Derek: Uh, what just happened?
Me: I can't tell you! It would ruin the story!
Derek: *sigh* The author doesn't own Trauma Center, just Shayli
"Ugh, my head…" Shayli opened her eyes and found herself in a dark room lit by only two red and green lights. When she tried to move, she felt something set against her back, and her arms restricted. She turned her head and gasped. She and Derek were sitting back-to-back, tied together!
"What is this?" The young surgeon managed to move her arm enough to elbow Derek in the ribs.
"Derek!" she hissed. "Wake up!" Derek groaned and raised his head. "Wh-what the…what's going on?"
"So, you two are finally awake." Startled, the two surgeons turned and saw a familiar figure smirking at them. Brown hair, brown eyes, a mustache and beard? No…it couldn't be…
"Dr. Clarks?" Shayli cried. "What's going on?" Dr. Clarks laughed; a cold, cruel laugh that sent shivers down Shayli's spine.
"Dr. Clarks," Derek said, trying to keep his voice controlled, "did you bring us here?" Dr. Clarks studied Derek with cold, piercing eyes.
"That's correct, Dr. Stiles. It was me who brought you two here." Shayli felt confused. Why was Dr. Clarks acting this way?
"But Dr. Clarks, why?" she said, genuinely puzzled. "Why did you kidnap us?" Dr. Clarks turned his cold gaze onto Shayli.
"Dr. Logan, who do you think made me a doctor? It wasn't your government. No, the ones who created me are the ones you two have been fighting since you came to Caduceus." Both Derek and Shayli gasped. It couldn't be…
"That's right," Dr. Clarks went on, "all this time, I've been working for Delphi. Shayli and Derek were at a loss for words.
Dr. Clarks working for Delphi? Him, of all people? This…this can't be real!
Derek: Dr. Clarks? Never saw that coming…
Me: Of course you didn't. That's what makes the story good!
Derek: I guess you're right, miss author. Can't wait to read the next chapter.
Me: I'm working on it. It should be done soon.
