Quantum: Legends

Chapter 8 { Dead or Alive }

Love this song!

^.^.^.^.^Feray's P.O.V^.^.^.^.^

Me and Dean were blasting the song 'Wanted Dead or Alive'. Singing along with air guitars, rocking out. Well Sam just gave us 'the look.' As I called it.

"Sam you asshole!" Me and Dean yelled at the top of our lungs, when Sam turned off the music

"Someone's using bad words." Dean cooed. I looked at Dean for a moment, then looked back at Sam.

"Why did you turn off the music!? Why!? Do you want to die?!" I freaked out at Sam. Sam signed then turned the radio back on. Well he sipped his coffee at the table, doing research, like a good nerd should. Then we went back to rocking out.

Then my mother comes through the motel door, what was the last thing I expected.

"Hi mom!" I yelled over the music, still rocking out, well Dean stopped. The music stopped. I hissed at Dean, who turned it off.

I'm just use to my mothers randomness. Though I'm the random one. Don't see my mother much anymore, spend a lot of time with the Winchesters. Don't normally get to join the action, sadly. But I join in more than they know, or remember.

Anyways, back to my mother.

"Where going to go visit your aunt." She said bluntly. "Kay!" Yes! I get to see Robin hadn't seen her in like 5 years. To her was probably 5 weeks or something.

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Once we got to Robin's place. My mother had to go all of a sudden. I shrugged it off and went into Robin's tent. I walked in to a guy trying to kiss my aunt. Yah haha, no.

"Aunt Ronin!" I screeched as loud as I could, then ran up to hug her, she hugged back, and I glared at the guy.

^.^.^.^.^Kyle's P.O.V^.^.^.^.^

"Kyle? Where are you?" An angelic voice called out.

I know that voice. I tried to call out, but I was wordless. My mouth was dry. Guess painfully bleeding out does that to a guy. Everything was throbbing and screaming in pain. In other words, I'm in pain. A lot of pain. I can't even move because of it.

I was laying on the ground all bloody, and covered in dirt. Blood and dirt weren't a good mix.

My father said pain was only mentally. Right now I would say otherwise.

Then in my hazing vision, a woman with long black hair, and light blue in her eyes. I recognize her almost immediately. 

Sky.

I tried to tell her the truth before it was to late.

"Shh, don't say anything. It decreases your chance of survival." She said with her finger light over my lips.

What survival chance, I'm dying! Please Sky! Just let me tell you!

Sadly Sky was no mind reader, so she didn't listen.

Without being told, she ripped the sleeve of her while shirt and wrapped it around the bleeding wound. Without a word she grabbed my arm and wrapped it around her neck. Slowly she lifted us up.