I Still Love You

To Save A Child

(Foxy's POV) there was a loud clang as the knife hit my hook. Vincent growled as his gruesome work was interrupted. There was just as I expected seven kids in the room all tied up. Vincent stood in a defensive position, studying me. I spotted a child behind him who had dark black hair and wide blue eyes. That must be Flower's little brother. Our eyes locked for a split second before I looked at Vincent. He smiled.

"I was wondering when lil Brian was gonna come. You being so protective of that girl after all."

I growled at the use of my spirit name. Brian stirred slightly but I quickly lulled him back to sleep.

"Ye are going te' pay for what ye have done."

I leaped at him, quickly slashed his face with my hook, and quickly jumped back to avoid his knife. Vincent's eyes glittered with madness.

"Oh you have no idea how fun this is! Your not going to stop me though."

He quickly threw his knife and pulled out a new one from his belt. I narrowly dodged it and it lodged into the wall behind me right next to a kid.

"Francine! Ye need te' get the kids out of 'ere!"

Francine quickly ran into the room with Chik and grabbed the nearest kid. A look of fury ran onto Vincent's face.

"Oh no you don't!"

He tried to lunge at them but I slashed his side making him turn. He screamed in rage and jumped at me. I didn't have time to dodge, and he rammed into me. We wrestled on the floor a while until we seperated. The last kid was out when I heard it. It was the unmistakable sound of a gun cocking. I quickly dove to the floor and a shot rang out. Vincent's scream of pain rang in my ears.

"This is what I'll do to protect a child. Do you want to test it further by trying to hurt Foxy?"

Flower's voice was unmistakable. Vincent smiled evily.

"Go ahead sweetheart. Pull the trigger and become a killer. Become just like me."

I got to my feet and walked over to Flower. She was quivering while holding the gun. After a long while she fell to her knees,dropped the gun and started crying.

"Your right I can't. That proves I'm a better person."

There was a small click. I looked at Vincent to see him standing up, holding his side, and pointing the dropped gun at us.

"That's a good girl. Now, who wants to be shot first?"