonder if I'm dying.
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I'm convinced I'm dead when I open my eyes, or at least try to. People are yelling, bright lights make it impossible to open my eyes, and the searing pain makes me want to go unconscious again.

I'm in hell, that's what this is. I'm burning in hell and they decided to make mine full of doctors, I think as the white clothed men and women surround me.

I realize I've been put on oxygen, the tubes stuffed in my nostrils. Even in my current state, I try to struggle.

"No! Please, don't," I cry out as I see the scalpels and long plier looking things on a tray. They're going to torture me. They're trying to cut me into little pieces and yank all my teeth and nails out.

I panic. I ignore the pain and how my bandages get soaked at my slight movement. The strangers cry out in alarm.

"Bring those men in here. She might let them hold her down," someone says.

Rowan, Xander, and Nathan limp in, or I think they do. They seem to be all patched up for the most part. Rowan and Xander don't seem to be severely injured at all.

I can barely hear the doctor explain to them, but the words "pull, bullet, and out" are enough for me to figure out. Rowan and Xander hold both of my arms, firm enough to where I couldn't struggle. Nathan wraps his trembling hand in mine. His eyes are worried. I know that I'm probably going to die.

I strain against Rowan and Xander. Rowan glares at me harshly. "Rose, stop. If you move you'll die."

I stop then, and the doctors count backwards from three to one. Why are they counting backwards? What's happening?

The pure anguish answers that question. I feel like they're tearing open my body. Why are they tearing open my body!?

All I can do is scream, writhing in agony. Tears stream from my eyes. They stop for a moment.

"If she moves like that, we might hit something and cause internal bleeding," a doctor says.

"C- can't you just knock her out or something!?" Xander asks frantically.

"We don't have any anesthesia."

But it's not like I can stay perfectly still as they rip bullets out of me. I gasp like a fish, my cold and clammy hands trembling violently. My skin is ghostly pale as I feel my body go into shock. At some point, I black out.