Mystic. [Old]

Chapter 28:

Despite bleeding, Tori and Derek ran out, chasing the running scientists who intruded in, as well as Mitchell. The lights had been fixed, once more. Everything is dizzy. Is that Jor in front of me? Shit, am I dying? Jordyn was stroking Tiffany's hair and sobbing, she was trying to stop the bleeding. "J-jor?"

"Tiffany." she hugged her tightly and cried.

"I'm not dead yet woman. It's only blood... It only hurts a little."

"I don't want you to die."

"Don't worry... Your angel isn't going to die..."

"What... did the scientist mean by... Angel?" Jordyn calmed herself down a bit. Tiffany coughed up a little blood, "Truth is... I'm mostly an angel.. Part human... I've been keeping it from you all this time. I only use that sparkly, shadow form as an excuse. And to be honest, I didn't know I was a real angel."

"Angel's can't die right?"

"Well no... But we can at the same time."

"That doesn't make sense though. And what happened to your body? Are those... Wings? What happened to your neck?"

"I guess these are... My crippled wings. I think my real ones are supposed to be 30 feet long... And.. Mitchell was- eh- molesting me." Jordyn felt heat rise up through her body, "I'm gonna fucking kill him." Tiffany giggled softly, "Jealous bird?"

Derek came storming in quickly with Victoria, they both shifted to human form. "Is she ok?!" Tiffany peeked over at them, "Jesus Christ, how much blood do you need to make it look like you've been through a massacre?" There was blood all over both of them now, their mouths, hands, clothes. And some... Small body chunks. "That's freaking gross," Jordyn looked over at them for a second and continued to pet Tiff. "Can we get her to a hospital? A monster hospital maybe?" Tori asked.

"Yes. But we gotta move fast. I will carry her," Derek responded and walked up to Tiff and picked her up.

***

Where am I? I passed out again didn't I. This place is bright. Damn. I am dead right? I'm gonna keep asking the same questions I swear. Tiffany gazed up, seeing Jordyn staring at her. "Oh. I'm not dead." Jor smiled and ran a hand through Tiff's hair. She had stitches on her back which she could feel. "Of course not," Derek grinned, looking in better shape than we was at the lab. They all did. "Where are we?" 

"Back at my place," Derek replied. "I knew a guy, who was a doctor, so."

"Victoria, I see why you like him now." Tiffany attempted to sit up, her wings were patched up with bandages, as well as her lower chest/back. "Why did you guys... Help me?"

"Cause that's what a team does!" Tori yelled. 

"Oh... Thanks. Look.. I'm sorry.. About lying you guys.. And everything. And being a real asshole ok?"

"No harm done," Jordyn said. Tiffany smiled at them and winked, "We make a not bad team right?"

"Right." They all said in harmony.

"So what's our team/squad name gonna be?" Tiff asked.

"How about the Abnormals?" Derek winked. They all nodded in agreement. "It's probably time for Tiff to get some rest."

"But I have passed out about a million-"

"Shhhh..." Jordyn put a finder to Tiffany's mouth and she gazed at her. Tori yawned, "I think we all should get some rest. That was the hardest mission we have all been through so far." Tiffany rolled her eyes, "Fine. I will sleep."

They all got ready for bed, as Tiffany sat there, not moving, watching all of them walk around. Mmm. My body hurts. Jordyn decided to sleep next to the bed Tiff was on and fell asleep quickly. Tori and Derek both slept on the couch together. She examined all of them for a while and drifted to sleep.

***

An alarm was blaring off. Today was the day she was escaping from this lab. I am no longer his prisoner. No one's prisoner. She broke the chains that kept her in place and made a way towards the door, some people were attempting to storm in and stop her. Tiffany didn't know what was done to stop them all. They fell to the ground. Blood splattered all over the room. 

She stepped outside of the room, through the hallways as people fell to the ground in front of her. Others tried escaping as well, she saw the ladder. The ladder is bad Tiffany, never try and climb it Tiffany. Damn right I'm gonna climb it. She began up the ladder. Climb. Climb. Grab. It was the Man. Mitchell. He was trying to stop her. "YOU KNOW YOUR PLACE 545!" He yelled. "Maybe I fucking don't Mitchell," Tiff yelled back. He used a weapon that was unknown to her on her leg, it cut her and her skin glowed slightly, she tripped on the ladder. Kicking him in the face, she still climbed up. Mitchell eventually stopped trying to get her and grimaced. "You will come back one day. And it's lovely you will forever remember my name," he laughed. She escaped. She was gone now.

All the rumors about a "girl shadow hybrid" escaping? No. They will say I only randomly disappeared.