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The Irish water spaniel groaned as he forced himself to open the eye that was on the side of his face which hadn't gotten pushed into the asphalt. He saw Kate staring down at him, at his wounds. "Oi'm...fine," he muttered and struggled to regain a standing position. The pain immediately wrapped itself into a tight knot in his chest again and Flint hit the ground. He'll just have to stay there. Above him, the mutant could hear his friend's hushed voice: "Don't fall asleep, okay?"
"Aw, but oi wus feelin' a wee knackered, Kate. Jist lemme take a short nap; naw 'arm done in dat, roi?" He chuckled at his own joke -then he wheezed and started coughing. This was worst than he thought. He might not make it. Flint heaved a sigh after his coughing fit was over and halted in his attempts to move and get out of the street; he could see people staring down at him and any one of them could be hunters waiting on him to either croak or for the right moment to come out of the crowd and attack.
He could barley feel the owl mutant's fingers drag across his neck and spine. He could only guess that she was checking for fractures and broken bones. "Me...chest 'tis in me chest," he paused, sucked in a breath and continued, "an' me legs, but mostly thar's dis tight pain in me chest an' it won't stop." Flint's voice raised slightly in pitch as he neared the end of his sentence. He was scared, but he'd never admit that...but he feared that he'd see the grim reaper looming in the darkening faces of the crowd, and the traffic, and the city streets...waiting for him to take his last breath. Flint finally passed out.

Lee, who had morphed back into her human form, peeked around the corner of the building she was hiding behind. She was still afraid to look at the car crash but the teenager forced herself to do so anyway. She had to see if Flint was...if he was still alive.
Lee felt nausea rise from the pit of her stomach as she saw the curly-coated dog sink back to the ground. He slowly began to look as if he could barely comprehend what was going on around him; the sight tore violently at Lee's heart. When he finally stopped moving, Lee let out a choked sob, hands automatically rose up to cup themselves over her mouth -though it was not quiet in the city, it seemed like the sounds she made were the loudest of them all.
'Flint-! Oh my-! No...' Her mind wasn't comprehending this. She was not comprehending this. Lee stood there, halfway in the alley, halfway on the sidewalk; her body trembled, her mind feared the worst. She couldn't move from that spot even though he mind told her to move.
She just stood there. Her hands stayed cupped over her mouth, her face stayed distraught, and her eyes stayed filled with tears.

((It has been a long time since we all replied on this,hasn't it?))

Shiba's wolf/husky mix ears twitched.They just twitched,like something was wrong.The only thing that was wrong was Flint's fate.Would he live or would he just die?A few tears were still rolling off of Shiba's face,making her eyes burn a bit.She stood,the scrapes on her knees immediately deciding to sting like alcohol fell on an open wound.That was how much it burned,but she didn't care,she didn't even notice she had scrapes on her knees.The twenty-year-old just starred,not really caring about anything,the only thing she really cared about was Flint.

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It had been a couple of minutes since the incident on the stairs. Oliver didn't know what the heck that was downstairs, but at least he had gotten safely into his apartment before anything bad could happen to him. The teenager lazily looked over to the triple-locked-plus-a-padlock-door and sighed. 'That was close,' he thought and sank deeper into the battered armchair he was currently seated in.
Now that he thought about it, there were a lot of weird things happening around town lately. He had seen them -these people dressed in trench coats- all around the city at all times of the day. He hadn't paid them any attention at first; it was a bit chilly, he'd admit that, but then the trench-coat people started showing up in larger amounts. It really freaked him out. The first thought that crossed Oliver's mind was that there were some crazy experiments going on in the city and the government was trying to cover it up. But, of course, this was not some move, this was real life.

For a minute, all Kate felt was blinding panic. What should she do, what should she do? "Snap out of it, you idiot," she hissed fiercely to herself. This was her niche, helping people in need of medical attention. Still, it was so different when it was someone you knew...

She forced herself to shove those thoughts aside for now. It wouldn't help her or Flint right now. Quickly, she diagnosed the symptoms. Decreased consciousness, sudden chest pain, apparent fatigue - she pressed her fingers to the pulse-point in his neck, wincing at the fluttering, rapid heart rate - tachycardia, rapid breaths that didn't seem to do much at all...a closer glance revealed that his trachea had shifted over, and her suspicions were confirmed. Tension pneumothorax, caused by blunt trauma to the ribs due to the car crash. The air was getting trapped in the pleural chest cavity, forcing his lung to collapse.

She wished she had a needle and a chest tube, designed specifically for this type of thing. If he was no longer aware of his surroundings, his lung was sure to be more than 20% collapsed. Kate could hear sirens right outside...sure, Flint was a dog right now, but if she begged the paramedics maybe they'd help? If not, she would fight for those supplies and do it herself. She knew the theory behind it, and that would have to be enough.

Kate knew she had to move him. It was nearly impossible to do any actual treatment surrounded and cramped by twisted metal and car wreckage. "Sorry, Flint," she murmured, though she knew he couldn't really hear her. She carefully slid her arms beneath his neck and lower back, trusting in her earlier observations that no, he didn't have any fractures to the cervical, thoracic, or lumbar vertebrate.

She slowly started moving backwards out of the tangle of cars, trying to move as quickly and safely as possible. She was immediately greeted by EMTs and paramedics once she was out and huffed a small sigh of anxious relief. "I'm fine!" she brushed them off. "I went in after him." She nodded at Flint, still cradled carefully in her arms. "I know he's just a dog, but he needs emergency medical care. I suspect tension pneumothorax in the left side; he needs a needle decompression and transfer to somewhere with an actual ER, immediately."

It may have been the surprise of having a grimy, oil and blood-streaked person carrying a dog and barking diagnoses and orders, but no one even bothered to question it. An EMT second-checked her, nodding back at his colleague, who handed him the needle to be used for decompression. A hiss of air, like a tire being popped open, cut clear through the air when it was slid between the ribs. Kate breathed an actual sigh of relief this time; she wasn't sure how they were going to get him to a hospital, exactly, but he was receiving the medical treatment he needed for right now and that would have to be enough. She trusted in the EMTs and paramedics to do all they could.

She was tempted to stay, but she knew she would have to fill in the others on Flint's condition. She knew that Shiba, at least, had been watching. Kate walked over to her, noticing Lee standing frozen as well. "Lee, come over here," she encouraged, trying to make her voice sound confident and reassuring. She glanced at the both of them, steadily meeting their eyes. "Shiba, Lee; Flint has a major chest injury, as well as some other, less serious injuries. I managed to get the EMTs to treat him and I think he'll make a full recovery. He'll have to take it easy for a bit, but he should be up and about in maybe three or so days."

Lee heard the sirens and saw a few squad cars and ambulances pull up to the crash site. The teen shifted her weight nervously from foot to foot; she could feel herself trembling and tried to silently calm herself down. ’It’s OK, it’s OK. Everything will be A. O. K…’
Lee craned her neck to see a few EMTs exited the vehicle and hurry over to where Kate was just now coming back into view as she pushed her way from in-between the cars. She saw what the medical student was carrying in her arms. It was Flint, and he lay limply in Kate’s arms. He looked…dead.
Lee swallowed the lump in her throat and watched as the scene unfolded in front of her, and even though she could not hear what the words the words that were exchanged between the owl mutant and the EMTs were, Lee could clearly see the paramedics take Flint –who was still stuck in his dog form- from Kate, load him into the back of the ambulance and drive off. ’They’re gonna treat him as a dog?’ she quizzly asked herself, eyes never going astray from the government registered vehicle as the doors closed and the ambulance’s siren went off yet again as it speed down the street. ’Or is he going to change back…how is this going to even work?’
Only when Kate started to approach her did Lee tear her gaze away from the vehicle that was now nothing but a tiny red-and-white speck in the distance. The older lady asked Lee to come over, and she did, but the kestrel mutant could sense that the news Kate had to break to her Shiba would be far worse than what she, herself, had believed it to be. The thought of ’Maybe he isn’t going to make it’ flashed through her mind and Lee cringed for a second before straightening herself up and stood nervously in front of Kate.
Kate stated that Flint had a major chest injury and that alone scared Lee; the eldest of the two girls continued with that she managed to get the EMTs to treat him –which was a miracle since Flint was stuck in a dog’s body- and that she believed he’d make a full recovery in a few days. A sigh she hadn’t been aware that she was holding escaped Lee and her muscles relaxed. The teenager simply nodded, too relieved to express herself with words. She was just glad Flint was going to be okay.

Shiba looked at Kate,a slight face of pain and worry showing up as her facial expression.Sne coughed for a bit,feeling her lungs as if they were to be squeezed together.Shiba could only see flashes of black,as if she was going to knock out.She suddenly collapsed,barely breathing.The twenty-year-old was fine,just having her problems again.Her hands twitched as she was knocked out,causing more pain to flow into her body.You could see fur appearing on her skin,a tail popping out from her shorts,ears appearing from under her hair,a wet nose forming on her normal nose,and rough paw pads forming on her palms.Her morphing stopped,waking her up immediately,making her flinch out of pain.She suddenly gasped for air,fingers twitching as she gasped for the oxygen she needed.She sat up,coughing slightly.A small 'puddle' of blood was forming around her knees because of her scrapes,but the scrapes were deep.She coughed again,gasping for air again.

A sudden cough cut through the air and Lee looked over her shoulder to see Shiba suddenly collapse. It didn't look like she was breathing. 'Oh my god.'
"Kate!" Lee hadn't even realized that she was screaming, hadn't even realized that sound of pure distress and shock and fear came from her mouth. The teenager was over at Shiba's side in an instant, sliding the remaining short distance to the woman on her knees. She could fell the sharp pieces of gravel, glass and other derbies cut through her jeans and into her flesh. She didn't care.
When Shiba hands started twitching, that was when Lee scrambled back a little bit, luckily either none of the derbies cut her palms or she just didn't feel it. Lee remembered Flint saying that Shiba's transformations always came at the wrong time -one second she'd be human and the next she'd be a dog- and he also told how much pain she was in when she morphed back into her human body. So...this was what was happening? She was morphing? Lee convinced herself that Shiba wasn't having a seizure; she just couldn't handle two potentially fatal incidents in one night.
Lee watched as the transformation stopped and she let out a startled shriek when Shiba regained conciseness and bolted upright. "We need to get you back to the house," she stated quietly and placed a hand on Shiba's now-furry shoulder in comfort. She eyed the puddle of blood forming at the older mutant's knees due to the deep cuts and scrapes on her flesh. "And get you bandaged up." Lee sort of regretted saying that because they still hadn't found Isaac. He could be anywhere in the city by now, but part of her wanted to look for him at the hidden cabin they resided in. Hopefully he'd be there and, if not, she prayed he'd show up soon.

Fifteen minutes.
He had been delayed by fifteen minutes by over zealous crowds of people, two or three squad cars, and two animal control vehicles. 'What a lovely day,' the tiger thought sarcastically. Isaac angry knocked an old rusted paint can to the side with his forepaws as he walked down the wet and muddy path of the alleyway. He sighed and upped his pace, eager to get to the street where he had heard sirens blaring and what seemed like thousands of car horns honking impatiently at what the tiger could only guess was a traffic jam or a car accident. The thought of one of his friends getting hit by a car quickly changed to mutant's mind from going to the house and waiting for someone to show up. He would have been down there way earlier if he hadn't been held up on Main.
'I shouldn't have taken Main street,' he said bluntly to no one in particular. The mutant had been stopped by psyched onlookers who acted as if they had never seen a white tiger before in their lives. Yes, there was a pair at the local zoo, and yes, Isaac was sure every single one of those psyched onlookers who watched him race down the street had been to the zoo just to see those rare tigers -or maybe they had seen "Rare White Bengal Tigers" as a headline on some Internet article. They didn't act like it though, with their cameras out and iPhones recording the mutant evade taxis and a a few animal control vans that were on his tail.
When the smell of gasoline and burnt rubber got stronger, Isaac realized how close the street really was. He peeked his head out from between the two buildings he was in between, cautiously looked ahead of him, left, then right and made his way across the street. Isaac hadn't been aware of the blaring siren that was all of a sudden a few feet from him. The tiger cringed and turned his head to look behind him and caught the red-and-white blurred figure of a city ambulance. Isaac then turned and headed in the direction where the vehicle had just came from and soon saw the mess of a few crashed cars. Isaac stuck to the shadows, but the mutant caught sight of Kate, Lee and Shiba. The last girl was coughing and sitting on the ground while Lee had a hand on her shoulder. Making sure no one was paying any attention to him from the crowd of humans gathered around the crash sight, Isaac bounded forward to the trio of mutants. 'What happened?' he asked Kate, tilting his head at Shiba, but before he gave the med student time to answer, he glanced around and asked, 'Where's Flint?'

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Kate jerked, hands reaching automatically towards Shiba. Her heart fluttered anxiously in her chest at Lee's distressed cry. Before she could manage to check Shiba's pulse, she had morphed into a dog, randomly and without warning. Blood was oozing across the pavement, but not enough to make Kate call the paramedics right back over.

Still, Shiba was sure to need at least bandages, possibly stitches. Antiseptic would be excellent too, considering the fact that hundreds of shoes stepped on this ground every day, and who knew where they had been? Kate didn't want to think about all the germs. But what was important that Shiba was breathing and not dying, just like Flint hopefully was right now.

"I don't know if my apartment is closer or not, but I have all of the supplies we'd need for this, if you'd prefer to go there," Kate offered.

She spotted a very familiar white tiger out of the corner of her eye and glanced over, flashing a small reassuring smile in Isaac's direction. Kate took a step closer, angling her body to hide most of him from view from the people who had gathered around the scene of the car crash. Luckily, they were starting to leave already.

"There was a car crash, and Flint somehow got stuck right in the middle of it," Kate answered in response to Isaac's question. "He suffered a severe chest injury, as well as some other minor ones, but I managed to get the EMTs to treat him and he should be fine in a couple of days."

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