A heart of Cogs and Clockwork

Coral VanHughs is the daughter of one of the most notorious criminals, helping her Father in his evil ways to steal from the highest of society. After being shot she is given a clockwork heart to keep her alive, but she is already dying and needs all the help she can get to travel across the world to the famous clock maker who is her only chance at survival. 1ST DRAFT!!

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4. Arise My Dear

"Coral, answer me. Please" Her Fathers voice begged, each word threaded with pain. The world was still as black as the night, and Coral could not seem to find the light. She was lost and scared and trying to place where her Fathers voice came from, his fear only made hers worse; she did not know what was going on, yet felt as if she should, felt that knowing would affect her greatly. Unsure of how to proceed she remained in the darkness, not attempting to move and ignoring the pain that was running through her veins, had she ever felt pain this much before? Was it even physically possible to be in this much pain?

After what felt like several hours, the world began to fade from the darkness, the light and colour of the real world beginning to form into existence, her Fathers laboratory light was the first thing she recognised, it was a plain silver steel lightshade, with a yellow-white glowing bulb set  within it. She blinked her eyes, trying to regain her vision after she realised the light was much too strong after being in the dark for so long; attempting to sit up she realised she had been restrained
"Father" She attempted to call, however her voice was no more than a whisper and her Father was not currently in the room and so had no chance of hearing her, Coral turned her head to the side and looked across the room, seeing a bloody mess spilt across the floor and table beside her, along with a series of instruments and a wooden box.She heard the slow and quiet tic-tic-tic of the mechanical heart her Father had created, and that in itself was some comfort at least. Confused and still in pain, she attempted to clear her throat and call again, on her third attempt, she succeeded in talking in a 'normal' voice, despite its supposing to be a shout. Nonetheless she was heard and within moments the door to the lab was thrown open and her Father appeared before her.
"Coral, my dear, you're awake" He gasped, wrenching off the restraints and wrapping his arms about her waist
"Father what is going on?" 
"Coral, I am so sorry, my grandest plan was not all a success, I apologise for it was you who has suffered the consequences."
"Father I do not -"
"Hush, my dear, you need rest" He said, cutting her off, placing Coral's arm around his neck, he lifted her carefully, Coral winced in pain "I'm sorry, it will take some time before you are healed properly, but I shall look after you." It was only then that Coral realised the extent of her exhaustion, closing her eyes for a moment, the last thing she heard was the ticking of the heart.

Coral heard her Father through the veil of darkness that had once again succumbed her, talking to her about how he was to put her in a coma for a couple of weeks, to allow the healing process to start properly. This scared her, what if she did not wake? Why was he doing this? What had gone wrong? Questions spilled through her mind, although unable to ask them, she had to remain silent, although, this was nothing new and so she just had to trust that her Father knew what he was doing. He was a smart man and a Doctor; an inventor at that. He knew what he was doing and so Coral placed all of her faith in him, praying he knew what he was doing.

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