Lost Memories #Wattys2016

Chapter 19

Puppet flew over to Vincent and checked his pulse, hoping he was still alive.

Vincent's pulse was slow and he was barely breathing. Scott wasted no time and started mouth to mouth.

Sara began to shake, she began to pray for Vincent to stay alive.

Eventually, Vincent's breathing became normal. Mike looked at Puppet. He was expecting her to heal Vincent.

Puppet's hands began to glow as she began to heal Vincent, making the wound close.

Scott looked at Puppet and smiled. "Thank you." He said.

Puppet smiled back. "You're welcome, Scott." She said.

Scott gently held Vincent's hand. He groaned and opened his eyes, his eyes now back to his original blue color. "Are you okay?" Scott asked. Vincent smiled a little and nodded.

Sara sighed in relief. "Thank god..." She said.

Vincent sat up and hugged Scott. Scott hugged back and smiled.

Sara looked at the moon. "It's finally over, is it?" She asked.

Mike looked up at the moon and nodded.

Sara sighed in relief, but blood began to come out of her head from the lack of her power. She put a hand on her head, her eyes now losing their sight. She stumbled and fell off the edge.

"Sara!!" Mike caught her and pulled her back up.

Sara was unconscious, blood slowly running down her head.

Mike took out his handkerchief and applied pressure to Sara's head wound.

Sara weakly opened her eyes, purple tears running down her cheeks.

"Are you okay?" Mike asked, concerned.

"Y-Yeah, I'm alright." Sara said.

Mike started to pet her head in a comforting manner.

Sara buried her face in Mike's chest.

"Shh... It's okay... It's okay..." Mike whispered into her ear.

Sara snuggled her head on Mike's chest, trying not to cry.

"It's okay... Let it all out... I'm here..." Mike said.

Sara then began to cry.

Mike continued to stroke her hair and whisper comforting words into her ear.

Sara continued to cry, she then began to calm down.

"Feeling better?" Mike asked.

Sara nodded.

Mike smiled and kissed her forehead.

Sara blushed but smiled warmly.

The others then heard some people busting through the door. They looked and saw that it was Eric, Chuck, Guy and Clay.

"Are you guys okay? We were getting worried." Eric said.

"Yeah. We're okay." Mike said. Guy looked at Vincent and saw that he still had blood stains on his clothes. "Whoa, dude, Vincent, are you okay?!" He asked, frantically. "Yeah. I'm alright. I just had a little fight with The Thing, that's all." He said. "Are you sure? Your shirt has a lot of blood on it." Chuck said, concerned. "I'm sure. You don't have to worry about me." Vincent said. Chuck still looked at him, concerned. "Here. Let me see." Chuck said as he took a closer look. The blood has dried up, leaving a dark stain in the purple shirt. He felt Vincent's stomach for a wound, but he didn't find anything. "What...? Vince... You don't have a wound." Chuck said. "Well... I had some help and let's just say it healed pretty fast." Vincent said, looking at Puppet.