A Beginning Of Any Great Matter-Nathan Drake x OC

Chapter 9

"Violet" I hear Nate say before I see him standing right above me, I could see the panic come over his face as he looks at the sharp object which had pierced through my waist, I notice him pale as he looks at it.

"It's okay, I'm okay" I reassured him with a smile, I could tell it helped him a bit but I could still see the panic over his face, I watch as he kneels down next to me, on the side where my wound is.

"We need to get out of here and find Elena before any of those men find us," Nate said as he places his hands the piece of the sharp object which sticking out of my waist "I'm going to have to pull it out. On the count of 3. 1. 2."

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

Tears filled my eyes as Nate pulled the now known object out of my waist, I watch as Nate rip his top and wrapped it around my waist before pulling me up, being carefully of the injury. I stumble a bit but I got my balance and we headed off.

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It took some time to find what we were looking for. Well, we weren't looking for it exactly but I bet it has some importance to what we are looking for, especially Elena.

The place we found looked like a mixture of a castle and an extremely large prison but looks more like a castle. It took Nate hardly any time to get up to the none barred window but it took me a while, maybe more than twenty minutes and once I got into the large building, I couldn't help but slide down the wall and sat on the floor with agony.

My waist is feeling worst than ever, I couldn't move as the pain is unbearable. I look up to Nate to see he was over by a large crate, picking up some weapons, a hand machine gun, a pistol and a hand full of grenades. Nate puts the machine gun in his gun patch and walked over to me to hand me to the pistol.

I weakly pull the pistol from his hand before allow my hand to drop, the gun still in my hand, I've never felt so weak in my life and properly this is going to be the last time I'm ever going to feel this.

"Come on Vi, we need to get going" I heard Nate. I look up at Nate, a tear rolling down my cheek as I stutter a reply. "N-Nate, y-you have t-to get o-out of h-here, leave me here a-and get yourself o-out of here"

"NO! I am not leaving you here. Come on I can get you out" I shake my head, disagreeing with him and I just lowered my head, I knew this is going to be my last moment and I don't want Nate to be here when I do. I don't want to leave him. I love the man so much.

"Violet, you are going to be ok," Nate said trying to convince me otherwise but it didn't work. I could hear Nate walking around properly trying to think of a way to convince me but he did something I never expected him to do.

I feel two hands grab my cheeks and pull my head up so now I'm looking him in the eye, I watch as he starts leaning in, I close my eyes once I feel his lips connect with mine, hopefully, this will give me the strength to live.

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