Heal the World (Selena Trainer)

Having purchased groceries, Selena had been walking home when she came across the crash. She saw enough of the wreckage over top the crowd to draw her brows in concern. Making her way through the crowd, giving apologies and excuse me's, the young woman made it to the front and her blue hues widened. Blood, pain, chaos. No other medical personal had arrived and even non-expertised eyes could tell some of them wouldn't make it at the rate things were going. At least one of them would bleed out shortly, not to mention the likely internal bleeding. They needed help, and they needed it now. Without hesitation, Selena dropped her groceries and stepped forward. An officer started to stop her when she expressed she was an ER doctor and he immediately let her through.

Rushing to the scene, Selena made her way towards the man in the car. While normally a sweet and almost timid woman, when in an emergency, she grew serious and took charge. She was trained, perhaps even born, to make those split second decisions, although ask her and she would not describe herself as a leader. Only a person gravely concerned over the well-being of others, someone who would do anything to aid and save the lives of those in need. Waving her hand to the nearest officers, she ordered in a shout to get to those on the ground and put pressure on the bleeding and to wait for her. As they rushed off, Selena slipped off her light, pink, open sweater and immediately applied pressure to his head. She was doing what she could for her, assessing his body and the damage, when she realized he had broken ribs and a lung had been punctured; he was going to drown in his own fluid. Her eyes widened. This man was about to die. Her gaze caught the crowd and her heart began to race. There were so many people here, and she swallowed. But she had to do anything humanly possible to save this man. It was her vow as a doctor and as Selena, one she had made since she was a child.

Shirt ripped, the woman placed a bare hand against his chest, the other still applied to his head, and closed her eyes, focusing her power. Warmth spread through her fingertips to his flesh and the worst of the damage, that which was internal, began to mend. Fingers beneath the cloth, gashed flesh slowly came together. His gasping lessened and colour began to return to his features.

A police officer peered in and gaped at watching the discolouring fade away from his chest and the bones shift, "What the shit?"

But he was not of her concern, lips trembling as she muttered softly, incoherently, only soft whispered breaths leaving them, the lids of her eyes fluttering as they remained closed. All of her attention was focused on the man, her power in hyperdrive to save his life.

No one would die today. Not if she had anything to do with it.

While still heavily injured, the man in the car was out of the fatal ballpark; he would not be dying today. At the other's shout, Selena's now bloodied hands removed themselves and she stood straight, barking an order as she rushed off, "Stay with him and make sure he doesn't fall asleep!"

It wouldn't due if she healed the man and he fell into a coma from a concussion, now would it? The click of heels sounded sharply on the pavement as Selena ran to the woman shaking violently. Dropping to her knees, the doctor's hands immediately ripped at the woman's restrictive blouse, buttons flying as her bosom was exposed. Selena immediately began to perform CPR after turning her head to the side, shouting that one of the men lift her feet twelve inches. As she worked to get the woman breathing, counting aloud, her power spread through her fingertips as swiftly as it could.

"You can make it! Come on!"

The woman who had been in convulsions steadily calmed and soon she was in the clear. Beads of sweat trickled down Selena's forehead and down the back of her neck, causing her pale skin to glisten. Freeing one of her hands momentarily, the doctor wiped at her damp brow. At the other man's worried whimpers, Selena's blue hues glanced over to him. He was not in immediately danger, as were the others, but he was clearly distressed. Smiling warmly, the young woman reached out, other hand still on the injured woman, and she gripped the man's hand. Squeezing gentle, she said reassuringly whilst using her empathy to settle his nerves, "She is, and so are you. Everyone will be fine. Shhh...~"