You're Not Invincible...

You're Not Invincible (2)

In that exact same moment, Dana swore that her heart skipped a few beats. As soon as she started crying madly, with her hands and lips trembling; the EMTs rushed to the two of them and removed Alex from his shocked sister.

As Dana watched the medics try to revive her brother, a memory crept inside her head as she remembered something from when they were still with their poor excuse of a mother.

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Flashback

Agnes Mercer. Even though her name meant pure, gentle and meek; to everyone that knew her... it was the complete opposite.

When Dana was five, the fights that occured inside their house was getting more and more frequent and all the more bloody. Heck... if Hitler saw those fights, he would've recruited them both straight away.

She was quietly playing with dolls inside her room, after she had been ordered to do so by her sixteen year old brother. After a while, young Dana decided to take a wee nap. Even though he doesn't notice, Dana already knew what he meant by sending her to her room. It's because he didn't want to let her witness all the fights he had been with their satan-like mother.

Downstairs, she heard the door open loudly and get slammed shut; and she knew who did it and what was bound to happen next... so she climbed straight up to bed and covered her ears with her pillow.

Closing her eyes tightly, she tuned out the sounds of fighting, cussing, destruction and yelling of her mother and brother.

"It'll go away soon..." Dana whispered to herself. "It always does. And then Alex and I will play! Yes... we'll play again."

This fight, however... lasted longer than what she was used to. She heard faint noises coming from downstairs and the sound of her mother leaving once more. When she knew that her mother won't be back until she calmed down, Dana jumped out of bed and walked out of her room. When she got to the staircase, she already noticed the signs of wreckage and the blood that was smeared in some places. Panicking as she remembered what Alex told her about blood, Dana ran down the staircase and gasped as she saw the state of the living room.

It was in a very horrible condition, the windows were shattered along with a few vases they had. Chairs lay broken on the floor, shattered glass spread across the room and to put it more accurately; it looked like a complete war zone.

Tears welling up as she stepped inside the living room, Dana started searching for her brother-though she tried her best not to run around the living room with all the broken furniture lying around.

Then she caught sight of the unmistakable brown hair, that she knew that belonged to her brother. Truding slowly, Dana tried to keep her cool as she walked closer to her brother.

There was Alex, slumped down on the couch, his shirt bathed in blood and his breathing ragged as he moaned in pain.

"Alex!" Dana shrieked and ran towards her wounded brother's side. Kneeling beside him, Dana felt around his torso for signs of severe injuries; not like the blood was enough proof...

"Don't!" His brother warned, hindering her from what she was doing. Reaching down on the side of his waist, Alex clenched his teeth in pain as he tried to pull something out of his side.

"What the--" as her mouth gaped wide open, staring at the foreign material that her brother pulled out of his body. "Alex... what are you--"

"Shh..." and placed on finger to his lips. "Don't make a sound..." and let the bloody object fall limp by his side, wincing as pain struck him; Blood gushing out of the wound.