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"Excuse me," Mike asked her and as she turned around, he pointed the gun at her head and pulled the trigger.
He walked away from her as her body crumpled to the ground and he hid himself behind some racks, waiting for someone to find her.
It didn't take long for someone to come by. This person was another girl, who had short hair and green eyes. She seemed distracted and because of that, she slipped and fell on the pool of blood that had gathered around.
Mike scoffed, typical of surgeons. Always distracted. Never paying attention. Always making mistakes.
He saw the girl look around and say, "what the fu- ahhhhhh! What the fuck?! Is this blood?! REYNA!"
He heard her bloodcurling scream and Mike came out of the shadows with his gun poised.
The girl saw him and she slowly started to back away from him. She tried to get up, but the floor was too slippery.
"Please, p-please wait, s-stop," she begged him, all the while tears are falling down her face.
But Mike has no sympathy for her, and so he points the gun to her gut and shoots.
"Unf!" And the girl starts to bleed profusely from one tiny bullet hole.
No one heard the scream, or the two shots being fired. How disappointed that made Mike feel. Everyone was so busy, walking back and forth to who knows where. He decided to change that.
He pointed his gun on an unsuspecting nurse and pulled the trigger. Right on the heart and down she goes. This time people hear the shot and they start to panic as he shoots more people.
Mass panic ensues as people and nurses alike try to get away. Mike looks on, with no interest and decides to shoot random people as they run. Maybe he could have some fun, ruining people's lives like his was ruined. At least before he gets shot down.
...
Marina tried her damn hardest not to black out. She slowly starts to move herself towards the elevator. The pain in her gut is like nothing she's ever experienced before. It's like fire is licking away at her wound, acid traveling through her blood veins making it impossible to move.
Pain shoots up her nerves making her body go into shock. Adrenaline starts to take it's course, numbing the pain but in the process it would shut down her body. She can't have that happening, if she does let herself go into shock, her body will shut down and she'll die here. Her legs are already starting to go numb.
Slowly she starts to crawl over to the elevator as more pain shoots up her body. Somehow, she makes it, and she stretches her hand to press the button. It takes two minutes for the elevator to come, and as she's waiting, Marina forces herself to not go into shock.
It she doesn't let herself, she won't go numb but that would mean she would experience the full pain of the gun shot wound. The ding announces that the elevator is here, and she slowly crawls in. Once she's inside, she presses the main lobby button to get help.
Her nerves are fried, and her body spasms with pain. Her heart rate us starting to increase and more blood is seeping out. If she doesn't get help soon, she could die.
...
Jason and Hazel were coming out of a patient's room when they heard the shots being fired. The people running in fear started to swarm both of them. Soon their pagers started to beep 'code black' on them.
Jason grabbed Hazel by the arm and ran towards some elevators with her.
"Jason, where are we going?! What's going on?!" Hazel screamed as panic started to overcome her.
"Hazel we need to run! There's a shooter in the building, run!" Jason dragged her.
He thought about going inside the elevators and pressing the panic button to stop it from going anywhere.
They reached the elevators and Jason didn't have to press the button, because the elevator was already on its way down. The doors opened and Jason and Hazel ran towards them, but stopped once they saw Marina laying there in a pool of her own blood.
"Oh, god Marina!" Hazel shouted.
...
Leo and Annabeth are talking with a patient who showed signs of recovering swimmingly, when their pagers beep.
"Code... black?" Annabeth looked down in confusion at her pager.
"What's going on?" Leo asked and as soon as he said that, the people in the room hear shots being fired.
"What is that?" The patient whimpers.
"Is that a shooter?! Is there a shooter in the building?!" Leo started to panic.
"Leo, calm down," Annabeth went and locked the door to the room.
"Okay, we need to stay quiet. We stay quiet and he doesn't know we're here, we make a sound and we could all be dead, understood?" Annabeth asked Leo and the patient who nodded their heads.
Soon the gun shots started to get closer. Annabeth reached out to the patient and started to fix her up.
"Leo, make sure that machine stays quiet, we're gonna make it seem like she's dead okay? Now when I unplug her from the heart monitor, you make sure it doesn't make a sound." Annabeth told Leo what to do.
"Okay, but why are we making it seem like she were dead?" Leo whispered.
"Because if he comes in here, I am not going let him kill this patient."
Leo turned off the noise as Annabeth unplugged the patient from the machine and then covered her from head to toe with her sheets.
"Now, you have to stay quiet okay?" Annabeth told her in soft voice, "I need you to not move, you need to stay quiet and you to breathe quietly can you do that?" Annabeth asked her, to which she received a nod. "Good, I'm not going to let you die."
She looked at Leo who was terrified out of his mind.
"Leo, let's hide," Annabeth told him.
Leo dove under the bed and Annabeth went to hide in the bathroom. Soon, everyone heard the door start to jangle, like as if someone were trying to get in. It got aggressive until the lock was shot.
Mike strolled in, taking the scene before him. He went over to where the 'dead' patient was lying. He looked over at the monitor and saw that she had no pulse.
"So, those no good surgeons let you die, huh?" He asked no one in particular.
Soon he made his way over to the bathroom and Leo watched with horror as he opened the door, knowing Annabeth would get caught.
"No please! Please don't hurt me! Please!" Annabeth begged as she was dragged out by her hair.
"Do you think I care?" Mike spoke harshly.
Leo's eyes widened as he saw Annabeth down on the floor, looking up in horror.
"Are you a surgeon?" Mike asked.
When Annabeth didn't answer he screamed in to her face. "Are you a surgeon?!"
Annabeth only sobbed as pointed the gun at her and shot her in the chest. Mike walked around the room once and Leo was sure that he had left, before he felt hands on the back of his ankles.
"No! Wait! Wait! Please wait!" Leo screamed as he came out from under the bed.
He felt himself being flipped on to his back and he looked up at the face of Mike. The man in front of him didn't look like a killer, he had white hair and a wrinkled face, but his eyes said otherwise. Leo had never seen such cruel eyes before and this man had already shot Annabeth and probably several other people like it was nothing. This man was to be feared.
"Are you a surgeon?" Mike asked Leo, looking him up and down.
When Leo didn't answer, he pointed the gun towards Leo's face, "are you a surgeon?" He asked again.
Leo fiercely shook his head, "no! No! I'm not a surgeon! I'm not a surgeon! No! I'm not! I'm not!"
Mike pulled the gun back and walked out of the room. All the while Leo had squeezed his eyes shut and kept muttering that he wasn't a surgeon. Once he heard Mike leave, Leo got off the floor and went to go check on Annabeth.
"Oh my god," Leo said as he saw Annabeth's whole front soaked in dark red blood.
The patient got out of the bed and made her way over to Leo.
"What do we do? How do we save her?" She asked him.
"We need to take her to an OR, maybe then I can operate on her."
Leo lifted Annabeth off of the floor and made his way out of the room with the patient behind him.
"L-Leo..." Annabeth called weakly.
"Don't worry, you're one of us and I can't let you die."
...
"Come on Hazel, let's go!" Jason whispered harshly as Hazel made her way across the hall to where Jason was.
When they found Marina, Jason picked her up and told Hazel that he was taking her to a room to try and take the bullet out of her gut. They made their way across hallways and stairs until they were in the third floor. Jason found an open conference room and laid Marina down, her entire body was shaking.
"I'll go get supplies..." Hazel told Jason and she turned to leave until Jason gripped her wrist.
"No, you stay here and I'll go get them, I can't risk you getting shot."
"Don't you see Jason, I'm smaller and slimmer, I can sneak my way out and it'll be harder to catch me, I have to go," with that she ripped her arm away from Jason and dashed out of the room.
She made her way into a supply closet and took bandages, needles, thread, and lap pads. She made her way to the blood bank and found a bag of fluids laying on top of a desk. She looked at the blood that was there and looked for A positive blood, which was Marina's blood type and got two bags full. She went in to another room and saw that someone had been starting to practice a surgical skill.
There were clean scalpels, tongs, blades, gloves, tweezers and much more. She got a plastic Ziploc bag and put everything in there. Slowly she checked her surroundings and made her way back.
While she was looking behind her, she ran into someone. Her heart constricted in her chest as she thought that it was the shooter.
"Hazel?" She heard Frank whisper and she looked up to see his concerned face.
She threw her arms around him and kissed him on the lips.
"You don't know, how happy I am to see you!" Hazel told him.
"What are you doing out here?" Frank asked her.
"What are you doing here? There's a shooter and he's going after people and you're out here," Hazel told him.
"What are you both doing out here?" A new voice whispered.
It was Apollo, who had been hiding in an on-call room.
"Get in," He said and Frank made a move towards the room grabbing Hazel's arm.
"No I can't!" Hazel told them.
"Why not?" Frank asked.
"Marina got shot, Jason's in a conference room and I need to bring all of this back," Hazel gestured to the stuff she had put in a carrying box.
"She got shot? Where is she?" Apollo asked, coming out of the room.
"Come on," Hazel lead the way back to the conference room.
...
Percy, Nico and Luke were all running to get out of here. They had heard the gun shots being fired, they saw a few bodies lying around, they needed to get out of here. Percy gripped Nico's hand tightly, afraid that if he let go, Nico would disappear. Luke was in the front, looking left and right for any signs of the shooter. He moved forward with Nico behind him and Percy covering the back.
Soon two shots flew past all of them and Luke grabbed Nico to get him away.
"Percy Jackson!" Mike called out, "I have been looking all over for you!"
"No fucking way," Luke cursed.
"What the fuck does he think he is doing?" Percy whispered.
"Come out Percy Jackson! You killed my wife! And now, I'm gonna kill you!" Mike shouted.
Nico's eyes widen as he looked at Percy.
"Luke," Percy locked eyes with Luke, "get Nico out of here."
Luke nodded and grabbed Nico by the arm.
"What? No! No! Percy, I am not leaving you with that crazy man, who wants to kill you! No, Percy don't do this! Don't be the hero damn it!" Nico begged as he was slowly dragged away from Percy.
Percy got up and started to run the opposite side from where Luke and Nico were headed. He wanted to get Mike away from Nico as possible.
"Per-" Nico's mouth was covered by Luke's hand as he kept moving back.
Two more shots went off but they missed Percy, and Mike started to run up the stairs to get closer. Nico somehow got loose and he ripped himself away from Luke's grip.
"Nico! Stop!" Luke called after him as he chased Nico.
Percy passed a corner, Mike hot on his trail and Nico quickly closing in as well. Percy reached the lobby on the first floor and looked around to find any place to hide. Just as he turned around, Mike shot Percy right on his chest.
"PERCY!" Nico screamed like never before.
Nico was pulled back by Luke as a bullet hit the wall he was standing next to. Nico saw Percy fall backward, blood seeping out of his wound, hitting the ground with a final thud.
...
Apollo, Hazel and Frank rushed into the conference room as Jason tried to stop Marina from bleeding out.
"Thank God, you came back... and with company..." Jason said.
"Grace move away," Apollo ordered as he started to inspect Marina.
He lifted up her shirt to see where the bullet wound was and told Frank to grab a lap pad and start cleaning up the blood. He told Hazel to inject her fluids and blood, she lost a lot already.
Marina's skin was sickly pale and her breathing was slowing down. She was close to losing conscious. Her eyelids fluttered as she fought to stay awake.
"Her pupils are dilated, we're gonna need to be quick," Apollo told them, "Hazel, did you bring any anesthesia?"
"No I couldn't find any."
"Shit, okay. Zhang, Grace, I'm going to need you to hold her still as I look for the bullet and take it out okay? The adrenaline didn't course through her body, so she is going to be in a lot of pain when I start poking in there, she's going to feel everything I'll be doing to her. So hold her down, or I could put her in danger."
Frank and Jason nodded their heads. Apollo told Frank to hold her by the legs and Jason to hold her arms above her head. Apollo put on gloves and grabbed a scalpel. Marina's head lolled to the side as Apollo got ready to look for a bullet. Slowly, Apollo lowered his scalpel and made an incision.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Marina yelled as she tried to move her already exhausted body.
Apollo grabbed the tongs and started to stretch out the bullet hole so that he could take out the bullet. Marina squirmed her hold and let out screams of pain. Her whole body seemed to be on fire as she felt herself being prodded. Her vision was blacking out and she felt so weak.
"Not good, we need anesthesia if not... her body can't take it. She's under a lot of pain and her adrenaline isn't kicking in. Her nerves are shot and she already seems to be blacking out. She won't make it unless we give her anesthesia and transfer more blood into her system." Apollo said as he prodded deeper in Marina's body.
"I'll get it," Hazel volunteered.
"Hazel, no. You can't-" Frank started to say.
"I can and I will," Hazel argued back.
"You were lucky enough once, who knows if you'll get lucky the second time. Hazel don't do it," Jason said.
"If I don't who will? Marina will die! I'm going," with that, she kissed Frank on the lips and left the room.
...
Leo had carried Annabeth all the way to the fourth floor. He wanted to get Annabeth as close to an OR as possible without the shooter finding out. Already she had lost so much blood and had trouble even breathing. Her body had gone in shock and wasn't moving, she was barely awake.
Annabeth tugged on Leo's shirt gently, "h-hey... I think... this is the end... for me..."
"No, don't you dare say that!" Leo whispered harshly as tears started to pool his eyes.
Annabeth had always been strong, Leo could admire that about her. She hadn't been as nice but that didn't mean she had to die. She had no reason to die. And to see her, reduce to this bloody mess, tears falling freely from her face, it ripped Leo's heart.
"T-tell P-Percy," she let out a sob, "I always l-loved him... h-he was always the... one for m-me... t-tell him... to never give u-up on Nico... tell him... I h-hope they last f-forever..." she cried, knowing her fate was sealed when she was shot.
"No, Annabeth, please, please don't die on me. Please don't..." Leo sobbed as he watched the life leave her eyes.
Leo cradled her body and sobbed on her chest. He had let Annabeth die. She died in his arms and Leo couldn't do anything to save her.
...
Will had heard Nico scream and he came out of hiding. He saw Luke's form kneeling beside Percy and he ran over to them.
"No! Percy please don't die, don't die on me! Please don't leave me, I c-can't live without you please!" Nico sobbed as more blood seeped out of Percy's chest.
"We need to get him to the OR," Will said.
"How will we get him there? That guy is still out there," Luke told him.
"Then we're gonna need to sneak him in... Luke, grab his chest, I'll grab his legs. Nico get a gurney and bring it to us." Will told Nico and Luke what to do.
Soon Nico returned with a gurney and Will and Luke carefully placed Percy on it. They moved to the elevators and while it came down, they kept watch in case Mike decided to come back. The ding let them know that the elevator had arrived, and Will pushed Percy in while Luke pressed the fourth floor.
Two minutes later, they arrived on the fourth floor and Luke scooped out the area for any signs of Mike. So far, he didn't see the guy anywhere. Will and Luke pulled Percy into an empty OR and started to set up the place as quickly as possible. Nico went to get blood bags and fluids while Luke got the tools he would need, he was going to have to perform open-heart surgery. Wll set up the anesthesia and the machines, then he started to plug Percy on to them. Nico returned with the blood bags and fluids and got a needle ready to inject Percy with it. While Nico was doing that, Will and Luke went to scrub in.
"You just tell me what to do, and I'll do it okay?" Will told Luke, and Luke nodded his head.
They both went in and Nico helped them get their garments on. Soon, Will applied the anesthesia to Percy and told Nico to monitor his heart, blood pressure, levels and in case if Percy's body went into distress.
Luke reached for a ten-blade and carefully cut Percy open vertically. Nico couldn't keep his eyes off of Percy's face. He looked so pale and fragile, Percy never looked fragile. It didn't suit him. Nico bit his lip to keep a sob from escaping. Was this how Percy felt those times when Nico had been in danger. Had Percy felt so utterly useless and helpless? Did he feel like if he lost Nico, his life would've ended, with no purpose to move on? Did it rip his heart to pieces, make his stomach churn like as if he needed to vomit, fill his blood with ice and set his body on fire because the person he loved could die at that very second? Nico hated this feeling. This feeling that if he lost Percy, he wouldn't know what to do.
He watched as Luke and Will concentrated hard on looking for the bullet that didn't come out from the other side. The bullet that had the power to kill Percy. Nico wanted Mike to pay for what he did. Taking Percy's life as if it were nothing. Was this how Mike felt when his wife died? But it wasn't Percy's fault, he had done everything he could to save Mike's wife. But sometimes, even if you do everything perfectly, things could go wrong because nothing is set in stone. No one knows what will happen the next day. A person could die in a freak accident, or they could win the lottery. A person could end their lives if they so wish it, or decide to end someone else's life.
Life isn't fair, and it isn't easy. It throws a curveball at you when you think things are going great. Because things can never go too great in your life. You need to balance things out with tragedy. You need to be hurt in this world to become stronger. Balance is what makes the world go round. But right now, Nico didn't want to hurt and he didn't want to lose Percy. And he didn't care if life was fair or not, because he wanted Percy to live. And he didn't care if balance was needed; a life for a life. Percy's life for Mike's wife.
No one had been paying enough attention and so no one heard him come in.
"Well," Mike spoke, and everyone turned to the sound of his voice, "this does not make me happy at all. I wanted to kill Percy Jackson like he killed my wife. I didn't shoot him to waste a bullet and let someone else come and save him. I killed him because I wanted him dead!"
"You can't have him dead! He's not going to to die!" Nico yelled out.
"Nico, calm down." Luke called to Nico.
Mike pulled out his gun and walked around the room.
"Let him die on that table right now," Mike walked over to Luke and stood behind him, "or I'll shoot you." He pointed the gun to the back of Luke's head and released the safety. He looked from Will to Nico, daring them to try and take the gun away before firing off Luke's head.
"Okay, hold on a second..." Will started to say but soon found the gun pointed at him, and Will backed off.
"W-wait. Wait a second," Nico spoke up, "don't kill Percy. Don't kill him. Or Luke. You wanna kill someone? Kill me."
"Nico what the actual fuck are you saying?" Luke told him, "you take that back right now, if Percy heard you he would've-"
"Kill me! A life for a life right? That's what you wanted, you wanted to take Percy's life like he took your wife's life. But here's the thing, killing him won't do you any good. You wanna hit him where it hurts? Kill me instead, not him, not Percy."
"Shut up Nico," Will warned Nico.
"Why would it hurt if I killed you?" Mike asked him.
"Because I'm Percy's fiancee, we were supposed to get married," Nico let out a sob, "two weeks from now. And if you kill me, it'll be like your killing him. So kill me instead."
Mike lowered his gun and seemed to consider this. Will was looking back and forth between Nico and Mike, he saw that Mike wasn't paying any attention to him so he needed to act fast. If Mike really was planning on killing Nico, Will had to stop it somehow. Only one thing would stop Mike from killing Nico, and that's if Percy died right now. A second later a monotonous beep rang out making everyone look to the monitor.
"No... NO! No, no, no, no, please no!" Nico sobbed as his legs gave out and he fell to th ground.
Percy was dead. Will and Luke had been too late on saving him.
"No God, please no! Percy no! You left me!" Nico screamed as more tears flowed down his face.
Seeing Percy dead satisfied Mike enough. He made his way out of the OR, he still needed one more person to kill.
...
Marshall and Chief Brunner had somehow ended up together through this whole ordeal. The chief had called the police who were outside and sending in a SWAT Team in. After that, everything was a blur. People were running, panicking and stumbling around getting unnecessarily hurt. The chief found the bodies of some of his employees and it hurt to look at them, lying lifeless. Innocent people killed in cold blood because one man wanted vengeance.
Chief Brunner and Marshall had bumped into each other as they were both searching for anyone in the building who was still in here and help them get away. Marshall had been looking for Marina and Will but he had no luck. Chief Brunner was looking for Percy since he was the objective of the shooter. They both reached the fourth floor and started to look around in rooms and closets.
"I think we should split up," Marshall suggested to Chief Brunner.
"Good idea, that way we can look for them faster."
They separated and went in search of more doctors who were missing. Chief Brunner was in the lobby of the fourth floor when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and found Mike standing ten feet away from him with his gun poised.
"And now, I've finally found the last person I needed to kill... to get my revenge." Mike said, as he reloaded his gun once more.
Mike made his way to Chief Brunner slowly. Chief Brunner put his hands up as Mike neared him.
"Do you think that this will help you heal? Do you think this will help you move on? What would your wife say if your wife were alive?" Chief Brunner said out loud, trying to distract Mike and look for a way out of this situation.
"Well, my wife can't say anything anymore, because Percy fucking Jackson killed her!" Mike raised his gun ready to shoot, when suddenly he was knocked off his feet.
The gun fired off and hit Chief Brunner in the upper thigh, and Chief Brunner fell down to the ground. Meanwhile, Marshall struggled to knock the gun out of Mike's hand. Mike tried with all his might to get Marshall off of him, he managed to raise his right arm and tried to shoot Marshall, but only managed to nip Marshall's left arm. Marshall elbowed Mike's right forearm and knocked the gun out of his hand. It skidded three feet away and Marshall raised his right fist and punched Mike hard on the mouth.
It seemed as though Mike got knocked out and Marshall got off of him and walked over to Chief Brunner. Marshall helped Chief Brunner get up slowly. Chief Brunner was up on his feet when a shot was fired at them, hitting Marshall in the left shoulder. They ducked as more shots flew past them and went into the elevators. Marshall closed the doors as Mike started to run up to them, firing his gun.
Mike saw that the elevator was on it's way down and ran towards a stairwell. He ran down one floor when he heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and busted through the door of the third floor. He ran down one hallway and came across an African American girl with brown curly hair pushing a cart that held medicine and bandages. She stopped walking when she saw him and froze.
They were at least fifteen feet away and Mike thought he would kill one more person before getting killed by the SWAT Team coming up the stairwell. He took out his gun and pointed it at her, but before he had a chance to shoot, the gun was shot out of his hand.
"Freeze! Put your hands on your head and get down on your knees!" Someone yelled.
Mike slowly turned around and pulled another gun from the back of his pants and pointed it towards his head.
"Put the gun down!"
"At least I got to kill Percy Jackson!" Mike released the safety.
"Put the gun down! Now!"
Seeing Percy dead satisfied Mike enough. He made his way out of the OR, he still needed one more person to kill.
Once Mike left, Will went to go make sure he really was gone. He came and soon the monitor lit up and Percy's heartbeat sounded out. Nico looked up, confusion written all over his face.
"What the fuck?" Luke asked in surprise.
"Mike wasn't gonna leave until either Nico or Percy died in front of him. So I unplugged the plug that monitored Percy's heartbeat and made it look like he died because of loss of blood. Now come on, we need to save Percy's life," Will explained what he did.
Luke and Will got back to work while Nico caught his breath and tried to wrap his mind around what had just happened. Percy didn't die? Will faked it all to get Mike to leave?
Nico let out a breath be didn't know he had been holding and looked on as Luke finally got the bullet out of Percy. Nico felt such a huge relief. Percy was still alive, Mike thought he had died, and the bullet was out of his chest. That didn't mean that Nico's heart beat slowed down, and his legs still felt like jelly.
The instantaneous pain and grief Nico felt when he thought he had lost Percy was surreal. It was like someone had stabbed Nico in the heart and was twisting the knife around. His blood froze and his brain shut down, the only thing that kept going through his mind was 'Percy is dead'. But he wasn't dead, Percy was going to live.
Mike pulled the trigger.
