(I am not doing my homework. I stayed up until midnight last night writing this on paper.
THIS CHAPTER IS FOR YOU, MY READERS. IT IS THE OPERATION THAT YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR.
All rants shall be held until the end of the chapter!
Characters © Nintendo
GUILT(Gangliated Utrophin Immuno Latency Toxin) © Nintendo
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Perfect Death
Chapter Six- Savato: The Sabbath
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"Dr. Kimishima, Dr. Hoffman..."
Naomi and Dr. Hoffman looked over to Angie, who masked her worry behind a frown.
"I'd like to remind you... that the patient's vitals are only at thirty," she informed. "They won't go much higher. So... when there are lacerations... I would advise that you take care of it immediately. Because... if they're left unattended for too long..."
"...we understand, Angie," Dr. Hoffman nodded. "We'll keep that in mind."
"Ready when you are, Dr. Hoffman," Kimishima placed the blade of her scalpel over Derek's heart, alongside his sternum.
They made their incisions simultaneously, then widened the cuts so as to be able to see what they were working on.
In the observation deck above them, Sidney watched, a nervous energy starting to fill him.
It's not every day someone gets to see two world-class surgeons operate together... he thought, smirking inwardly. Too bad it has to be for this...
The lacerations from the Kyriaki looked like any other damage done by that GUILT- there were just far more of them than usual. However...
"Wha... what is that?!" Angie's hands flew to her mouth in horror. Dr. Kimishima nearly dropped her scalpel in shock.
Savato had become a truly terrifying beast. Its nest did not span across a small section of the heart, but was wrapped around the whole organ, constricting it tightly. Savato, too, had changed: it had grown massively in size, taking on a spidery appearance. Its long, spindly legs wrapped around the weakly beating heart, cutting lightly into the muscle.
"This is insane," Dr. Kimishima muttered, cutting one of the threads to the nest. "Here."
Angie took the scalpel, replacing the melted tool with a new one. At the same time, Greg Kasal handed Dr. Hoffman the drain.
Dr. Hoffman drained the large wounds on Derek's lung.
"Forceps."
As Dr. Hoffman closed and sutured the wounds, Kimishima was busy burning away the immature Savato that had appeared.
"Angie, give me a few scalpels," she ordered. Angie picked up about five scalpels, carefully handing them to the Japanese surgeon. Quickly, Dr. Kimishima severed five strands of Savato's nest, one right after the other, leaving only one or two strands left.
"Oh...! Good thinking, Dr. Kimishima!"
I suppose that's why she's so prized in Europe,Sidney couldn't help but think. Because she doesn't do things the long way, like the other European surgeons do.
"Greg, you'll have to take care of his vitals," Dr. Hoffman informed as he used the ultrasound to locate the Kyriaki, which were swimming just below the surface of the organ.
"Yes, Dr. Hoffman," Greg nodded, taking a syringe and a vial of stabilizer. Filling the syringe, the senior surgeon then proceeded to inject the green liquid into Derek's side.
"Ah... there you are," Dr. Hoffman muttered as he finally located two Kyriaki. He made a small incision, drawing out the parasites...
As it turned out, this Kyriaki was different from the others. They thrashed wildly, creating several medium-sized lacerations, before swimming across the surface of the organ.
"Gel... no. They're too big. Stitches."
Greg handed Dr. Hoffman the needle and suturing thread. Dr. Hoffman quickly sutured the wound as Greg re-stabilized Derek's vitals.
"Laser."
Dr. Hoffman kept the laser fixed on one of the Kyriaki. After a few seconds, the Kyriaki let out a small shriek of anguish as it rolled over, disintegrating.
"I'll need the ultrasound soon... don't forget to keep an eye on his vitals, Greg."
"Yes, Dr. Hoffman."
Dr. Kimishima had destroyed two of Savato's nests. It had just finished reconstructing its third, but the threads around the organ were considerably looser than they had been before.
"This should be the last one..." Angie commented, handing Dr. Kimishima a scalpel and the laser.
"Mm," the surgeon nodded as she severed another strand, then began burning away several immature Savato that had spawned from the original.
As she did so, the nest began to grow red and pulsate...
"N... Naomi...!" Thinking quickly, Angie grabbed a scalpel and thrust it towards Dr. Kimishima, effectively breaking the surgeon's concentration on the baby Savato. Finally noticing the dark red web, Naomi snatched the scalpel from Angie's hands...
She barely severed a strand in time. The nest turned white and grew still once again, and Derek's vitals, instead of plummeting, remained in the low thirties.
"Let's just take care of the web now, I suppose..." Dr. Kimishima murmured, handing the ruined scalpel back to Angie. "I'll need... I think seven scalpels will take care of this web."
"Got it."
Meanwhile, Dr. Hoffman had just destroyed the final immature Kyriaki body. Greg quickly handed him the needle and thread.
"Thank you," Dr. Hoffman nodded, taking it and beginning to suture the larger lacerations caused by the GUILT. "Are you ready with the stabilizer?"
"Whenever you're ready," Greg nodded, holding the syringe close to Derek's abdomen.
"Wait for it..."
Dr. Hoffman finished suturing the last incision.
"Now."
Greg injected the stabilizer into Derek as six large lacerations spontaneously appeared on the lung, forming a twelve-pointed star. Thanks to Dr. Hoffman's foresight, however, Derek's vitals remained stable at thirty.
The surgeon wasted no time; after activating his Healing Touch, Dr. Hoffman sutured the cuts in less than an instant.
"Ultrasound."
Wow, Sidney couldn't help but admire Dr. Hoffman's ability to anticipate what would happen. No wonder Greg's always admired him...
Dr. Kimishima had burned away Savato's toxic shell once, and had just cut into its shell. The spidery GUILT let out a hiss, then made five deep gashes into Derek's heart.
"I need the--"
"Here."
"Thank you."
Dr. Kimishima quickly sutured the gashes, then picked up the laser, burning away at Savato's nearly impervious shell once again.
"...two mature Kyriaki bodies?!" Greg frowned as he saw the shadows moving from under the ultrasound.
"Well, that would certainly explain the lung failure," Dr. Hoffman's face was grim as he drew out the Kyriaki bodies. "Get ready, Greg."
"I am, Dr. Hoffman," Greg responded, holding a syringe of stabilizer in his hand.
Dr. Hoffman focused the laser on one of the large Kyriaki. It screeched, then slid its broad head just under the surface of the lung and raced forward. It tore open a new wound before resurfacing and swimming away.
"Drain."
As Greg injected more stabilizer to make up for Derek's sudden blood loss, he handed the drain to Dr Hoffman, who began draining the blood away from the wound...
Things weren't going so well for Dr. Kimishima either. How the hell could Savato move so fast?! It was impossible to hit it with the laser.
"This thing's starting to piss me off," she growled. She turned off the laser for a brief moment, and Savato relaxed its frantic pace.
Then Dr. Kimishima focused the laser onto the GUILT's back once again. Savato screeched, trying to flee, but it wasn't able to shake off Naomi.
"Ha!"
"You should be able to inject the medicine soon...!" Angie said, hope shining in her eyes.
"Better get it ready, Angie," Dr. Kimishima advised as Savato's toxic shield disintegrated once again. "I'm going to cut it..."
Dr. Hoffman had destroyed one of the Kyriaki bodies, and was trying to bring down the second. he had already incinerated it twice...
"I should be able to help you soon, Naomi," Dr. Hoffman commented as he hit the Kyriaki again, watching it grow still...
"Savato's almost dead over here," Dr. Kimishima reported as she injected the black serum into Savato's slow-moving body. She activated her Healing Touch as the GUILT moved to the center of Derek's heart...
"W-what-- Dr. Hoffman, the Kyriaki!"
The Kyriaki had suddenly begun thrashing wildly, creating several lacerations, desperately trying to burrow into Derek's lung...
"Greg, grab it!" Dr. Hoffman barked suddenly. Greg immediately grabbed the forceps, and barely managed to seize the Kyriaki's tail in time. The GUILT screeched, whipping around wildly as Dr. Hoffman focused the laser's beam at its head...
Dr. Kimishima's Healing Touch raised Derek's vitals every time she sutured a wound... but for every two that she treated, Savato created three more. Her mind burned as she forced herself to continue concentrating, suturing, trying to keep Derek alive long enough for Dr. Hoffman to come over and defeat Savato...
Oh, look... Savato's made lacerations like a star...
...a star...
Kimishima couldn't help but stare at the shape of the lacerations. It was, in fact, a perfect star... how interesting...
She then mentally reprimanded herself for allowing her focus to wander and instantly resumed suturing. But... her focus was suddenly so clear...
...why wasn't Savato moving?
Kimishima glanced at the GUILT as she continued suturing. It made no move to go and create new lacerations... why?
The surgeon glanced up at Angie. A look of shock was frozen on her face... why wasn't she moving either?
...Did I--
Quickly, Naomi glanced sideways. Greg and Dr. Hoffman were motionless, still looking like they were struggling with the savage Kyriaki...
...I stopped time! I stopped time like Derek did...!
No! Naomi scolded herself. Now... now's my chance!
Quickly, before her focus could break, Naomi reached over, taking the vial of black serum out of Angie's hand. Refilling the syringe she had used just moments ago, Naomi injected the dark liquid into Savato's core. She watched with a grim sense of satisfaction as Savato spun around wildly, trying to escaped from itself...
...before it finally collapsed, disintegrating into nothingness. The remaining lacerations on Derek's heart vanished...
"There! It's finally gone..."
Dr. Hoffman had finally disintegrated the Kyriaki. It hung limply from the forceps, then disintegrated. leaving nothing behind but the surprisingly shallow wounds it made in its desperate attempt to escape.
"...Dr. Hoffman, Dr. Kimishima..." Angie's voice was soft, almost with wonder. "The... the Chiral reaction is.. negative!"
A collective sigh of relief was exhaled by all those who were in the operating room. Sidney, who had become nervous during the final phase of the operation(not that he would ever admit it), left the observation area, intending on congratulating them on a job well done.
"Let's close him up," Dr. Hoffman said, quickly treating the wounds on Derek's lung. Both he and Kimishima sutured their initial incisions, then gelled and bandaged the incisions.
"Operation successful..." Kimishima murmured, a small smile playing at her lips.
"Good job, everyone," Dr. Hoffman smiled. "Let's get Derek into a recovery ward..."
The four of them wheeled Derek out of the operating room to be greeted by Sidney Kasal.
"Congratulations," Sidney smiled briefly. "That was an amazing operation..."
Suddenly, there was a thud. Greg, Sidney, Angie and Dr. Hoffman looked over... to see that Naomi was no longer standing.
"N-Naomi!" Angie gasped, quickly rushing to her side. "... she... she's passed out..."
"...well, I wouldn't be so surprised," Dr. Hoffman stated. "I would bet that operating on Savato takes extraordinary amounts of concentration... even gifted surgeons have their limits."
Sidney strode over to Naomi's side, then knelt down and draped her arm across his shoulders. He stood up, with the Japanese surgeon hanging limply at his side.
"I'll find a place for her to lie down," he stated simply. "You three go and get Derek back to his room."
"Will she-" Angie began.
"She'll be fine. Go."
Even though Kimishima had fainted, Angie, Greg and Dr. Hoffman couldn't help but feel proud...
They had done it.
Derek was going to be okay.
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(AAAAND abrupt ending to chapter six.
I bet you're all sad that next chapter's the last chapter... unless, of course, I put in a bonus chapter. :)
Don't freak out, anyone- Naomi doesn't have GUILT... there won't really be a dramatic yet predictable sequel... she just wasn't used to the Time-stopping-voodoo-magic Healing Touch and passed out, no biggie.
And ahww, Sidney's looking out for Naomi. Isn't that cuuuute. XD
There is no song reference this chapter... last chapter's was Angie's whole "hold on" line, from the song "Hold On" by Good Charlotte... which, by the way, is an anti-suicide song. Funny how it all works out, huh?
With that being said, I'm going to go and sit in front of my TV and stare at the Kasal brothers for an hour or two. You all really should see the doodles I've drawn in my Trauma Center notebook... it's quite pathetic. XD
Review please! next chapter will be up in about two days!)