By a Thread

Opportunities

Y/n's arms strained as she struggled to hold down the massive horned woman in front of her. Profanities echoed in her head while razor sharp claws ripped at the thin hospital sheets just below her.

She could already feel the burning pain that would tear through her should those claws do so much as graze her.

"IDIOT BASTARDS! GET THE FUCK OFF ME!"

Six nurses were piled around her, all trying to pin her down and get her into restraints.

Y/n saw one nurse in particular through squinted eyes. Kei, a tall familiar purple-haired man, fumbled with his set of restraints. The woman underneath them arched up, trying to rip away from their grasp and hitting Kei's hand in the process, knocking his restraint to the ground. With a frantic look he gave up, grabbing her arm instead.

He latched on, hair falling over desperate eyes as he pleaded with her.

"Ms.Oushi, calm d-"

Oushi bellowed, snapping forward and jerking the nurses off balance. She slammed her elbow backwards and y/n nearly gagged at the wet cracking sound she heard coming from Kei's rib cage.

He crashed backward into a side table. Metal clanged to the ground as he slid down, limp. Y/n felt the others hesitate.

Oushi used that and pushed herself up, trying to get one of her hoofed legs free from them and wildly swinging at anything she might be able to hit in the process.

"I SAID GET THE FUCK OFF ME," she roared, needle sharp teeth peeking out from behind her lips that were curled up in a menacing snarl.

She swung a thick muscled arm down, claws ready to rip into one of the nurses at her hip.

They were a sweet little thing. Young too. Whatever bastard stuck them with a criminal patient on their first week at the hospital had a sick sense of humor. Y/n imagined in horror how easily that soft blue uniform would soak in their blood.

I'm one swift move she dropped the restraints she had been struggling with and hooked her arm around Oushi's. She wasn't nearly strong enough to pull her back entirely. Still, the claws only managed to strike air. The little doe-eyed nurse jumped back, slipping on a plastic package that Kei had knocked down and falling to the ground.

Y/n could feel Oushi's muscles bulge underneath her as she pulled down.

Keep her still. Someone else can cuff her, just keep her still, y/n thought as she clamped her arms down around Oushi's arm, pinning it as hard as she could between the arm of the bed and her chest. The last pair of handcuffs that Oushi had broken out of dug painfully into her side. She kept holding on.

A panicked voice shrieked over the chaos of the room.

"WE NEED HELP! GET IN HERE, NOW!"

Y/n heard a rush of footsteps and felt two more thick bodies squeeze into the ring around the struggling woman, grabbing whatever flesh or clothing they could reach and pinning it down. Through the corner of one eye she could even see an officer trying to grab her bull-like horns and hold her back. But just looking at his eyes she could tell he was to terrified to make purchase.

Y/n struggled, breath shaking with exertion. Maybe...if I could just...She breathed heavily, squeezing Oushi's arm harder before bringing her head up and desperately trying to make her voice louder than the clangs of metal or the grunts of officers or the streams of profanity being screamed at them all.

"THAT'S ENOUGH! YOU'RE BLEEDING OUT OF EVERYWHERE BUT YOUR DAMN LIVER AND YOU REALLY THINK THIS IS GOING TO-"

CRACK!