Dead Wrong

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Just as Ryan and I were moving to go help the others, I remember something. The gun shot and the person who fell. I reach up and grab Ryan, forcing him to turn around hastily from his crawling position a little ahead of me. His face is full of alarm before they land of my face, then it turns into a completely different form of alarm.

"What is it?" he asks quickly.

My eyes dart around, looking for the person Cadwell hit. "Cadwell got a shot out of his gun before I could stop him, and someone fell. Ryan, your dream," pausing briefly to glance back at Ryan and see confusion on his face, so I continue, "someone will die tonight."

His face falls in understanding and becomes almost ashen. He instantly turns around to look at Jade, who is leaning against the table, hands clutching her leg with her eyes squeezed shut in pain. My face hardens and the both of us quickly go over to her.

"Jade! Jade, are you okay?" I say kneeling beside her. I glance down at her leg only to find it's covered in blood, the gunshot wound looking rough and jagged.

Jade opens her eyes and looks over at me, irritated and unhappy. "I'm fine, Erin."

Pursing my lips into a thin line, Ryan and I share a look of concern. The bullet didn't make it out the other side of her leg, and we won't be able to go fishing for it anytime soon. Looking back at Jade I say, "Jade, let me see it, maybe we can stop the bleeding."

Just as I'm going to reach for her leg, though, she grabs my hand and twists it causing me to wince in pain and move to her mercy. "Don't touch me," Jade says, with just as much malice in her voice as the enemy has. "Now leave, before something bad happens."

She lets go of my arm and a relief floods through me as the pain in arm subsides somewhat. "Jade—" I start, but she cuts me off.

"I said leave!" she shouts, causing curious glances from our friends before going back to the fight. "God Erin, you don't need to save everyone," she says calmer this time.

I don't say anything in response, instead I wipe my face of the shock I obtained from her outburst along with any other emotion. I ignore Ryan whose eyes are burning holes into the side of my head and crawl over to Kim and Jacky. Settling myself in a space between them I pull out my gun from the back of my pants and, leaning against the table, take a deep breath. When I push myself up onto my knees and position myself I see a true war zone. There are various bodies littering the floor while the leader of Hecate is nowhere to be found.

Without hesitation I start shooting. My first shot lands in an agent's shoulder, another in the stomach, and a third agent I hit in the knee cap. They are falling like flies as we keep shooting, when one by one our clips start to run out. I can see out of the corner of my eye that the others are looking around, wondering on what to do next.

Turning to Kim, I say, "Make sure someone stays with Jade," she nods and walks around me. Then I put my hand on the table and throw my legs over top of it, kicking an approaching agent in the face. Using the momentum from my attack, I jump onto my hands doing a front handspring and, when I'm over top of my target, grip her shoulders and fling her over me as I land on the ground, crouching. The agent collides with another before hitting the wall and falling limp to the floor.

The breeze coming from the entrance behind me shifts, and the sound of a knife being pulled from its sheath is audible to me. It one swift movement I swipe my leg underneath the both of his and as he's falling to the ground the knife slips from his grip. Grabbing it from the air, I plunge the knife deep into his stomach.

During my escapades, I was able to tell that my teammates have also jumped over the table and are fighting alongside me while Kim has stayed true to her word and is kneeling beside Jade, using our last gun to back us up.

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