By Your Hand

4 [LEGACY]

"Huh?" Zack nagged, "Get out of the damn elevator, (N/N)!"

"I-I don't want-" I froze, and spoke in a quieter tone, almost impossible for him to hear, "N-No."

"Why the hell not?!" Ray put a hand in front of him, telling him to stop.

She carefully made her way towards me, taking one of my hands in hers I calmed down a little as she spoke softly, "(Y/N), we have to keep going if we're going to get out of here."

'That's right, I'm supposed to help them leave', "You're right," I hesitantly let go of the cage like walls of the elevator and chuckled, "I'm sorry that was real selfish of me."

Ray shrugged and led me out of the elevator leaving me to realize that we couldn't move on further. I walked up to a large metal gate made out of iron bars. I made a small attempt to pull the gate open but, "It's locked."

"Huh?" Zack growled stepping closer, causing me to jump.

"There's nothing else in this room either," Rachel noted.

Zack simply glared, "You expect me to have the answer if you don't?"

"I thought you'd say that," Ray mumbled.

Zack getting angry at Ray started to eat away at me. Why am I so angry? Maybe it was this place. 'I... I need to leave...'

"Ray, you can think of something, can't you?" I asked softly. She paused and placed a hand on her chin, reaching for her satchel, "Ah, do you have something in there?"

She froze, "Well, what's in it?" Zack pressed. 'I want out of here...'

She turned towards us hesitantly, "A thread, a needle and..."

"Are you the kind of person that can pick a lock with a needle or something?!" Zack asked, excitement lining him voice.

I let out a small snort trying to keep myself from laughing at the child like wonder Zack was radiating. Rachel let out a small sigh but, I detected a small hint of relief coming from it, "I don't have that talent. Besides," she pointed to the gate, "There's no key hole."

"Then what's the point of having a needle?!"

Ray lifted her eyebrows and tilted her head a little as if to say, 'You're kidding right?'

Zack placed a hand on her shoulder, pushing her behind him. I grit my teeth a little as he turned to me and yelled, "Move over! I'll just smash it open!"

"They're iron," I growled.

"Shut up! We can't know anything until we try!"

"Go ahead," Ray sighed, covering her ears. I turned the Zack with a glare and immediately jumped back to avoid his scythe.

His scythe landed against the iron bars with a metallic bang as he yelled, "That's hard!"

"It's iron," I grumbled.

"You should've said so!"

"I did! Maybe if you-" I was cut of by a sudden earsplitting beeping and mechanical whirring.

Zack's eyes quickly widened as he turned around, grabbing my arm and throwing me backwards, "Get back!"

I flew backwards, landing with a thud against the floor. After loud shots were fired followed by tiny clicks of small metal rounds hitting against the floor. The noises stopped, leaving only a fading whirring and my own heavy breathing.

"The hell? Is some one trying to turn us into Swiss cheese?" Zack growled, his arm still behind him from tossing me but his gaze locked on the large amount of bullet holes that had pierced the floor.