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Note: This takes place after Trauma Team, spoilers are abundant, and if you are picky on spoilers, proceed not to read anymore. ----- Ch. 2: what happened before, what happens now ----- It was dark, and quiet.  All she could remember hearing was the short breath of her Mother as she carried her in her arms.  Violet eyes looked up, as similar violet eyes looked down, giving a serene smile.  The small girl's lips quivered a little, she was scared... scared of who they were running from.  The woman who held her tenderly placed a finger to her lips, making a small 'shh' noise.  It was the woman's way of saying, 'it'll be okay, we'll be okay.'

Note: This takes place after Trauma Team, spoilers are abundant, and if you are picky on spoilers, proceed not to read anymore. ----- Ch. 1: Beneath the Skin ----- "Looks like he's stabilized, he'll be okay." "Get a room prepared, quickly!" "His red blood cell count is low, I need a blood transfusion." "Out of the way, Big Guy." The giant, broad shoulders of Dr. Hank Freebird turned a little, and a small smile touched his face, "Maria, glad to see you're back." "Eh... The guys are causing trouble with me again."  Maria rolled her shoulders as she passed Hank.  "What's going on over here?" "The Kid's back." A third voice joined in, w

CR-S01 looked around. Windows were shattered, buildings were burning, and there were deformed people everywhere. "KID! LOOK OUT!" a familiar female voice shouted. CR looked behind him, Maria was attacking one of the deformed people with a baseball bat. "Maria!" CR shouted, "What did you do that for? You just killed someone!" Maria swung the bat a little bit, "You moron, these people are already dead." He gave her a confused look, "Dead? Then why are they still walking." She looked him straight in the eye, "They're zombies. You know, the living dead?" CR shook his head, "No, no. That's impossible..." Maria grabbed his shoulders and shoo

The young girl rests eternally in a field of blue flowers, a carpet of blue death, carried by golden wings. The curse in her blood preserving her all these years, as if she were, in fact, alive. Her hands covering the wound dealt by the man she trusted most, the end of her life but the beginning of it all. "Beginning..." This girl, with a flower-like name, held in her blood an enigma. She possessed both a deadly poison and a cure-all in her veins. To the man who took her in, she was at first a godsend, that her blood held the secret to the most revolutionary medical discovery; The end of all diseases on earth. "My son...forgive m