The Tainted: A Story of Those Under Evil's Curse

CHAPTER 6: Dr. Whooves and Octavia: Dead and Deader.

I don't know what I'm seeing when I look forward after opening the door, what should I do?

"Hello Dr. Whooves" I can only stare at this new guest.

Can only absentmindedly unlock and open the door.

Can only stare as this blue pony with the wicked grin walks in.

"Who are..." I can't force words out "can I..." I end up just sitting here.

A commotion was happening and then I heard some talking; perhaps yelling?

Shortly after he walked by and I saw that his coat was red but I didn't pay it much mind.

I felt off while everything returned to me; as if my mind had started working all of a sudden "what just-" Knock! Knock!

I was careful this time when I went to the door; something had happened last time, even though I'm not sure what it was.

I cracked the door at first but swung it open at what I saw.

First I nearly screamed but after the fear had worn off I rushed my new guests in; Vinyl Scratch was hysteric and Octavia was well... she's seen better days.

We had the later on the couch shortly; I was speechless and Vinyl Scratch was rambling "she came for me... why? I thought that she didn't... but she... and the guns... then she was shot... still she came... why would she..." it went on and each word was hard to listen to the pain obvious in her voice.

The problem right now is that Octavia isn't technically alive in the first place and I'm not sure how that's changed her anatomy or basic bodily functions; she's not breathing right now but I'm not sure if she needs to breath in the first place.

She is bleeding and I know that is really bad, I quickly went to work cleaning the wounds and she would let out slight cries of pain; she has at least 13 bullets in her chest.

I wish I was a unicorn so I could use my magic to slowly take them out; wait Crimson Verse, of course!

I ran to the room that she had taken to after bringing Bon Bon to me; shortly after I screamed.

She has a black eye and a few wounds that are bleeding badly and worst of all she was whimpering as if it were still happening.

I heard Vinyl Scratch behind me scream at the same sight shortly after.

And then a third scream joined us; Bon Bon was right next to me looking surprisingly better.

She was quick to calm down and then started to take care of Crimson Verse, I let out a soft sigh in relief before I turned to Vinyl Scratch who had thankfully also calmed down "okay, she's going to be fine. Let's go take care of Octavia" we went to the couch and I softly bandaged up the few areas that I could while talking "she's got 13 bullets in her chest and I need to get them out... now I can do it but it could take a few hours... is there anyway you can remove them with your magic and without hurting her anymore?"

She shut her eyes and nodded once before her horn started to glow as she went about what I had asked of her.

The metal came from Octavia's body and then fell to the ground when Vinyl Scratch let her magic disperse after the clang filled the room Vinyl Scratch spoke with tears choking her voice "are you gonna be able to save her?" -I tried to say something but I couldn't bring the words out- "will you promise that she'll be okay?"

I wanted to tell her the truth- "I promise" -but I couldn't bring myself to say it.

After that lie I went to Octavia and began to clean out the wounds and with how many bullets had torn into her chest a large chunk of it was ripped off.

I know from experience that the amount of blood loss this would suggest her chances of living being extremely unlikely that she could live through it; it would take more than luck for her to pull through.

What was next made my heart heavy thinking about how Vinyl Scratch is never going to forgive me for braking her promise; I have to prevent anymore possible blood loss so I'm going to have to stitch up the cuts and cauterize what remains.

I can feel my hooves shaking and try to take calming breaths but they don't help any and I know that I shouldn't do what I'm about to do.

I go to the fridge and pull out the six pack of bear bringing them over to Vinyl Scratch "feel free to indulge, their's more in the fridge" I grabbed one and downed it before she had even grabbed one.

I go back to her and my hooves aren't shaking but my vision is a tad bit blurry.

All I can do now for Octavia is go through the motions and pray that by some miracle that she'll live.