About 30 miles outside of Phoenix, Arizona
9:00 PM, 4/19/2016
Holiday and Amelia stood in the Providence hospital locker room, preparing for surgery. Both Holiday and Amelia had received an extensive training set in surgery a month or so back, and both were very glad.
"How many victims will we be operating on?" Holiday asked, putting on her cap.
"Anywhere from 15-30. The paramedics flying in with them are prepping them as they fly so that way we can just get in and go. We won't know the exact number of injured until they arrive because we don't know who will make it,"
"Right," Holiday agreed. She knew why they wouldn't know the number of operees, but part of Amelia's job was making sure Holiday knew everything. She pulled on her mask and snapped on her latex gloves. Amelia finished tying up her hair and Holiday put on her cap for her to save time. The two doctors hurried to the OR, where three other doctors, each extensively trained in special surgeries, were prepping tables. Holiday and Amelia began prepping their own tables.
"Amelia, the nurses' chopper should've landed by now. Go ask someone to get them in here," just as Holiday ordered this, six nurses flooded in. Every nurse paired up with a doctor, and the extra nurse manned special equipment that could be needed.
Then, the people where brought in. Holiday and two of the doctors received men, Amelia received a woman, while the third doctor received a young child.
Each person came in with a clipboard explaining their conditions. X-rays and CTA scans had been done briefly before they had been admitted to the OR upon arrival. Holiday quickly scanned through and saw that there was some sort of mass muscle tensing in the right shoulder, where there was a large bite. It seemed to be spreading. The only thing Holiday could compare it to was muscle spasms caused by tetanus.
Holiday took a scalpel and attempting to make an incision, but the skin had hardened. She decided to try to disinfect the bite to see what would happen. She asked for the disinfectant, and began to gently wipe at the raw flesh. The skin began to sizzle, as if Holiday had applied heat.
"Is anyone able to open up the affected areas?" Holiday asked. The other doctors all shook their heads. "I'm going to see if I can somehow keep this from spreading. Nurse, will you please prepare an impromtu biopsy? There's nothing we can do for these patients now except to contain the virus and hopefully make some sort of antitoxin,"
The other doctors nodded and began to see if they could somehow contain the virus as well. Amelia, who's patient was bitten on the hand, decided to cut off circulation to the appendage. One doctor, one of the two with a man, injected a blood thinner in hopes of somehow releasing tension on the contracted muscles. The other doctor with the male patient injected kantrex and amikin. Holiday preformed her biopsy after injecting her patient with invanz. Just as she was sending it to the lab, a heart monitor went dead. It, unfortunately, was the child's.
"Clear!" the doctor cried as she attempting to get the poor child's heart pumping once more. She tried two more times before hanging her head. After a moment, she spoke again, but her voice had fallen to a monotone. "Nurse, record the time of death of one Christopher Tyals at 9:42 pm on April 19th of 2016,"}
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Miami, Florida
9:30 PM, 4/19/2016
Circe was not happy.
IV had been played, and he had unknowingly played her. The flashdrive that IV was told contained the formula actually contained the recipe to an apple pie.
Circe sighed and grabbed her leather jacket, deciding to go for a ride on her motorbike. She made her way to the garage, checking her keys as she walked over to her spot.
"Hello, Circe," came the ever-chilling voice of her boss.
"Look, I don't have the formula. IV got jerked around," Circe knew it was best to own up to the very powerful man rather then lie to him.
"I know. And it's not your fault. But, you and I both know you still have a job to do. You must locate that formula before your buddies at Providence do. And you and I both know what they are capable of doing if that formula falls into their hands," the voice coming from the shadows remained cool and collected, almost monotonous. "Now, we almost must discuss Rex Salazar,"
A/N- Fair warning: the horror element to this story will start picking up. There will be more deaths and destructions. And for that, I am sorry. But, this story won't let me tone down the gore and violence. It needs to be written. I also apologize for that nasty cliffhanger. It will be comforted with a horrific chapter next AND an interaction with the Providence gang and Circe!