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A beautiful girl in a horrible situation, Jacquelyn was a perfect image of a real life barbie. She has piercing blue eyes with a black out line and long, naturally barrel curled red-orange hair. Her perfect pink lips were slightly parted as she panted, her clothes tattered and torn and her body even worse, she had cuts everywhere, excessively deep ones and shallow ones. She hung from the wall of a basement of a pack of vampires. Her face had blood streaming down and her abdomen had two, large cylinders sticking out, parallel to each other. Right now she wasn't as pretty as she used to be, her face was cut and bleeding, obstructing her cheek bones and nose. She was skinny, disgustingly malnourished.
Guards rushed around the Los Angeles institute, an alarm going off "alert alert all upper class Shadowhunters report to the front of chapel" said a ladies voice over the loud speaker.
I heard the alarm, and sighed as i prepared quickly, then followed the rest of my men. I carried something else that others didn't. A first aid kit. I was a male nurse, the only one in the entire shadowhunter society actually. But that didn't mean that i wasn't a good fighter. I was one of the best in my team. But i followed them, knowing we were about to face a pack of the worst people ever...not really even people. Stinking leeches. Thats what they were...as we rode there in the van, i traced the runes on my arms that id need, thinking about these rotten vampires....disgusting creatures. "Yuck," i muttered, running a hand through my short brown hair...it was getting floppy again...my golden eyes blinked as we pulled up outside the ware house, and i braced myself for battle.
--When asked how she felt, she smiled sadly and whispered, "I want to kill myself"--
One male with black hair, large and muscular commanded the group "we are here for one reason and one alone, they hold one of our own hostage, they will die for what they've done, me and the first pack will go down, we'll need you with medicine if she's hurt" he said looking to you. Then crept closer, bursting through the door, the first group went down and the second went up, to kill any vampires.
I followed the second group quietly, pulling out my stele from my pocket if i needed it. "C'mon man, we gotta go!" My buddy shouted from ahead. "im comin im comin!!!" I jogged in and was met with the horrifying sight of a mutilated girl hanging from the ceiling, and a pack of leeches surrounding her. "HEY LEECHES!!!!!!!" They all looked up at us, "COME GET SOME YA WIMPY BITCHES." My bud cried, and i couldnt help but snicker
--When asked how she felt, she smiled sadly and whispered, "I want to kill myself"--
She looked up slightly but the cylinders draining her strength didnt allow her to keep it up. She winced as one of them stuck a knife in her leg then ran up to meet and fight a shadow hunter "get her down" the black haired man called to you as he raced to kill the other vampires.
I looked up, trying to decide how i would get up there...then i saw it. My opportunity. There was a pile of boxes in the corner that led up to about 10 feet up the wall, and up that ten feet, she hung. I backed up, then sprinted, leaping up the boxes, and then with my momentum, i ran up the wall, catapulted, and grabbed her string. My knife whipped out and sliced the rope, and just as we slid down, i jumped holding her bridal style. When we landed, my ankles collapsed, and i fell down on my knees. I still held her, and asked, "are you okay? What hurts?"
--When asked how she felt, she smiled sadly and whispered, "I want to kill myself"--
I held my breath, grabbed ahold of one of the cylinders and yanked. It came free with a pop and her scream rang in my ears. "Ill make the second one quick i promise," i vowed pulling it out as i spoke. This time she gasped through gritted teeth and squeezed her eyes shut in pain. "Im sorry love, theyre out now, lets get you patched up."
--When asked how she felt, she smiled sadly and whispered, "I want to kill myself"--
Both times she made just a slight sound, her tolerance to the pain exceedingly great. She fell limp in his arms, the blood creating a pool in his hands and on the ground, her eyes closing and her breathing slowing. The two gaping holes in her abdomen oozing of blood.
I breathed deeply through my nose and heaved her up. Even with dead weight, she was incredibly light, feeling like she only weighed about 100 lbs. i carried her back to the van, then gingerly got in back. Immediately i started wrapping up her wounds, and trying to stop the horrible bleeding in her abdomen.
--When asked how she felt, she smiled sadly and whispered, "I want to kill myself"--
Once everyone got back in the van they all glanced back at the two before hurrying off back to the institute, the vampires now dead and Jacquelyn now saved.
"I tried get a sedative in her as fast as possible, so she wouldnt be feeling as much pain. She fell into a deep slumber and i breathed easier, knowing she was in a little less pain.
--When asked how she felt, she smiled sadly and whispered, "I want to kill myself"--
She stayed silent the whole ride, the rise and fall of her chest only barely visible.
Once they got back to the institute she was transferred to the medical ward, where she was put in a separate room, away from the others, her door posted with guards at all times.
He removed his hand and swiped his card, allowing the doors locks to un hinge and the door to open.
Inside was a fully white room with her body laid out on the hospital bed, her orange hair was beautiful but her face and body was a disaster, the way the men tore her up, it was sad to see. Her abdomen had contracted on the sides to where her sides curved in extremely to close up the gaps in her abdomen they pulled the skin forward and stitched it. Up till now they had kept her in a comatose state and they were to awaken her within the next five minutes.