Yin's Story

26

The next day is D-Day again. But I'm not scared. I wait in the square room that precedes the procedure room. I sit up straight. I will not be afraid anymore. I've been through too much. The others are noticeably afraid. It shows on their faces.

"Dagenhart?" calls Shiro.

I stand up. As I pass the others whispers fill my ears.

"It's the Angel...."
"The Angel she promised us...."
"The Angel that will set us all free...."

Ignoring them I follow Shiro. This time I'm not scared or nervous. I will not let the Doctor scare me again. Ever again. I will not let anyone see my fear. I will stay strong. He will not break me.

"Sit." Says Shiro pointing to the metal table. I don't get strapped down this time. Shiro prepares setting medical utensils on the small metal table beside him. As I stare at him I see something wedged in between the bed and the side rails. I look around before leaning down and grabbing it. It's a tiny notebook. I'm about to open it when,

"Shiro, my boy!" Says a familiar voice. I quickly shove the notebook into my shorts pocket. When I look up, he's there. The Doctor.

"Hello, Dagenhart." He says.

"Hello, Doctor."

"From what I can remember last time you were here we did work on your knee. Correct?"

"Yes, Doctor." I reply staring into his hollow red eyes. 

He doesn't scare me. I'm done being scared.

"Shiro! Stethoscope!"

Shiro runs forward holding the instrument. I notice an obvious dry blood stain under his nose and right eye.

The Doctor takes it from him and presses it to my chest. I tense up. He better not try anything. 

"Shiro. Stick." He demands again.

The Doctor takes the stick from Shiro still listening to my heartbeat. 

"Say ah," he says putting the stick on my tongue.

Everything seems to be okay. Maybe he won't try anything today. Maybe that was just a one time thing. Shivers go up my spine as his hand snakes its way up my sweater. I look up at him afraid to do anything. But then I see the smirk on his face.

I bite him as hard as I possibly can. The metal taste of iron hits my tongue as his blood seeps into my mouth.

"You little bitch!" He screams.

He picks up a scalpel and brings it down. No sound escapes my lips as I try to scream. The pain is unbearable. I can't move. My ears forced down out of fear. Tears run down my face and my vision is slowly fading to black. The crimson liquid stains my sweater and sticks to my hands. There's people talking but it's echoey and hard to understand. I shut my eyes tight holding my stomach like my life depends on it.

"Stay with me Yin." Says a voice. It's clearer than the other ones.
I strain my ears trying to listen to the other voices. They're starting to become clearer.

"Save her Cadence." Says a deeper voice.

"Why? What use does she have for us?"

"Don't question me Cadence! Save her or you'll be put of a job! And I'm sure we both know what that entitles for you!"

"Yes sir."

"Yin, stay with me. Can you hear me?"

The darkness takes me once more.