Crumpled
Knees crumpled beneath her as blood poured from the wound in her chest, her eyes looked up and she saw him standing there, his face filled with confusion and pain. “Don’t just…get medic.”
Never had anything hurt so much in her life, her lungs burned as they tried to fill themselves with oxygen, each breath becoming shallower and shallower as she drew them in. Her hand covered the wound but there was no strength in her body to apply pressure. So maybe this was it, this was how it felt to die, to have everything you’ve lived for slip through your fingers like the blood that poured from a wound you couldn’t stop.
Dropping forward she gasped a little, less and less oxygen flowing through her veins as her lungs filled with blood. Her life source, that which should flow through her veins and keep her alive was flowing into places it shouldn’t and it was killing her.
A hand grasped her shoulder and rolled her onto her back, her clouded eyes saw the blurred outline of the person before her, and she saw their lips move but heard no sound. Her breath was almost non existent now.
She raised a hand to clutch at the person who was trying to work on her, panic setting in as she could feel her last moments ebbing in. Her lips parted and she tried to speak but no words would come out. They tried to shush her, to tell her to save her strength but when you are sure you’re going to die to try and hold on and fight.
Blood slowly ran from the edge on her mouth and the look in her eyes was a mix of panic and fear. This was how it would end, on the floor and killed by one of her own, a scared new comer who hadn’t listened to their orders and had opened fire on her when they were to wait until she got to safety. Nerves had gotten the better of them though and this was the result of it.
Days later they stood at her side, all of them dressed in black. She didn’t hear the words that were said or see the tears as they fell down their cheeks, she didn’t notice the sobs or the pale faces. She didn’t see any of it. She wasn’t there.
Hours passed and where they had been standing what now a mound of soil with flowers laid over it. One of the cards read.
Rose Tyler, Earth Defender. She saved the world, she saved our lives. Rest in Peace.
Never had anything hurt so much in her life, her lungs burned as they tried to fill themselves with oxygen, each breath becoming shallower and shallower as she drew them in. Her hand covered the wound but there was no strength in her body to apply pressure. So maybe this was it, this was how it felt to die, to have everything you’ve lived for slip through your fingers like the blood that poured from a wound you couldn’t stop.
Dropping forward she gasped a little, less and less oxygen flowing through her veins as her lungs filled with blood. Her life source, that which should flow through her veins and keep her alive was flowing into places it shouldn’t and it was killing her.
A hand grasped her shoulder and rolled her onto her back, her clouded eyes saw the blurred outline of the person before her, and she saw their lips move but heard no sound. Her breath was almost non existent now.
She raised a hand to clutch at the person who was trying to work on her, panic setting in as she could feel her last moments ebbing in. Her lips parted and she tried to speak but no words would come out. They tried to shush her, to tell her to save her strength but when you are sure you’re going to die to try and hold on and fight.
Blood slowly ran from the edge on her mouth and the look in her eyes was a mix of panic and fear. This was how it would end, on the floor and killed by one of her own, a scared new comer who hadn’t listened to their orders and had opened fire on her when they were to wait until she got to safety. Nerves had gotten the better of them though and this was the result of it.
Days later they stood at her side, all of them dressed in black. She didn’t hear the words that were said or see the tears as they fell down their cheeks, she didn’t notice the sobs or the pale faces. She didn’t see any of it. She wasn’t there.
Hours passed and where they had been standing what now a mound of soil with flowers laid over it. One of the cards read.
Rose Tyler, Earth Defender. She saved the world, she saved our lives. Rest in Peace.