Inner - Female Alpha Story

Chapter Four

"There is a girl who
is wary of flames but
still, she knows she will
                survive the fire life
                scorches sometimes
she has been a Phoenix
before and every time she
burns to ashes, she knows
exactly how to rise again."
- Unknown

Hazy voices streamed through my mind. "Give her CPR, Doctor."

Hands prodded my chest invasively. "She's dead." The extensive pressure on my front suddenly alleviated. "Time of death, twelve fifty three."

There was a frantic silence. I wondered why they couldn't hear me. Why I couldn't move or open my eyes. I was in a dim trance, slipping in and out of dream-like consciousness. A prisoner of my own mind. Yet, I wasn't panicked. I felt nothing but the empty silence of the vague unfamiliarity of my faceless condition. I was cognitively unknowing. Thoughts were nothing but unspoken passing words.

Then, with a brilliant power, I felt. Coruscating white light lit my subconscious with hidden ambiguity. The burning in my neck cascaded into my mind with an ardent stem of streaked force.

"Doctor." I could feel panicked hands gripping me. "Doctor! She's breathing."

I woke up with a anguished gasp, quickly sitting up.
I choked through heavy breaths. The bright light shortly blinded me with an unexpected impact. My eyes narrowed into pained slits. "Reed?" I panted out. Immediately, as if he was just on the other side, Reed rushed through the door.

"Avalyn." His features visibly relaxed. My eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room and searched the all-white surroundings. The room had no life, it was as barren as I felt. God, I thought, this headache is implacable.

"What happened?" I questioned, feeling a terrible migraine pounding itself into my head.

His hands grasped my shoulders, looking deeply into my eyes as if searching for something. His eyebrows scrunched as confusion replaced his unintentional worried features. "You died. You've been in a coma for three days."

All of a sudden, a wave of dizziness hit me and I gripped my head. "What?"

He continued. "Your pulse was gone when we reached you. The doctor had written your time of death when I saw you breath. He told me I was imagining it."

He looked down to his feet. "Avalyn, your mother.." Reeds voice drifted off into an unrefined silence.

Everything began flooding in. The fire, the pain I had gone through, the feeling of her blood on my hands. "I killed her." I said, more to myself. The memory still felt so vivid that I glanced downward to my hands to see if her stark redness was still slipping through my fingers. I noticed needles sticking out of each hand and confusion riddled me.

His gaze remained fixated on his feet. "What is it?" I questioned groggily.

"You mother.. She trapped forty three members inside the Headquarters basement." He spoke to me as cautiously as he would to a withering child.

My face creased into turmoiled perplexity. "Headquarters? Headquarters was on fire, Reed."

He overlooked me sadly and I realized what he meant. My probed hands quivered by my side. "They all died in the fire?"