~* First post in a little while o Kinda short but I intend on continuing it! Thank you for reading!*~
A young Angela Ziegler sits at her desk in a small office stashed in the corner of the main med bay. She was busy finalizing her nanobot revival project. It would change everything on the battle field by giving a second chance to any downed friendly. Fewer casualties.
Stifling a yawn she lifts a canister of the nanobots, ready to transport them to a machine that would allow her to make a few final tweaks on the other side of the la- "BOO!"
Angela flinched at the sudden appearance of Fareeha, Jesse not far behind. They were both cackling like mad men as the canister crashed to the floor, shattering the glass and sending a thick dust into the air. The bio-hazard alarm went off immediately, the door to her office sealing the three of them in as the dust swirls around Angela.
The blonde doctor gasps, the nanobots invading her body at an alarming rate. It felt as though her skin was on fire. "Angie!" She heard the terrified cry before collapsing to the floor, her skin glowing a dull orange.
"Don't- Don't go near her kid."
"She's hurt Jesse!"
"We could make it worse."
Angela tried to focus on their voices over the thunderous sound of her own heartbeat, her breathing quick. She groans the taste of copper sharp on her tongue. "G-Get out… Get Out…"
"The doors sealed we can't." Jesse's voice is shaky. She can almost imagine his face… He jumps as someone pounds on the door, holding Fareeha closer. Through the glass he can see Jack Morrison and Ana Amari, the latter of the two already trying to pry the door open. "Angie what's goin' on?"
Angela hisses as the dull glow of her skin starts to pulse along with her heart beat, "GET OUT!" She bellows and that has a fresh wave of tears pouring from Fareeha's eyes. The blonde girl never once raised her voice. Now she lay writhing in pain, her face contorted in agony. "PLEASE GET OUT!"
Jesse turns to help Ana pry the door apart, grunting with the effort. Jack joins on the other side and with a great amount of effort they manage to get the door open enough for the two to slip through. Fareeha is hesitant to leave, her brown eyes locked on Angela. Ana pulls her from the room, letting the door slam shut. "Angela! We have to help her!" She cries, reaching out for the door.
"Alssamt alan…" Ana murmurs softly, hugging the girl closer to her. She murmurs words of comfort to the younger girl, glancing to Jack to see if he had thought up any sort of plan. He shakes his head, still trying to get in touch with Winston.
Angela felt as though her body were being pulled apart and remade from the inside. Over and over and over again. She screamed as the minutes ticked by, her throat going raw. She lost track of time at some point, drifting in and out of consciousness and on the verge of losing herself completely.
Just as soon as it happened the heat disappeared, the dull glow slowly puttering out from beneath her pale skin. She felt incredibly cold lying on the office floor, her hair sticking to her clammy face. The bio-hazard alarm cut out and the door swished open. She was vaguely aware of someone touching her face. Angela shuddered, losing her struggle to stay conscious.
~* Thank you for reading!*~