Chapter 1
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"I woke alone today
For all the birds have flown
Inside this empty house
Which no longer feels like home
No angel of mercy
Is gonna hear my call (lord no)
No angel of mercy
To dry the tears that shall not fall
I woke alone today
Admidst life's killing fields of war
Door of memories
Closed forevermore
No angel of mercy
Is gonna hear my call (lord no)
No angel of mercy
To dry the tears that shall not fall
No angel of mercy
Is gonna hear my call (lord no)
No angel of mercy
To dry the tears that shall not fall" - Black Label Society
Aislinn Deidre Quinn is a average mid thirties woman that has a lovely pixie cut with her pine green eyes, her fair skin that stands out the most. However one thing that everybody would notice is her very pregnant belly.
"I need to get out of here" she whispered to herself, analyzing the gas station cautiously. One thing set her off about the area is the light mist in the distance. She left the gas station with three bags in hand, she got in the car instantly placing the key in the ignition, starting the car.
Her favorite song played on the radio, she turns it up and smiles sadly. "It's OUR song dear..." she subconsciously looks at the passenger seat, a tear slides down her cheek. She placed both hands on her stomach lovingly, "At least your daddy left me you sweetheart..."
She places the gear in drive and left down the road, the mist becoming heavier behind her, turning in to fog. She began to panic and stepped on the gas pedal, her heart hammering in her chest wildly, her breath began to shorten itself as if her lungs squeezed. Her arms on the steering wheel became to tremble horrifically that made steering difficult. "What...why.." she squeezed out in short breaths, tears fell from her eyes spontaneously.
In the fog in front of her walk a figure that stopped in the middle of the road, she bit her lip hardly making it break under intense pressure. She screamed as she slammed on the brakes. Her radio cut out leaving static noise that made her stomach churn. She hit her head as the front bumper hit the figure, and it winds itself on top of the car and over the back. Her vision blurred as the noise becomes louder until she falls unconscious right before her door is ripped off of it's hinges.
When Aislinn woke painfully, she swallowed the lump in her throat. A sharp pain briefly stabs her stomach, she winced placing a hand on it. "Aww sweety, that hurts me" as another kick is gone, she smiled sadly, feeling a tear slid down her cheek.
As she scanned the room, she is on a hospital bed and in a white gown. Her shoes are gone, but her toes are covered with lovely pale blue socks. Her mind is full of paranoia, 'How did I get here? Why is there-who found me?'.
The door cracks open and a short woman peeks through the two inch gap. She lets out a small gasp as Aislinn caught her eye, she backs away and ran off. In another moment the door is opened fully and an older woman walks in strongly, her short wavy chestnut hair and caramel eyes contemplated her olive skin. The older woman peered down at Aislinn scrutinizing her intensely, ignoring the fact that it's making the pregnant woman squirm. Something about the woman made Aislinn's heart weep in fear and sorrow.
"Are you feeling alright, miss?" she asked slowly, her thick Latin accent dominating over her English. She stepped over to the woman, watching her carefully for any sign of distress or dangerous intent.
Aislinn narrowed her eyes sharply. "Where the hell am I?!" she snapped sharply, quickly reading the name on the lady's name tag: Kaitlynn.
"You're in Alchemilla Hospital, ma'am. You were brought here by a mysterious man last night" her calm voice didn't fuse Aislinn's anger one bit, it only made the woman let out a heavy sigh. "So Kaitlynn, why do you care? And when can I get out of here?!" Kaitlynn wrote down on her clipboard without replying to the paranoid pregnant woman.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but you have to calm down. You'll hurt your baby. And to tell you, you will be staying here for a while. You broke both of your legs and you cannot be released until you heal. Doctor's orders" Nurse Kaitlynn scolds the pregnant woman, which only makes her hiss sharply like a snake. "I hate you"
The nurse left her without a word and locked the door causing Aislinn to grimace. She softly sang her favorite song as her eyes trained on the growing child in her belly. "No Angel of Mercy, is gonna hear my call"
When night came to greet the world with bliss, the pregnant woman woke to an obnoxious screeching and distant screams. "What in the world...?" she wondered, her heart thudding against her rib cage.
Everything made her sit up alarmed, she scanned the room for anything to protect herself. Nothing. She found nothing. There was no drawers, nightstands other than one in the corner that held no drawer.
She placed both hands on her swollen belly, "Hold on baby, bear with me. We need to find something to keep us safe" she whispers softly, she slowly and yet so gently place each foot on the floor towards the dresser. She believed there may be something more than meets the eye to her about this particular table. She reaches underneath it and blindly search for anything, her fingertips brush across a cold metallic object. She tugged at it from under the table, the short kitchen cleaver shine back lending her own image be seen. "Wow, don't I look horrible" she murmured.
She slowly pushed the bed against the door, the weight putting pressure and strain on her body. She ignored the painful sensation and dropped to her knees as the bed is against the door. "Phew, thank you lord" she held her hands against her chest. "After all, what is life if I cannot chose what and who I want to be..what we will be?"
The door budged open as a extreme anorexic figure dressed in bandages with scalpel in hand stare at her, before looking around the room, noticing the nurse's eyes were not bandaged: Cold silver eyes. Aislinn crouched over the bed and begin to hold her breath as the nurse tried to break in.
Fear. Innocence. New flesh. That's what drawn the nurse to that particular room that night.
"Stop it!" She shrieked, standing up as the bed is pushed aside, and the nurse advances forward, her hips swagger with each step. Aislinn ducked as the scalpel swished across the air where her throat was once at. She assaulted the nurse with the cleaver that she found, the bandaged nurse backs away moaning lowly. Aislinn rushed at the nurse, it swung its scalpel at her and metal met metal. The two stared down at each other fighting over with strength, Aislinn kicked the nurse and it fell on the floor.
"What the hell is going on? Why is this place... fuck my life" she growled, raising the cleaver to strike the creature in it's head. It backed away and scurried out of the door. "What the fuck?" Aislinn ran a hand through her hair nervously, as she observed the door suspiciously.
A loud shriek brought her to her knees and grip her ears. Another sound penetrated her ringing ears, the noise made her vision blur.. She hunched over the floor and her contents of her lunch before this ended up on the ground. "Great...this is fan fucking -tastic" she whispered sarcastically, before she crawled across the floor as another shriek from before got louder and more intense to the point it made Aislinn's senses react horribly.