This one was requested by MoonCat! So I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it! (I do agree – it's very dark! ;) )


Haunted –

Wishing for Hell


The former medical examiner sighed as she closed her sapphire eyes and rested against the cold metal of her prison cell. This wasn't the first time she had been in one of these places.


I can't believe she'd do something like that!

It's our entire fault, dude...She shouldn't be in the slammer.

She was stupid enough to get caught! Her problem, not ours.

18 year old Naomi Kimishima wearily raised her head and sighed. She had been put behind bars, for something she didn't do, but pleaded guilty none the less. She didn't want to screw up her friend's chances at being a doctor, so she took the blame. What exactly was she was being accused for; Stealing some surgical tools from a nearby hospital.

At least that what she was told she was being arrested for by the friend that got her to tag along. Naomi had stopped listening to what the cops were saying and remembers the life she was destined to have. The first person that had actually talked to her like she was...Normal, was the school's smoker; Gabriel Cunningham. Ironically enough, he wanted to be a doctor.

Naomi hadn't decided what she wanted to be at that moment in her life, nor did she know why she even enrolled in medical school to begin with. Her mother had thoroughly disagreed with medical science in every way possible, which inevitably resulted in her death, after Naomi was born prematurely. Her father had disappeared too.

After speaking with the school's smoker, she quickly found herself being pulled into all sorts of shenanigans with Tyler Chase and Gabe by her side. Those pranks fell towards crimes. Crimes led to punishment. This was her punishment.

Never knowing her family, not knowing what to do in her life, she was just another one of those people who could fade away without anyone caring or looking her way.

At least, that's what she thought...

Until Gabe and Tyler's little stunt nearly resulted in a man's life being taken. Being the gentle-hearted woman she was, she willingly stayed behind to treat the man. He was losing a lot of blood and there wasn't much hope for him, but she had felt a desire...An impulse, something that made her keep going.

She had felt an incredible amount of energy fill her body and time almost seemed to slow down... After suturing some basic wounds and treating a bump on the security guard's head, that energy fled from her body and stole her consciousness along with it.

The next thing she knew, she was in a prison cell with a pair of ochre eyes glistening with guilt and a pair of devious, pale blue eyes that screamed "This is your fault!" meeting her silver ones. Tyler had tormented Naomi weeks after that, whereas Gabe sat on the sidelines, unsure of what to do.

The police had released Naomi for good behaviour and let her off with a warning. They thought she seemed like a nice, innocent little girl that was bribed to take the fall for her comrades.

All of that changed, when Tyler limped in one day, covered in blood from head to toe. He had gotten jumped by a couple of dodgy looking teenagers on the way in. Naomi was the first to react. She began treating the lacerations one by one, wondering whether she'll feel that same ecstatic feeling. She let her mind wonder back to the security guard's wounds and suddenly saw a flash of blue light in the shape of a star fly past her eyes.

"I did it again!" Naomi whispered to herself in delight, as she speedily finished treating Tyler's wounds.

Gabe had gawked at her in amazement, whilst Tyler muttered to himself about having too much to drink again and that he must be seeing things. That's when she decided.

"I'll become a doctor. I'll be different from my mother. If I can invoke this amazing energy every time I help someone, then I'll do it!"

Ever since that day, Naomi worked and strived towards her goal and eventually made it. But by the time she did, everyone knew the story about her abilities. She started receiving hate mail and her flat was trashed day after day. She was slowly rejected from certain shops, refused to make credit card transactions. They took away everything she had worked hard for.


"I shouldn't have ever bothered working at St. Francis...Then I'd be able to rest." 31-year old Naomi contemplated to herself woefully. Just thinking of the memories of her past was making her head hurt.

Naomi found herself crunching her delicate body into a tight ball as small droplets of sorrow spilled from her eyes. Regret was coursing through her veins as she remembered each and every heartbroken, shocked, horrified, disgusted face race through her mind.

Angie, crying her heart out over the man she treasured the most, whose life was in her hands. She had made Angie cry and panic over him.

Derek, on the brink of tears when Victor dropped by with the latest test results, which listed her fate. She had gotten too close to him and made him feel sorry for her.

Little Guy, fighting within himself whether to kill her or let her live. She had made him follow her every beck and call and face losing his sanity for her sake.

Alyssa...Innocent, caring Alyssa. Horrified and disgusted with her own mother. She took the most away from her. She took away her family, her normal life and her childlike innocence by engraving her tragic past into her mind.

She had affected everyone in such a horrid way, that she could barely keep herself together.

The Devil Doctor was faced with Purity and Grace that tormented and ripped her old self to shreds.

The Corpse Whisperer was faced with happy, faces of the living and being heard by another Corpse Whisperer.

Nozomi was burned to pieces, rescued and stuffed into a tightly sealed metal chest.

Naomi was rotting in prison, waiting for someone to put her out of her misery.

"I should've given into Adam's wishes..."

"I should've let him pull that trigger..."

"Who am I really? Do I even know anymore?"

"What's death anyway...What does it signify?" The medical examiner laughed bitterly at her own words she had once said.

"It signifies an end to the restless hell I've been living." She whispered to herself, her smile fading away.


I was hit by the inspiration after watching hillychua's Crime and Punishment video, hopefully I didn't make Naomi go too overboard or make Tyler too much of a jerk.

Please review :D

And MoonCat I hope you liked it!

Did I mention I'm accepting requests for other dark-themed story ideas from the rest of the Trauma Series as well?

Sneak Peek of the next chapter: "Hank had strictly refused to force him into anything, but just told him to do whatever he thought was right. This only added to the pressure, resting casually on the surgeon's shoulders."

^ What do you think it could be about? ^