Under the Knife

[sephiroth_king]

For a long time now, I've been interested in surgery. The Tramua center games were very good simulations, and I got the name from the first and Second one's. Through hard thoughts and many trials in school, I've now created my latest story: Under the Knife.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Everything is devised from my school, as I've been developing characters and a plot...This post will primarily be theTABLE OF CONTENTS, and a news section srictly devoted to when the new chapters will come out. Also, there will be a Medical Terms section, and I hope it will help with any of the medical related terms that you need help on.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NEWS SECTION

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3/15: Time for a new story. I'm excited, how 'bout you? I really hope you enjoy, as this is my first time writing off fantasy...But it's future oriented...You know, you decide. Fiction, yes...Fantasy? Yes? No? Well, anyway, let's start off with a prologue, and maybe a couple of chapters. Just check out the TABLE OF CONTENTS (I'll refer to this as TOC, OK?).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

TABLE OF CONTENTS

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

PART 1: Enter the Tramua

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Prologue

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 1: Faith

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2: Truth

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 3: Don't be Afraid

[sephiroth_king]

PART ONE: Enter the Tramua

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Prologue

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The roaring sirens pierced the night, cars pulling out of the way...The medical truck finally came to a halt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The man was being treated by those around him, other people in light blue coats, trying to stop the flow of blood from his chest. After the attempt of murder, the man survived. He opened his eyes, adjusting to the strange light above him, and his heart was beating at an abnormal pace. His body jerked; the doors of the truck flew open, and the stretcher was pulled out of the truck. Nurses and doctors around him, all each with a fearful look on their faces, some nurses even crying at the sight of the man. Hiss heart began to beat harder, harder, faster, faster...The doctors knew there wasn't much time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"What happened?" One of the doctors came to the side of the stretcher. His face was full of anger at the look of the bleeding body. His hair was long, his brown hair sleek and curly at the bottom. The stretcher moved, faster and faster, until the doors of the hospital slid open.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"He was shot seven times; he shouldn't be alive." The older looking man said. "Three times in his abdominal area, twice on his right arm...And the other two lunged near the heart. Luckly, they got stuck within the rib cage, but the pain in him is still great."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"How did this happen?" The brown haired doctor said.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I don't know, Harry!" The older doctor said. "But we have to rush him into the ER, fast!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Vitals dropping, and fast! Heart rate going faster!" A young nurse with blonde hair and green eyes said. Tears were rolling down her eyes, as she pushed the stretcher quickly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Come on!" The older man came into range of the sliding doors, and the stretcher finally came to a halt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"We have to operate immedatley! Jessica, take the anestetics and inject him with it, now!" The blonde girl, now recognized as Jessica, quickly injected the serum into the man's sanitized wrist. Tears were still rolling down her rosy cheeks.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Don't worry, you'll be okay..." She quickly assured the man. "Don't worry...We'll save you! We have to!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Don't worry, pal," the man looked at Harry, whom had a scalpel in hand, "those bullets won't be in you for long." Aster began to drift, the room becoming a blur. Nothing but darkness. Nothing but the past.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nothing but memories...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 1: Faith

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Doctor Vince! Stop spacing!" Aster jerked his head up. "Naturally, always sleeping when it benifits you." He yawned, and he rubbed his eyes, the light now adjusting to his sensitive cornea, and saw a Nurse---Nurse Thompsan, one of the best in the hospital, stood in front of him. Exasperated, she threw a file onto his desk.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"What's this?" Aster took the file from the desk. As He opened it, Nurse Thompsan sighed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Last night, Doctor, there was a shooting. Seven bullets, into the abdomen, arms, and two in the heart. The man luckily survived, and he is resting now." Aster looked at the gruesome file; the bloody ground were the man was shot had probably stained it, and the neighborhood awakened. This was on the news this morning... Aster thought to himself, as he closed the file.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"This is old news. So what? Does he need further treatment?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"He needs to be checked for anymore bullet fragements, any poison that could have been injected in the bullets needs to be pumped out. And our director wants this to be your first surgical patient."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Me?" Aster stood up. "But I just got out of my internship! I didn't even know at first that people could inject poison into bullets! How would we locate it?" Nurse Thompsan, quick on her feet, slapped him, and Aster fell onto his chair.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"It won't be hard. It's not two-thousand and seven anymore, it's two thousand and eighteen; and you know as well as I do that technology can treat these things. Just come to the briefing later, and then we'll do the surgery." She quickly walked out of the office, and Aster, still in pain from the torriential power of the slap, rubbed his face. "Oh, and Doctor?" Aster turned his head, shielding his face for anymore abuse. "Why do doctors exist? Just remember the answer." She walked out, the autmoatic doors sliding open, and closing very quickly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Cool. That's only a fragment, lemme write more later. There is bound to be spelling errors and stuff, so if you found them, tell me :P I have a bit of a headache. Also, tell me what you think . I'll write more tommorow, since I have no school, anyway. Hope you enjoyed! Have a good one!

[Xewleer]

not bad, I played trauma center too at one of my teacher's house.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2018 eh? Doctors are here in case technology goes wrong?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the way... I need an entry for the create a nation contest... no one seems interested... Could you please?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm gonna be a doctor! - Tony Tony Chopper Half reindeer half human all pirate... if a wimpy one

[sephiroth_king]

not bad, I played trauma center too at one of my teacher's house.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2018 eh? Doctors are here in case technology goes wrong?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the way... I need an entry for the create a nation contest... no one seems interested... Could you please?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm gonna be a doctor! - Tony Tony Chopper Half reindeer half human all pirate... if a wimpy one

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I definatey want to be a surgeon, just not a Chopper. Welllllllll....Lemme think of a world, but my imagination is running dead...All I can think about is Under the Knife. Just give my brain some time, I'll get to it if I can :D

[Xewleer]

Nah, its okay.... tomorrow is the end so... I'll probably just write something.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway... Another of Chopper's sayings from one piece Grand Battle: I'd rather cure you than hurt you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love One Piece (Its a feeling, just like Warcraft lol)