The Bodark
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Paranormal/Supernatural › Het - Male/Female
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Paranormal/Supernatural › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
8,488
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Story and characters straight from the dredges of my mind..muwaahhaahaa!
Chapter Four
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
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Chapter 4
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I was running...and running fast. It was the middle of the night with only the moonlight above, and yet somehow I could still see clearly. Trees, shrubs and ground were passing by in a blur and never in my life have I felt such exhilaration.
There! A rustling sound to my left caught my attention and I swiftly changed course. A scent was permeating my senses..something strong, but it smelled so good. Soon my new keen eyesight caught a flash of brown amidst the shrubs, and I zeroed in on it.
A doe. Delicate, graceful and beautiful in all it's majesty . I took a moment to admire her as I stood still as possible, not letting a breath escape. One thought began to override all others.....Prey....food... As stealthily as possible, I circled around to the front of the doe, stalking her.
She raised her head up into the air and stood ramrod strait, a signal that she sensed my approach. Waiting...waiting...waiting... In a burst of speed that almost left me dizzy, I ran straight at her just as she took off in the opposite direction. Within seconds I overtook her, hooking my razor like claws into her flank. Down she went to the ground, and I pounced!
Huge panicked eyes stared up at me as I heard the frantic pulse of her heartbeat. Quickly with a snarl I tore into her neck, right into the arterial vein, my mouth filling with fresh warm blood. Raising my head in triumph, I let loose a chilling howl into the night....
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“Arrgghh!” I woke with a start. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I swear I could still taste the blood in my mouth from the dream. I touched my fingers to my mouth in thought....It just seemed so real...
Gathering myself, I immediately noticed that I was lying on a bed in a hospital room with an IV stuck in my arm. In a rush the memory of what had happened in the ER came back to me, and I groaned aloud.
I looked over to the side of my bed and reached to press the nurse call button. “Sssss..” I hissed in pain, my shoulder feeling as if it were on fire. Within moments my room door opened, and a tall statuesque female nurse walked in. With a cheerful smile on her face she said, “Glad to see your awake doctor, I'm Patricia your nurse.”
Coming over to my bed she put a few things that she had been carrying down and adjusted the head of the electric bed so that I was almost sitting up. Placing a blood pressure cuff around my arm she began to take my vitals. My voice sounded a bit scratchy when I asked, “ I've been admitted?”
Nodding her head she answered, “Yeah they set you up in here late last night after treating you downstairs. Dr. Cross wanted to keep you here for observation because of that bump on the back of your head.”
I gingerly reached up to feel the back of my head, and winced when my fingers found the knot that had popped up there. It wasn't aching, but it was definitely sore when touched. 'Just a slight concussion...'
After she finished taking my pressure, she added, “Your very lucky you know. You didn't require any stitches in you head, just a few in your shoulder.”
She gestured toward my left shoulder and asked, “May I?” With a nod I leaned forward a bit so she could untie the top of my hospital gown. Pulling it down enough to get to the bandage, she began to slowly peel it off. I watched her intently, curious about the wound that was causing me so much grief.
With one glance of the uncovered wound I exclaimed, “He bit me!” I don't know what I had expected to see but I was surprised that one human bite could cause so much pain. It felt what I would imagine a burn or a stab wound might feel like.
What I saw was a was a classic set of teeth marks with a bit of flesh missing around the edges. It had been sutured in a couple areas but overall looked pretty clean. “Bastard took a chunk out of me, didn't he?” I murmured as I continued to study the bite.
“I'd say..he got you pretty good.” Patricia said as she squirted a syringe of antiseptic solution around the site. “Was he hyped up on drugs or just crazy?” She asked curiously as she began to open a gauze packet to prepare a new bandage.
Watching her work, I could only answer truthfully. “I'm not sure what happened. We thought he was seizing, but then he just...jumped on me. I think...” My brows knit in confusion as I tried to remember the sequence of events from the night before. It had happened so fast the details were still a bit fuzzy.
One thing was becoming abundantly clear though..I would need to empty my bladder soon. “Umm..I am going to need to use the bathroom.”
I hated to being on this side of the hospital bed, it was completely humiliating. Being a card carrying control freak as well, this was not an ideal situation for me. Probably sensing my discomfort, Patricia gave me a sympathetic smile. “Would you like me to help you?”she asked as she finished taping the bandage on and tying my gown back in place.
“I think I probably will be okay if I go slow.” I said as she lowered the rails to the bed for me. Throwing my legs to the side I felt my bare feet touch the cold tile of the floor.
I remembered the IV in my arm and decided to take a look at what they were pumping in me. The first bag was simply saline used to prevent dehydration, and the second smaller bag was Ampicillin a common antibiotic drug.
Noticing that the ampicillian bag was empty, I suggested..well informed my nurse, “I'm going to take this IV out now, it's uncomfortable.” As a doctor I knew when a simple IV could come out, and this damn thing was pulling my skin.
Biting her lip Patricia went to my charts and looked at the doctors orders. “We should probably wait for Dr. Cross to..” She cut herself off when she looked up and noticed the look on my face. It's true that doctors make the worst patients, and I suppose I was proving to be no exception.
“Ahem...would you like me to take that out for you Doctor?” she quickly offered. Feeling a little bad for giving her my “look of death”, I gave her a small apologetic smile and said, “I would appreciate that, thank you.”
After having the IV removed, I slowly began to make my way toward the bathroom. Feeling air hit my body, I realized that my gown was opened in the back. Thankfully Patricia seeing my dilemma pulled the two pieces together for me. “Thank you.” I said when we reached the bathroom door.
As I shuffled inside the door she said, “I'll be right outside if you need anything.” Giving her a wane smile through the crack of the door I simply nodded before shutting it closed.
Feeling much relieved after doing my business, I went to the sink and washed my hands. Throwing a bit of cold water on my face I lifted my head up and stared into the mirror.
Staring back at me was the same old, if a slightly paler and disheveled version of myself. Long reddish brown hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, heart shaped face accented by high cheekbones and pale blue eyes. With displeasure I noted the dark circles beneath my eyes. 'Just lovely...' Staring at my reflection, I began to daze as I thought about how odd the past few hours have been right up to that strange dream.
Startling me, I heard a commanding female voice come through the bathroom door. “Where is she!?” Smiling a little to myself I knew that Amy was here to save the day. Taking a deep breath I prepared to open the door and face the outside world.
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A/N : I realize how short these chapters seem..After this one I will be trying to double up what I have so they will be longer. Thank you for reading, and thanks to my reviewers. I appreciate the support :)
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Chapter 4
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I was running...and running fast. It was the middle of the night with only the moonlight above, and yet somehow I could still see clearly. Trees, shrubs and ground were passing by in a blur and never in my life have I felt such exhilaration.
There! A rustling sound to my left caught my attention and I swiftly changed course. A scent was permeating my senses..something strong, but it smelled so good. Soon my new keen eyesight caught a flash of brown amidst the shrubs, and I zeroed in on it.
A doe. Delicate, graceful and beautiful in all it's majesty . I took a moment to admire her as I stood still as possible, not letting a breath escape. One thought began to override all others.....Prey....food... As stealthily as possible, I circled around to the front of the doe, stalking her.
She raised her head up into the air and stood ramrod strait, a signal that she sensed my approach. Waiting...waiting...waiting... In a burst of speed that almost left me dizzy, I ran straight at her just as she took off in the opposite direction. Within seconds I overtook her, hooking my razor like claws into her flank. Down she went to the ground, and I pounced!
Huge panicked eyes stared up at me as I heard the frantic pulse of her heartbeat. Quickly with a snarl I tore into her neck, right into the arterial vein, my mouth filling with fresh warm blood. Raising my head in triumph, I let loose a chilling howl into the night....
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“Arrgghh!” I woke with a start. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I swear I could still taste the blood in my mouth from the dream. I touched my fingers to my mouth in thought....It just seemed so real...
Gathering myself, I immediately noticed that I was lying on a bed in a hospital room with an IV stuck in my arm. In a rush the memory of what had happened in the ER came back to me, and I groaned aloud.
I looked over to the side of my bed and reached to press the nurse call button. “Sssss..” I hissed in pain, my shoulder feeling as if it were on fire. Within moments my room door opened, and a tall statuesque female nurse walked in. With a cheerful smile on her face she said, “Glad to see your awake doctor, I'm Patricia your nurse.”
Coming over to my bed she put a few things that she had been carrying down and adjusted the head of the electric bed so that I was almost sitting up. Placing a blood pressure cuff around my arm she began to take my vitals. My voice sounded a bit scratchy when I asked, “ I've been admitted?”
Nodding her head she answered, “Yeah they set you up in here late last night after treating you downstairs. Dr. Cross wanted to keep you here for observation because of that bump on the back of your head.”
I gingerly reached up to feel the back of my head, and winced when my fingers found the knot that had popped up there. It wasn't aching, but it was definitely sore when touched. 'Just a slight concussion...'
After she finished taking my pressure, she added, “Your very lucky you know. You didn't require any stitches in you head, just a few in your shoulder.”
She gestured toward my left shoulder and asked, “May I?” With a nod I leaned forward a bit so she could untie the top of my hospital gown. Pulling it down enough to get to the bandage, she began to slowly peel it off. I watched her intently, curious about the wound that was causing me so much grief.
With one glance of the uncovered wound I exclaimed, “He bit me!” I don't know what I had expected to see but I was surprised that one human bite could cause so much pain. It felt what I would imagine a burn or a stab wound might feel like.
What I saw was a was a classic set of teeth marks with a bit of flesh missing around the edges. It had been sutured in a couple areas but overall looked pretty clean. “Bastard took a chunk out of me, didn't he?” I murmured as I continued to study the bite.
“I'd say..he got you pretty good.” Patricia said as she squirted a syringe of antiseptic solution around the site. “Was he hyped up on drugs or just crazy?” She asked curiously as she began to open a gauze packet to prepare a new bandage.
Watching her work, I could only answer truthfully. “I'm not sure what happened. We thought he was seizing, but then he just...jumped on me. I think...” My brows knit in confusion as I tried to remember the sequence of events from the night before. It had happened so fast the details were still a bit fuzzy.
One thing was becoming abundantly clear though..I would need to empty my bladder soon. “Umm..I am going to need to use the bathroom.”
I hated to being on this side of the hospital bed, it was completely humiliating. Being a card carrying control freak as well, this was not an ideal situation for me. Probably sensing my discomfort, Patricia gave me a sympathetic smile. “Would you like me to help you?”she asked as she finished taping the bandage on and tying my gown back in place.
“I think I probably will be okay if I go slow.” I said as she lowered the rails to the bed for me. Throwing my legs to the side I felt my bare feet touch the cold tile of the floor.
I remembered the IV in my arm and decided to take a look at what they were pumping in me. The first bag was simply saline used to prevent dehydration, and the second smaller bag was Ampicillin a common antibiotic drug.
Noticing that the ampicillian bag was empty, I suggested..well informed my nurse, “I'm going to take this IV out now, it's uncomfortable.” As a doctor I knew when a simple IV could come out, and this damn thing was pulling my skin.
Biting her lip Patricia went to my charts and looked at the doctors orders. “We should probably wait for Dr. Cross to..” She cut herself off when she looked up and noticed the look on my face. It's true that doctors make the worst patients, and I suppose I was proving to be no exception.
“Ahem...would you like me to take that out for you Doctor?” she quickly offered. Feeling a little bad for giving her my “look of death”, I gave her a small apologetic smile and said, “I would appreciate that, thank you.”
After having the IV removed, I slowly began to make my way toward the bathroom. Feeling air hit my body, I realized that my gown was opened in the back. Thankfully Patricia seeing my dilemma pulled the two pieces together for me. “Thank you.” I said when we reached the bathroom door.
As I shuffled inside the door she said, “I'll be right outside if you need anything.” Giving her a wane smile through the crack of the door I simply nodded before shutting it closed.
Feeling much relieved after doing my business, I went to the sink and washed my hands. Throwing a bit of cold water on my face I lifted my head up and stared into the mirror.
Staring back at me was the same old, if a slightly paler and disheveled version of myself. Long reddish brown hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, heart shaped face accented by high cheekbones and pale blue eyes. With displeasure I noted the dark circles beneath my eyes. 'Just lovely...' Staring at my reflection, I began to daze as I thought about how odd the past few hours have been right up to that strange dream.
Startling me, I heard a commanding female voice come through the bathroom door. “Where is she!?” Smiling a little to myself I knew that Amy was here to save the day. Taking a deep breath I prepared to open the door and face the outside world.
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A/N : I realize how short these chapters seem..After this one I will be trying to double up what I have so they will be longer. Thank you for reading, and thanks to my reviewers. I appreciate the support :)