CheckMate (A Luke Castellan fan fic. OC CHARACTER)

Angel's and Demon's

A sharp pain was in my arm and my head felt very light. I moved my feet and my hands trying to start my system up again. "Love..." someone held my hand. I tensed up my right arm and something started sliding out of it. "Love stop it'll come out!" Luke grabbed your arm and squeezed it.
I opened my eyes and everything was blurry and discombobulated. I looked around quickly. "Raphael stop everything is okay. Just look at me. Everything is okay." He held my face in his hands. "What happened. I told you I didn't want to come." I whisper yelled. "Babygirl. You passed out on the kitchen floor. I wasn't about to leave you there. Now let me get a nurse or something."

He left me by myself an came back seconds later with a female doctor. "Good morning Miss Miranda. So... you seemed to have a lack of protein in your diet and have type four blood cancer. Which you I am going to assume you already knew about." I slowly nodded and put my head down. Luke strokes the back of my hand with his thumb as the doctor continues.
   "So the reason for you passing out and having a seizure after that is because the cancer has progressed into stage 5." Everything in the room seemed to stop as Luke turned to me with tears in his eyes. I just started to feel sick. "I need a bucket." I said holding a hand to my mouth the doctor grabbed me one and I vomited into it. Luke kept my hair out of my eyes and wiped my mouth off. "Take your time to adjust to this situation. But the likelihood of you surviving is slim. I will have a nurse come in and get the IV out and you may go home."

     I didn't register the slight pain of when the needle was taken out or Luke picking me up to leave. He set me in the front seat. "L-Luke. I think I have an idea?"
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     There I sat in the meeting room with a fuming Damien, Jordan, Luke, and Brooklyn. I tapped my foot and grabbed my knee and pulled it to me.

    "I'm just saying. Ya'll tried to make me get in it once and I almost died. Why not do it again. If I survived the first time, I'll survive it again."

     "No Raphael. I told you. This isn't up for debate. It's dangerous... and I'm not about to lose you again." He whispered the last part.

    "Luke! I have stage five cancer. Are you aware only ten out of hundred people survive. Are you aware of this!! I have a 1% chance of surviving!" I broke down in tears.

                  "Luke.... she has a point."

          "She does. She has a very very slim chance of survival."

     Luke pounded his fist on the table. I jumped. "No!! I already lost one person to this once and I'm not about to lose someone else. End of discussion!!" He stood up and walked out of the room.

    I went to follow him but Damien grabbed my shoulder sitting me back down. "We'll help you. But this is on you Raphael. No matter how mad he is. This. Is. On. You." I nodded. "Let me go talk to him." I pulled from his grasp. I went to leave the room but the door locked. I tried to open it.
I started panicking when I realized someone held me back against them. I struggled and tried to scream but a rag was placed over my mouth. I got dizzy and my body went limp and I passed out.
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Raphael's POV

My hands and feet were tied together. I opened my eyes but it was dark all around me. I tried to speak but my vocal cords seemed frozen. Suddenly the room bursted with light.
Gold ribbons floated around me. Slowly getting closer and closer to where I was. Once one touched me a searing pain erupted in me and I screamed out. A voice tugged at my head. Pain was erupting all over me and I couldn't hold back the whimpers that left my mouth.

Miss Miranda. Good morning. Now if you'll allow me too take over, it would be greatly appreciated.

I almost choked on my own spit as a male voice entered my brain. I started to hyperventilate, I was always a little bit scared of men I didn't know.