Codes

by LovelyFandomLife

We're all born with one. A code. A series of numbers and letters below a pattern of straight black lines, printed on our wrist. Your code has everything about you recorded in sixteen digits of information. Your interests, your secrets, your fears. There are some, however, who have an extra digit. An extra piece of code that they would do anything to hide. {HiJack Barcode!AU}

1. Chapter 1

Trigger Warning: Hints at and mentions of attempted suicide and depression.

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~Beep~

Everything was dark. He couldn't understand what was happening. There was movement. Noises. Voices. But he couldn't make sense of any of them. He could hear sirens somewhere in the background.

~Beep~

Wait a minute. Was that his heart beat? That wasn't right. A heart beat? That wasn't supposed to happen.

~Beep~

He was moving, or rather, he was being moved. That much, he could gather. He figured he was on some kind of moving bed, being pushed or carried.

~Beep~

"Let me through, let me through. That's my son! Let me see my boy!"

"Sir, you have to stay back."

Dad? What was his dad doing here? His father wasn't supposed to be here.

~Beep~

He finally managed to open his eyelids. It was more difficult than he'd expected, like trying to pry open a vice with only your fingers. Wherever he was, it was bright. Too bright. Everything was blurry. All he could see was white. Figures passed overhead where he was laying. Even they were white, with white clothes and white masks. He couldn't see any faces.

~Beep~

The smell was terrible. It was something between a mix of death and antiseptic, the sterile chemicals making his nose burn. His body felt numb and heavy. Too heavy to move on his own. People were running. Back and forth, back and forth. Everything was moving too fast for him to keep up.

~Beep~

Other voices above him. Ones he didn't recognize. He didn't like the way they sounded; they talked too fast.

"He's a fourteen twenty. Looks like an intentional overdose of a benzodiazepine."

"Extreme blood loss from lacerations to the wrists. We need another transfusion now."

Where was he? He didn't know. What was going on? He didn't care. He was so tired. It was becoming more and more difficult to keep his eyes open, even by a fraction. Everything was fading. He was losing it, sinking further and further as black dots spotted his vision. In the next second, the world swirled into darkness and there was nothing.

~Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~

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A/N: Okay, so not only am I incapable of making frequent updates with ANYTHING, but aparently I am completely deficient in coming up with original settings and plots for any kind of story whatsoever. So before anyone says anything, Imma let you know, this AU was not my idea. As far as I can tell, the original idea was created by strangelypaula on tumblr, and seems sort-of-kind-of popular/persistant due to conversations and discusions by various people and such, as well as some awesome comic artwork by fangirltothefullest. I just thought it was a cool idea and it got my juices flowing, so I'm rolling with it. Hope you like it!