Reasons to Live; Lessons to learn //Jack, Anatra, Cameo

[Anatra]

Shit! I just seen something happen that I didn't expect, ever. Dramatically, a gunshot opens the air and tears up our ears. Everything pauses except for me. Alex hasn't got his gun out, so it must be somebody else. Not Matthew, not Jins. I don't care to look. I need to save this girl. I need to focus. I don't care about anything else. After an effort of commendability, I place my head to her chest once more and I close my eyes. And for the first time, I really do pray. I pray to whatever god there is, whoever made this pathetic world, to bring this one person from the edge.
I wait. Nothing.
And nothing again.
I give up, mentally.

A breath.

My face lights up, but it has no chance to recover from the hardship of saving one life, because another needs saving. I see Matthew being pushed backward and I gasp, the shock causing me to disregard all sense of safety, even with Jins nearby. I rush to the edge but it is too late, I skid on the floor to try desperately to catch Matthew's hands. Nothing happens.
And nothing again.

I give up, physically.

I couldn't save him.

I glare down, seeing him fall in almost slow motion. It's like seeing my life collapse in front of me. Not because he is my life. Nothing at all as sentimental. But because I couldn't save him. I couldn't reach him in time.

"Help!" I hear. Fear fills me. "Matt!" I yell down, but he's too far for me to reach. He's too far for anybody to reach.
Up here, that is. "Matt, look down!" I yell. Because I see a familiar face beneath him, who I couldn't be more thankful for. If somebody was going to catch my friend from falling, it would be him.

Matthew doesn't like him, but I don't care. He won't care. None of them would care. It will save his life. "He'll catch you!" I yell, my voice carrying down to him heavily.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Boys can get ridiculously stupid over girls, that's one thing Vy knows for sure. Always being around the male gender but only as one of the brothers she's learned a good amount on how they act. There's the majority that jump to whomever's attractive that night, and sometimes that one special one comes along. She's certainly witnessed a nice share of those. And of course with all that testosterone consuming them, lets just say it's better for them to not have any competition. Put in a creepy stalker guy instead and it just becomes a dog fight. If Matthew and Jins aren't split up this isn't going to end until one of them's nearly dead, if not fully. As much as Vy would completely bet on Matthew, she'd rather not risk the tables turning, even if he can be an annoying jerk at times.

The complete intention was to gain their attention, not distract the one on her side. It was only to help Matthew, get his eyes over here to see that Vy's able and ready to shoot Jins. Instead of gives the douche the perfect opportunity to send him over the ledge though. Her heart drops when he does, but her eyes remain on the target when there's no chance of reaching her...friend. The little girl lying in blood, Ky laying unconscious and maybe not even breathing, and now Matt being thrown over the side of the roof. This guy has achieved far too much and there's no thinking of consequences as Vy aims her gun directly at him. Should of taught him a lesson while she had the chance, better late then never though.

It's only his unwanted voice that fills the settled air after the warning shot and trauma of Matt going out of view. No loud thud against the hard parking luckily, only Jins's pathetic words. There's a chance Matt's okay. Jins claims that Kyanite's dead, and apparently Vy's his next target. "Yeah, okay buddy." Her laugh is filled with anger and hatred, eyes and gun staying trained on him. As if her heart couldn't be twisting with undesired emotions already. Why should she care? She doesn't care about people. If Kyanite died, so would her secret. Why wouldn't she want to see the roommate, that's always giving her a hard time, fall? For some reason that's just not how it is as she finds a horrible feeling over any of that happening.

There's only one thing for Vy to do. Tyren's done everything he can to breathe the life back into Kyanite, and now he's trying to get Matthew. The best has been given, and now all that's remaining is revenge. A hate-filled grin comes across Vy's cheeks as she's thankful some fight was still left for her. And to be left with the most exciting part, they're too kind. Without a second thought she fires another shot, this time aiming directly at Jins's heart. After her first okay day firing a gun she went to practice at any opportunity. Of course her aim's still not perfect, or maybe she just wasn't suppose to kill him. A nice shoulder wound should keep him down and cooperating at least. She keeps the gun aimed at him as she moves in, her face frozen with hostility like a snake ready to bite a threat.

"I should of beaten you senseless while I had the chance." Vy whispers to him while jerking his arms behind his back with no remorse of hurting him. He deserves every ounce of the pain, and she even yanks a lot harder then needed. The boys must of ruffed him up nicely as he already has two deep slashes, a bloody face, and hardly resists the cuffs. Least they saved her a little of the fun. "Don't you dare move." With the cuffs securely around him it's safe to check out what else is going on.

The boys are busy getting Matthew safely down so Vy decides to takes the spot at Kyanite's side. Please be breathing, all of this will be for nothing if she's not. Oh so weakly her chest is rising and falling though, allowing a relieving breath for the one awake. "Silly girl." The revengeful grin is far from Vy's face as she eyes over the damage on the Brunette. Her fingers gently touch against the marked up neck, as if they could possibly erase what had happened. They can't though and she retrieves her hand back to her side with a sigh. Guess the important part is that Ky's safe now, and with that Vy allows her eyes to travel to the mission to save Matthew. He has to be alright to. One horrible person can't be allowed to cause this much heartache.

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JINS REVENUE D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ I can't beleive it. That chick I met at the park with Kya that one day is here. She's here with a gun of all things and that must mean she's in some form of training. Peacekeeper training? The thought of it makes me feel somewhat uneasy because now. The tables are a little rough and not in my favor, but when have I ever given in to something that isn't? She's got a gun, while my knife.... where is my knife? "Damn." I say outloud. Somehow, the knife has gotten lost in translation from wherever I've been. It must have fallen somewhere when I was trying to take care of Kya and everyone. My eyes scan the darkening ground, but I don't catch sight of it right off. So, my attention is thrown back to Vy. I smirk. A simple smirk as I do catch in my side vision the guy that was at Kya's side racing to help the guy I just sent over the edge. Three down. Another one to go. Whoever Kya has ever been friends with, can't go on. I told her... she was only suppose to be mine. Dead or not... my promise will live on. The woman laughs at me. She doesn't take her eyes off of me, so I do the same. I watch her with malice in my thoughts. Can she feel it? Can she see the horrible things I want to do to her? Can she sense that I'm in no mood to fuck around? Kya's little friend was first. Did she see her on her way up? Can she see Kya? Her body not moving nor is her chest rising the last time I looked. She's a goner and Matthew... No clue about him. My attention is being drawn to the blond chick in front of me, instead of looking to see the blood surrounding Matthew's body on the ground. Though, the way I see the guy trying to reach out to something, I assume he's still alive. He's still hanging on for dear life. "Well, even If only two die..." I start to tell Vy. I stop in mid-sentence though. The only reason is because of an intense and earth shattering pain that rips through my body. My blood pools to the top of my skin and my hand is already pushing against the wound. My mouth draws to an open as I stare at the woman with this look of confusion and yet so much anger that it's hard to tell what is more surprising. I bring my hand away from the wound, my face screwing up to see the amount of redness staining my fingers of my right hand. My left arm is completely numb and I feel myself being relieved of strength in my legs. I fall to bended knee. NO! I CAN'T BE BEATEN! I just can't. This isn't over. This isn't suppose to happen. How the fuck did Kya get away with it, but I can't? How is she able to endure all the pain and get these people to keep fighting for her when the people around me that time, didn't? My mind starts going into a dark haze. My breaths come out faster and more deeper. My gaze goes straight to the ground and that's when my face connects with it as well. "I should have beaten you senseless while I had the chance." She whispers to me. ONly for me to hear. Her words feel like she's pressing hot iron to my skin and I'm being contained to her every whim. She jerks my arms backwards, pulling on the wound so the only thing I can do is to verbally shout at her. "DAMN BITCH... lay off." I fight against her weakly though. I'm not dead. Only wounded. Only playing the scene. Letting her have the final say because my mind is already coming up with a plan, so I lay peacefully when she demands for me to stay put and not to move. I can do that. I can show her, for a few that I'm willing to comply. So, then she walks away and goes over to Kya's body. I watch her. Study her ever move how she reacts to her unmoving body. How her chest don't... move? She's breathing? That son of a bitch saved her damn life. SHIT! Now, my mind is moving in a much more quickened way. I see how Vy's preoccupied. I can tell how that one guy, who brought Kya back to life, is still clinging to the wall to save someone and the other guy, I just don't take note of. Bleeding or not, I push off from the ground with my other shoulder, and make it to my feet somehow. Adrenaline is shooting through my body, as I aim for the stairwell. I'm not getting caught today. No. Not today. They still have hell to pay. I disappear down into the depths of the building. template by chelsey

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K Y A N I T E R U Z E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ Darkness. Why is there so much darkness? My whole body is hurting but I didn't think that in dreams you could hurt? Maybe, I'm not dreaming. Maybe, I really am in pain? Perhaps, this is all real? If so, why can't I see anything? Why can't I move? Something touches me. Someone's gentle fingers brush up against a part of my body that provides the most pain and I feel like I flinch to the touch. Please. Don't let me die. I can't wake up. I seem to shout but it only echoes within my own mind. Then, without a doubt, there's a small hue of white somewhere far off into the distance that begins to become brighter, but instead of an open light, there's something dark in the middle of it that I can't make out. "What is going on?" I question the only thing that I can see. I'm still unable to move any part of my body. Nothing works. I feel like I'm just laying still with no energy to move. Though my eyes take in everything that is that light and whatever is in that light. The figure moves slowly outward and consumes the light to the point that the light is absorbed into the dark figure. It now takes in the full bodied figure of a woman and I can start to see who it is. That dark, long hair with curls at the bottom and that warming smile is hard to mistake. This woman that stands in front of me and bends down to me, to place a hand at my cheek seems to give me a heartache. "Mom?" I question. The woman nods her head at me and gives me the most sympathetic look. Her fingers caress my cheek. I feel her dainty, smooth fingers across my skin and she gets to a bended knee beside me. That's when she reaches out for my body and her hands go underneath my legs and then her other arm reaches under my neck. She lifts me up like I weight nothing, and when she has me in her grip, the light floods over my body as well and I see that I'm not the age I'm suppose to be. My legs barely reach over her arms and she looks so magnificent to my small figure. I am nothing but a mere child in my mother's arms as she carries me tight to her bodice. I revel in this feeling. I take in this mortal memory of my own and the thought of having my mother back is too much. She makes not a sound though as she walks with me through the darkness that is all around me. She's protecting me. She's keeping me from falling back into the nothing that was trying to consume me and the light in the distanct that was consumed by her body begins to leave her and retreat back to where it was, though I'm still being carried. The light that she takes me through has me opening my eyes for the first time, back into the living world around me. The darkness of the sky has hardly any light whatsoever. However, it is enough that I can see the figures and who is here with me as all the events that lead up to me falling under come into play. I turn my head slightly to the left, and pain fills my throat. I turn my head to the right, and the same feeling engulfs me, but it's not a dibilitating feeling. Just very sore and it hurts to try to move the muscles. That's when I see the figure walking away from me. Is that who touched me? Is her fingers the ones I felt before my mother came to get me? I move my arm and weakly let my fingers dance against the ground, but no strength remains within me stays. Instead, I just see her. Vy. She's walking away and it makes me feel as though she may think I'm dead. I'm alive. Don't walk away from me. Please, don't leave me, Vy. Please? My mouth opens up, and at first, I can't get my vocal chords to work, but I clear my throat gently, and whisper out. "Vy?" I swallow the lump in my throat as I start to let the tears roll down I didn't know I had in my eyes. Again, I call out louder this time, my voice finding some sort of volume for the need to be heard. "Vy?" template by chelsey

[Jack Lexington]

To call it hanging on by a thread would very precisely describe my situation.
I have no idea how many second, maybe minutes I will be able to hold on to this ledge by the tips of my fingers. Not very long I know. Then there will be no evading my fate. I'll drop down to the concrete way below me. If I'm lucky I'll just break my legs, if not it'll be my skull or spine. I'm as good as dead.

Some crumbles of dust announce the arrival of my partner on the ledge above me but he's just out of reach. If his arms were just a little longer he might be able to grab my hand but he doesn't because if he puts his upper body any further over the edge he'll drop down as well.
My eyes are pleading with him. "Give me your hand!" while my face is contorted in pain and desperation for help.

Another shot is being fired scaring the shit out of me...who's getting shot at now? Hopefully not Tyren. It can only be Jins!

Tyren tells me to look below but I can barely move my head because I'm too freaking scared for my life right now. I haven't had many of these moments, not even in the games but right now I"m almost pissing my pants.

Yet I move my head a little to cast a glance but all I see is darkness.
"He'll catch you!"
Even if there's somebody willing to break my fall I will only break that persons every bone with my weight.
"No, I'm not letting go!"
My voice is trembling with fear and my palms are getting sweatier by the moment. Millimeter by millimeter I can feel my fingers slip and there isn't far to go.
"Grab the damn chain from the door!" My voice hitches but there's no room for discussion here.

I'm not ready to give up, not even if both Gala and Kyanite are dead I want to live.

[Anatra]

I stretch my hand as far as it will reach. We are at most half a meter away, if not less. If only I was taller. Alex could do this, but Alex is doing something behind me that I don't see. "Give me your hand!" He desperately calls at me. I hate this. I hate not being able to find his hand with mine. I have to help him. I have to save him. You saved the others, save him too. I pray mentally. I'm not religious. I'm not at all a believer. But just for now, I could be if it would help. How selfish, but I don't have time to care about it.

A gunshot.

It startles me and I grip to the ledge as though it would help me. My natural instincts have my heart racing like wildfire and my blood boiling like a runner. Or is it the other way round? My head can't comprehend it all. "No, I'm not letting go!" I wish I could say the same. But I can't reach him. "Grab the damn chain from the door!" In his rude desperateness I turn back only to be met with a forward-thinking Alex. Genius. I grab the chain from him and cling to my end as tight as I can, lowering it down to Matthew, gently enough not to knock him with it but with enough haste for him to not fall before I lower it fully. I have to hold on for my life here, and his. Alex, too. "Alex, come on, help." I beg.

The whole surrounding is not our concern. We care only for our friend.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

"Awe, but we're just getting started." Vy only laughs further at Jins's insults and demands. Like he has any say. There's such a desire to beat the hell out of him, but it doesn't seem fair as he's already all bloody and handcuffed. Still she gives a rough slap on the back of his shoulder, a friendly gesture filled with force only an enemy can conjure up. Probably best to walk away before she changes her mind, and luckily sleeping beauty lacks company. There's no way he can possibly escape all beaten-up and his hands literally tied behind his back, so she finds it safe to allow her full attention to go to kyanite.

What is Vy suppose to do now? There's an instinct to join Kyanite, mainly to prevent killing Jins herself, but also for less selfish reasons. It feels as though this is how friends are suppose to act...now what though? Clearly she's breathing, a stupid touch doesn't take away the pain, and all this sentimental crap that comes out from when people get hurt is really not her thing. Yet she remains awkwardly sitting on the floor, just waiting for something to happen. Kyanite looks so uncomfortable laying on the concrete floor, covered in bruises and scratches that are probably causing enough pain as it is. Completely unsure if it's the right thing to do Vy decides to remove her jacket to place under Kyanite's head. Must be better then that hard floor, and friends are suppose to be kind...right? It's all too confusing and with that she retrieves back to her feet to see if she'd be of any help to pull up Matthew.

Apparently her roommates do have brains as Alex carries over a chain to pull Matthew up with. By the looks of it they all had the same idea to, how cute. Before Vy's even able to get more then a couple yards towards them her name faintly rings through the air. At first she could of sworn she was only hearing things as it was hardly a whisper, but it's repeated and louder. Without even turning around she knows that it's Kyanite. This as relieving as knowing that she was breathing. Both Alex and Tyren are helping to get Matthew up, someone needs to be by Kyanite's side. Surprisingly Vy actually willingly pulls herself away from the action to take the calm side of reassuring the wounded.

"Hey." Vy's voice is as soothing as when she's trying to get Brooklyn to sleep. As quickly as she's done anything else today she's back at Kyanite's side, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder to keep her laying and calm. Probably best to not startle someone that has just received their breath back. "And it didn't even take prince charming to wake you up. Good thing to, we don't have any of those." Vy's way of keeping someone relaxed, by making everything comical. Plus it helps herself get through all these damn new firsts.

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KYANITE R U Z E D I S T R I C T T W O

◼ Ⅱ ▸ My voice barely travels out on the first attempt to call out for Vy. I see her walking away. I watch her legs move and as they do, her form goes further away from me laying the on the hard, unforgiving ground. My eyes don't flicker off from her. She's the first person I got a hold of from the academy. She knows what would happen with Jins the moment I called her. That's why, she's here right now and in front of me, but does she think that I was killed? I wish she'd just turn around. I wish that she would have stayed for a few more moments. Anything to keep me company cause my heart is starting to race thinking about what's happened to me. Why my neck hurts. Why my body aches and I feel hardly any energy to move. Then she hears my voice. She slowly turns around and displays that meek face as she looks at me. The edges around her body is fuzzy and I try to blink a few times, but it doesn't seem to clear up much. It's almost like I'm in a dreamlike state still. "Hey." Her gentle voice reaches my ears, but it doens't provoke a smile back. It doesn't provoke nothing but a flood of tears as I squint my eyes finally and try to roll over only to get her hand upon my shoulder to keep me still and laying back straight. That touch is welcoming. It's almost like the moment her fingers touched me, it sent this calming jet over me. Was it the simple fact that I had a friend here? Vy is a friend, right? She woudln't be here if she wasn't. If anything, I'm glad she came. I'm glad that she was able to get here. "And it didn't even take prince charming to wake you up. Good thing to, we don't have any of those." She should know that Matthew is my boyfriend. Maybe, she's refering to Matthew and if she is, then that can only mean one thing. He's fighing Jins or something is wrong. Why wouldn't he be here though? If he could, he would have been. I would be seeing his face and that in turn, starts to build up that awful feeling inside of me that something is definatly wrong. "Ma... tthew. Where is he?" I question Vy, taking a break in between his words as my throat feels nothing but dry and scratchy. My hand reaches my throat and it feels weird to touch my skin. It's almost like it's tingling but the soreness makes me realize everything that just occured in small tiny flashbacks. I close my eyes and let my hand rest on my chest for a moment. My mind reels with memories that lead up to this point. The shock of seeing Jins with Gala. Jins attacking me and taking off with my friend. Then the blood and being dragged out of the pool room. A panic begins to set in the more I start to remember and the fuzzy haze over my eyes clears up. I look to Vy for real this time, trying to see any evidence of sadness in her face and any sign of where Matthew is. I turn my head, despite the pain in my neck to start looking around. My gaze scanning for his body or something, and I see the two guys toward the edge trying to help someone. "Is he? Vy... is he okay?" I find very little strength in me to start rolling to my side. My need to see if he's okay is what's fueling me, but I can't help the grimace as I stop. I'm nowhere near strong enough to make it to my knees, so I just bring a hand up and wipe away the wetness that pools at my eyes. "Jins?" The question finally comes out because that's the only person I've not seen in my endeavors to find Matthew. I look to Vy and then my eyes grow as though I've mistaken and he'd be somewhere near me ready to kill me for real this time. I feel myself quake as I ask again. "Where... is he?" template by chelsey

[Jack Lexington]

Every fibre of my fingers and arms is overly strained and my muscles are filled with lactic acid so they are starting to cramp up and shake even more. My body is telling me to let go but my mind screams to hold on...if only I could.
Slowly but surely my fingers are slipping to the last bit of the small rim. I'm millimeters from the abyss now so I cast one more careful glance with as little movement as possible down below my feet.
It's so dark I can't tell what or who is down there but something's moving. Maybe it could really catch me?

A second later both Orca brothers are above me, one holding the long metal chain that had been blocking the door before.
Tyren is sensible enough to not simply drop it down to me despite the time factor but lowers it carefully.

It dangles only centimeters away from my left hand..the weak arm that has been shot, stabbed and had fingers cut off. Am I really going to try and let go off the solid stone to reach for this dangling piece of material with my bad arm?
I have to I know but my whole body feels like it's exploding with adrenalin. If I reach out I might miss, slip, it might swing away and then what does that leave me with.

"I can't." I whisper and return my gaze to the wall straight ahead of me to focus on something that's not moving.

I'm torn between trying to hang on as long as possible, letting myself drop down to who knows who and reaching for this chain.

Once again my eyes find the chain and a second later I let go off the ledge with my left hand. My fingers close around the cold metal and instantly it glides through my sweaty palm like butter.
Shit, shit, shit....

[Anatra]

"I can't." He utters. "Come on man..."

I try to convince him to at least try. I didn't take him for the fearful one, in any situation. Apparently he has that in him. I stretch out my arm as far as I can. I know that too much tension in it will cause the scars to become irritated, but I don't care. The same for my next. I'm not letting old wounds make new ones. He's still not taking the chain. What's he waiting for?
What if Max can't catch him?

What if I'm asking him to die either way and he's the only one that actually sees that?

"Matt, come on." I look back briefly. "Kyanite is waking... Don't you want to be up here?" Alex grabs the chain too, just for added safety. "If you let go, I'm taking your deserts." Alex says, obviously. Who else would say something that bland in a serious situation? I give him a look but have no time to glare. If Matthew falls, I don't know what I would do.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Maybe reassuring Kyanite with sarcasm wasn't the best idea, that's simply what Vy's best at. It should of been more along the lines of everyone's okay so that she doesn't fret and jolt from the floor to figure out what's going on. A gentle hand at least keeps her from getting up and relatively calm. Someone badly hurt is suppose to hardly move, right? That's what Vy decides to go with and manages to turn herself around from her usual bad attitude. Of course the prince charming reference has Kyanite thinking of Matthew. Not really what she meant, but that she won't mention that. Probably best to not bring up the severity of what's going on. Last thing they need is Kyanite tumbling over the edge as well trying to save him while she's half unconscious.

"They're getting him up right now, don't worry." Is that actually sincerity coming from Vy? Any other time she'd be disgusted with her kindness, difficult to be in this situation though. Now to make sure she's not a liar and the twins are able to actually retrieve Matthew. One gaze to Kyanite and it's clear she's in dire need of company as fear consumes her expression, so going to help them is out of the picture. Damn it, why did she have to take on the job she's least qualified for? It's just not in her nature to be sweet, unless Brooklyn's around forcing it out of her. But there's a horrible feeling that arrives at the thought of anything happening to even Matthew, and not being a complete bitch turns out to come a little naturally at this moment. Doesn't mean she has a clue what to do though.

"He's going to be fine." That stupid heart tugging feeling occurs as she lets her eyes lock with Kyanite's. He better be okay, he has to be. Who else will Vy tease and make rude witty comments to? He's the only one crazy enough to spit the remarks right back and laugh at the same time. Yeah the ass needs to stick around. As much as Vy wants to rush over and make sure that happens she stays put at Ky's side, actually leaving it in the hands of someone else. Tyren's his best friend, if anyone will keep him safe, he will. Her goal is to keep Ky laying and cool. Having no clue what's wrong with her and what will have her slipping away again, that's the best strategy.

"Jins." Apparently Kyanite's not completely out of it as she's able to remember what caused this entire situation. With Vy's concern being upon Ky, and her job shifting to being the one to at her side, she completely forgot about the enemy. He's cuffed though and badly wounded, he has to be right where she left him. "Right over..." Vy's confident with how to answer until her eyes wander across an empty rooftop behind her, and her words drop out. "Damn it." She mutters through gritted teeth.

Can't do anything right, well Brittany has one thing right as her gruesome voice runs through Vy's head. Looking after the two wounded was her only job, and one's not even a threat. Why not take her eyes and completely focus them off the one enemy. He could be waiting for Matthew to drop now, so he can finish him off and make sure he doesn't make it. Who knows what that creep may be up to. Two mistakes won't be made today though, and she's determined to make up for losing the criminal. "I'm taking Kyanite to the front." Vy calls out to the boys attempting to help Matthew. No need to relay the bad news of Jins getting away, she's determined handle it.

"Gotta get you out of here." Without even asking if Kyanite's able to walk, Vy takes the initiative to scoop her up and double-time it to the staircase. The extra weight on her knee is unbearable, but the adrenaline to find Jins before he finds anyone else, covers that. He threatened that she's next on his list, but it appears that he has a large number of targets. Get Kyanite to that guy helping the little girl, then find the creep. The pool area's empty as she predicted, and she immediately heads for the front. Having a wounded in her arms will only slow her down, and she has to find him before any more harm can be done.

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KYANITE R U Z E D I S T R I C T T W O

◼ Ⅱ ▸ "They're getting him up right now, don't worry." Vy tells me. So, what I originally thought, is true. Matthew is hanging on from the roof. The thought that it could have been me is unsettling. I know Matthew has the strength to hang on, but with one bad arm, I would never have been so lucky. Then Vy goes on to further settle my nerves just slightly by telling me that Matthew is going to be fine. That look she gives me, direct eye contact, tells me that she is doing her best to be truthful. Tyren is helping him and Alex as well. If only Max was up here, there would be even more help to get him up here but that only takes my mind to see more of the blood from the pool before I was roughly dragged away. My stomach churns with sickness just thinking about what's going on. How one man can do so much damage to everyone. I can't stand it, so when I ask about that guy, who has not only went from bully to psychopath, Vy's rection to it instills within me a this unnerving chill. One that has my vision wanting to tune out. If only I can go into that place again. I want to be picked up by my mother and coddled again. Protected from the darkness, but my body won't allow me that privaledge again. No, it's creating too much of a panic within my shaking limbs to let me succumb to the sleep to pass all of this by. I can hear and feel the pulse of my own heartbeat beating against my ears. "Vy. Don't tell me... don't let him touch me again, please?" I beg her with every fiber of nerves that's coming out of my voice. The soreness intensifies immensely as I try to talk in a hurried fashion and with the burning sensation of wanting to just break down, it make me turn into a coughing fit against my own need to breath. I close my eyes tightly and try to just calm down, but it isn't working in the least. "I'm taking Kyanite to the front." She says and I listen to the way she calls out to them. Confidence rings high in her voice. There's nothing more I can do then to trust her and let her do what she says she's going to. The boys are busy. If we can just make it out, then Vy will try to track him down. Though, fears flood my mind. If he does get away, My friends will never be safe from him. I will never be safe from him. All of the years growing up is nothing compared to what he's just done today and for once, I wish I would have been taken instead of being brought back to life. "Gotta get you out of here." I don't even refuse. My mind is all over the place. I barely even register how easily she's picked me up, but I can just feel the way her arms are under my legs and back to support me. Instinctivly, I wrap one arm around her neck so she don't have to hold on so tightly. I press my head against her, to releive the ache in my neck. Slow steady breaths seem to be the only thing keeping me calm as Vy takes the stairs down to the lower level of the gym, though, within me, a eerie feeling is wanting to consume me. Something I dare not ask at all, because if I do, it'll certainly come true. I take a quick glance outward once we reach the main hallway. "Vy. Hurry." Somewhere down the hallway, opposite to the direction we're going, something slams against the wall, creating a loud crash and the sound of glass breaking. The echoes reach my ears and I let my eyes close in an instant. template by chelsey

[Jack Lexington]

"Come on man..." My friend who/s holding the chain urges me on. I know he wants to save me but can he?
I trust him enough to give it a try but then my fingers start slipping.
I can hardly go back now but I don’t want to slip off the chain and fall.
So hold on to my right one on the ledge and pull the chain over to the ledge with my left one which simply isn’t strong enough to hold my weight any longer.
Frantically I try to wrap it around my left hand once before I let go of the other one and grab the chain with that one, too.
This is it. I”ll drop of they’ve got me! Closing my eyes I give in to my fate.
I swing just a little and then hang on to the chain for dear life. My hands don’t slip any further since the links are wrapped around my left one which feels like its crushing every bone in my hand but at least I’m not roadkill.
“Pull!” I scream one mad command and let them slowly, ever so slowly do their job. Inch by inch I move up dragging along the outside wall of the gym,
Who would have thought that the guy I nearly killed will try to save my life one day?
I get dragged over the egde roughly but soon helping hands make sure I’m up on top of the roof, safe and sound, where I just lay pulling in my arms that have been stretched beyond believe.
"Thank you.” I breathe.

I lay there slowly curling into a ball but not making a sound. My eyes search for Kyanite and Jins but neither are visible.
Once my heart rate slows down to a bearable level I press out. “Where are Ky and Jins?”

[Anatra]

“Pull!”

The temptation wraps around my head to make a joke about 'You always make me pull', but I resist. It isn't difficult to do so, given the situation. I heave hard, straight as he says it. Alex does, too, behind me. It doesn't take long. It feels liberating to have the strength needed to save somebody. Let alone your best friend. Let alone that, somebody who nearly ended my life. To save him just shows everything I've become. Everything I can be. It's a great feeling that is found when I reach and take his hand, and Alex the other. We collect him and he says "Thank you.”

Something I needed to hear, I think.

“Where are Ky and Jins?” He asks. I look clueless, almost out of breath and definitely breaking a sweat. My muscles ache roughly after pulling him up. He was heavy. I can't joke about that, not now and not here. There's too much at stake. I shake my head at him. "Vy took her, I tried to help her but you fell." I try to explain. I'm not sure what would have happened if I didn't go to the edge for him, or if I didn't give Kyanite the breath-giving air.

I don't know anything, just that I'm helping everyone today.

My thoughts latch onto Max. Where is he? I don't even know. He could be getting hurt by Jins right now. He could be in danger. "Max..." He was down there just then, by the front. But Jins could easily be on his way. "We need to get everyone together, at the front." I suggest. Alex stays quiet, I don't know why.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

"I won't." Vy promises with complete confidence and a secure grasp around Kyanite. It's actually difficult to see her in pain, and Vy's had a nice share of seeing wounded, it's hard to feel bad when she put them there and they deserved it. As messed up and scared as Ky may be she still helps with a little support with a weak wrap around Vy's neck as they travel to the roof exit. Vy may have the worst attitude but she has yet to betray a promise. Got to get the wounded to safety before going after Jins. As fast as her healing knee allows she spirals down the stairs, being cautious to not drop the already harmed. Once in the halls the intentions that running into the enemy now is the completely wrong idea comes into play as she slows down her steps to concentrate more on being silent.

Why are the halls still empty? This is usually the time that everyone comes in to train. The warning of whats going on most of come out and they've closed down the place, yet peacekeepers and ambulances don't surround the place or even make a noise from the distance. Guess none of that matters as this becomes another setup from the academy. It's not, that Vy knows for sure. But with all the scenarios they've been through lately, it only feels like their next test. And sadly she was given the job the protecting the helpless while the men go out and fight. Glass shatters along with her thoughts as she's drawn back to the fact that this is reality. No rubbed bullets and dull knifes, though luckily she's the one with the real gun. All useless still with Kyanite in her arms. Placing her down gently and firing at Jins will never happen.

There's such an instinct to set Kyanite down and go after Jins, desire even as the fights always calling her. The noise is in the opposite direction from where they're headed, so Jins is probably back there. Could also just be a trick to get Ky alone while Vy goes after the noise. Without another thought she double-times it to the double doors at the end of the hallway. Screw being quiet as Jins is able to jump out at any moment. The sun hardly lights up the sky when they finally find themselves out of the building. It's like escaping a horror house as relieve falls over Vy.

"Did you call for help?" Vy's never met the one outside, but it's pretty obvious they're all on one side, and her voice illustrates that. With no clue over when this help will arrive she finds a small patch of grass to rest Kyanite on as they wait. Probably best to wait for the boys to get outside before deciding anymore plans, maybe they'll even run into the problem and take care of him on their way out.