Will ?" I breath out in a weak and choked voice, as William Osler, aka the stupid boy in my class stands in front of me in the territory of the Italians with a worried look on his face and a gun in his hands.

His tall figure rushes over to me, and I watch his lips move as he says things to me, but the ringing sound in my ear blurs every other sound away. I can only stare at his worried face, one that I had tend to forget over these past few days.

As his hand enters in contact with my skin, I am abruptly thrown back into reality, as everything hits me like a truck. This is really happening. Will's eyes search for mine as we both stare at each other in the eyes for seconds. His look only holds pure worry and pity for me, which immediately answers my question whether he is on my side or not. My gut feeling tells me he is and so does the look on his face.

"I am so glad to see you alive Mags." He breaths out, and looks at my body up and down to analyse every little wound that paints my skin with red, purple and blue. With caution he grazes the bruises with the tip of his finger.

I part my lips to say something, but no words come out, as an overwhelming relief of finally having the chance to get out of here is given to me. His eyes widen when he sees the huge slash on my bare abdomen that I didn't even notice, and with a swift motion he rips a piece from his t-shirt off. With his eyes he asks me if he could press it against my wound and I accept and close my eyes for the few seconds where the material of his shirt presses against my cut to stop the bleeding.

"Fucking hell..." he mumbles, as he puts pressure on the wound to stop the blood from gushing out. "I am gonna kill them I swear." I tend to give him a small smile to thank him, but it is sadly transformed into a grimace of pain after a few seconds. "Keep pressure on it. Don't want you to bleed out under my watch sweetheart." He jokes and if I could, I would hit him straight in his shoulder for that stupid comment. And just for a second I feel like I am normal. Just a second.

Will turns his head towards the exit door, which is my cue to start analysing the situation we are currently in.

When he turns his head towards me, a cold expression lingers on his face and I can only understand that this far from being over.

"We need to go. The Italians should arrive every second now. Can you walk ?" He says to me with a soft voice, as to try and smooth me as much as he can. I nod, and with that he spins around and jogs towards the door to check if the way is clear or not. With a small hand gesture he tells me to advance towards him and I do so and ignore the pain that rips through my body each time my feet hit the concrete floor. So many questions stumble back and forth in my head; how did he know ? Is he with my brothers ? Are they here ? Is Jace here ?

"Once you get out the door, turn right in the corridor. Run. The second grey door on your left is the one you should open. I will be right behind you okay ?" He explains the instructions of what is going to happen, but I don't seem to wrap my head around everything, as each of his words blurred together. "Mags ?" He asks worriedly with my lack of response.

I nod my head and he stares at me for little longer, before he steps away from me and suddenly starts to take off what looks like a bulletproof jacket. My eyes widen when I comprehend his movement, which is to late as he already slips the jacket over my head and adjust it around my body.

"There you go princess. Go now."

I want to reply, but multiple footsteps hitting the floor rings through the halls in the distance.

"Fuck." Will mumbles and I take that as my cue to move and start running towards the hall, to the right, even if I feel like I might pass out from the pain. At first black spots blur with vision, but my survival instinct takes over and everything around me somehow sharpens in details. I can hear Will's footsteps behind me, but they stop when shots are fired from a far. My heart stops, but I manage to hid behind the framing of a door build in the wall. In a diagonal , the wall across from me, Will is in the same position as me with his gun on his chest.

"You need to reach the door right after this one Mags. I am covering for you. Please do it !" He begs me in a hurry, as we both see time slip through our fingers, especially now that the shots slowly start to die down.

I plead him with my eyes to come with me, but he gives me a reassuring smile which gives me just enough courage to push my body off from the wall and to sprint towards the door he indicated.

With my whole weight I burst through the metal door that flies open and makes me fall to the ground. I hear the door close behind me as I find myself on my knees, starting at the floor and breathing heavily as I try to catch my breath.

Except I am not the only breathing hard. My head shoots up, when a man in a white laboratory blouse stands in front of me, papers filling his left hand, as shock is written all over his face. What the-

I don't even have the time to finish this sentence in my mind, as he grabs a gun out of his blouse to point it straight at my head.

Without thinking, I grab the knife that has been hiding in my boot since the beginning. The movement is so smooth he doesn't even realise what is happening to him, until the knife pierces through his head.

His body drops dead to the floor spreading out all the papers that laid in his hands just seconds ago...

I choke out a breath when realisation hits me in the face and I stare at the papers that are slowly starting to get pained in red. Blood. A pool of blood form under him and all I can do is stare with wide eyes. A feeling of nausea fils me up, but the urgency of the situation makes me come back to reality.

Get up.

I tell myself these words as I push my body off the ground to stand on my feet. As I do so, my eyes fall on a piece of paper that started to be stained in a bloody red. I suck a breath in, when I manage to read the title of the file ;

What the fuck ?

With a shaky hand I grab the piece of paper and start scanning the words with my eyes in a rapid motion.

« Deadly weapon. [...] K177 a virus designed to KILL each person that comes in contact with it. [...] Magnolia Rose Knight created Antibodies to provide it from killing. [...] need to Kill her once remedy is created with her DNA. [...] use cure for us. [...] release virus from the vault. »

I fall to my knees, as small bits of information reach my brain slowly just like poison. I cover my mouth with a hand to prevent myself from letting out a cry that reflects the wreaking desperation of myself.

It's like the world's weight just fell on my shoulders.

I, Magnolia Rose Knight, am responsible to provide a cure to save the world against a virus that as been created ? Is this all just a joke.

A hand suddenly grips my shoulder in a firm grip and by instinct I lift the knife up only for it to come centimetres away from Will's arm. He is okay.

With teary eyes, I look up to him and see a pained expression resting on his face as his eyes move back and forward to the body of this laboratory person and myself. He grabs my arm carefully to lift me up from the ground and he slowly start to push me forwards in the corridor, that I, in the meantime, had completely forgotten.

"Th-the d-door..." I whisper to him and turn my head towards the door I originally bursted through, the thought of someone coming to kill us haunting my mind with dark thoughts.

"It's okay sweetheart, I locked it. We are clear for now, but the Italians won't let us go so easily. We need to move forwards, there will be help for us." Will breaths out, tiredness evident in his voice, as he continues to push me forward in this endless white corridor.

The silence is buzzing in my ears and I have this constant crushing fear that something bad is about to happen.

"Why are you here Will." I ask with a trembling voice, as I am getting overwhelmed with this situation, but I want to talk about something else to prevent thinking about the few words I just read on a bloody paper.

A single paper that just turned the tables around, knowing that I am now aware of what is in the vault, and I am the cause of all this turmoil.

"Jace mother fucking Reed" I hear the grin in Will's words behind me, as he drops his hand from my lower back, making me advance in the corridor alone. " it was him all along sweetheart. Since day one, he made me watch over you so we could make sure you are safe."

Automatically, my lips tug upwards as I think of Jace and his doings. He always had my back since the day he left, except for the Cambell's for that matter.

"As if I am safe now..." I unconsciously mumble out with rage. Not against him, but against the world. Why does everything seem to happen in the worst conditions possible? Can someone explain that to me ?

Our rushed footsteps echo through the empty corridor, but as seconds pass, I hear the pace of Will slowing down and his breathing getting heavier. The fight he pulled up behind the door must of been more exhausting for him than I thought.

I send him a glance, observing his features that seem abnormally tense. I intend on grabbing his hand to give each other some support, except my hand grazes the material of his t-shift on his lower stomach. Immediately, I remove my hand, when he jolts to the side and I inspect my hand to affirm yet an other nightmare.

Blood.

"Will ?" I whisper out with a terrorised expression, my eyes fixed on the amount of blood that suddenly seem to be so abundant on his lower stomach. "You're hurt..."

"It's nothing sweetheart. Just a bullet that grazed my skin, you don't need to worry. We are... nearly there." The last couple of words roll of his tongue with difficulty, the air lacking in his lungs.

"But the bullet went through Will !" I exclaim with pure horror, as my friend slowly starts to bleed out of the white floor of this corridor. How could I have not seen it before... "You are bleeding out...we-we need to find help immediately." I stutter as I watch my friend hurting in one of the places possible.

"I am okay for now. Look the door we need to go through is just there." He doesn't stop walking even for a second, and points at a door, but that just makes me more terrified of what is going to happen if we don't find help for him soon. For both of us for that matter.

"When will there be help Will ? I-I don't know how much longer you can hold on..." I choke out with difficultly, as I keep my eyes on his wound that only seems to grow by the second.

Shouts erupt on the other end of the corridor, and Will both and I just register the fact that the Italians managed to get through the door. Which only leaves us a few second to actually get the hell out of here before they shoot us down with a machine gun. I look at Will who now looks as pale as a white sheet of paper.

We are fucked.

I grab Will arm and carefully place it around my shoulder so he could find support on me, even if I am not in a better state as him at all. The only difference is that he is currently bleed out as I am probably bleeding on the inside.

We reach the door and with my free hand I push down the handle of the door, only for it to not bulge at all. It's locked

"No... no, no, no !" I shout louder, when I realise that we are trapped in this bright white hallway and that any minute now the Italians will appear in the other end of this corridor and open fire.

With desperation I throw my body against the door to try and open it, but it is in no use.

We are trapped here and time is ticking as Will bleeds out and the Italians only come closer to us, probably armed from head to toe.

Did I manage to give you guys some anxiety and a fast heartbeat throughout this chapter ?

Caus' I am not gonna lie I am trying very hard here.

Will is currently on the edge of death, they are both trapped in the hallway, Magnolia has very possibly multiple internal bleeding, and the Italians won't wast anymore time to chase after them...

what could there still be going wrong for my poor main character ? I am definitely making her go through hell to give you guys some entertainment.

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