(A/N) Okay! New story! Actually my English class was cancelled this morning, so I had nothing better to do! LOL! Okay…it may seem a tad bit graphic, but this chapter kind of had to be. I hope you read it, and tell me what you think. It isn't another "High School" story…actually the characters will hardly ever be in the school setting so just give it a chance. Okay? Well I hope you enjoy, and I hope that it isn't that bad. I have never written a story in first person before so it probably is a bunch of crap, but I have got to learn sometime or another, so please bare with me!

"Have you ever felt a life die…wither away in your own arms…your very own hands? It's soul desperate to survive…longing for just a little more time. Have you ever watched them struggle, fight endlessly until the very end, and all you can do…is nothing but let them go. Your hands are drenched in blood…their blood. Tears stream along your cheeks, blurring your vision…your throat burns, choking you from within. Have you ever killed the ones you held most dear? Do you know what that feels like? To indirectly take someone else's life away from them…and from their own loved ones. Standing alone…this feeling of regret runs angrily through your veins, and you realize it's over. Have you ever felt this way? Unfortunately…I have. "

Chapter 1

"One Shot One Love"

Clasko POV:

I really wouldn't define myself as an "angry, troubled" individual. I was hurt. Ignoring the countless shoves, and doing my best to find alternate routes to class wasn't enough. Today was my day. My day of retribution, and every one would soon know it.

Tidus and Shuyin Landes. Need I say more? Both idiots. I don't know how many times I had prayed that they would disappear one day, and never come back, but that's never going to happen. I've only known the brothers since eighth grade, and there actually was a time where I looked up to both of them. What the hell was I thinking? I still kick myself. Well that surely was a lesson learned. I've heard that their dad drinks a lot, and beats them. That doesn't give them a reason to push others around to make them feel better about themselves...right? Pathetic if you ask me. How many times have you embarrassed me this year Tidus? Haven't you laughed your pain away yet! Everyone laughs at you like you're a damn comedian! Don't you worry, because the only one laughing today will be me.

I gripped my bag tightly as I ascended the school's stairs into the courtyard. I knew they would be waiting, they waited every morning. Never missed a day. It just never gets old. I just want to be…left alone.

"Well…well…well. If it isn't Clasko Allyns. You're here early! We were willing to wait another half hour for you!" Tidus chuckled arrogantly placing his palm atop his brother's shoulder. I wanted to pull the trigger so badly. I couldn't bring my finger to do so, and ended up giving them one last chance for redemption.

"Oh Tidus! Do you have to bother him today? I mean if the Dean finds you starting trouble—"Rikku, enough." Shuyin cut her off with much authority, now returning his smile toward me mockingly.

"So, Clasko!" Tidus began enthusiastically, "Vanilla or chocolate?" Tidus concluded now holding two containers of pudding in each of his palms. I took a step back, begging Yevon to just spare me this one-day of humiliation.

"Hey, Tidus let's not do this today. You just got in trouble yesterday. Two days in a row? That's too much man." Gippal added. He was just as bad. Always shoving me to the ground after school hours, or up against my locker for everyone to see. I really wish the reason that they were trying to stop Tidus…was because they cared. Yea, right. They were just looking out for him...things never change.

"Vanilla it is!" Tidus chuckled annoyingly before I felt its cool texture topple my head, and down my face and back. A few students who had noticed turned their glares to laughter. It was so fucking funny right! Shuyin, and Tidus laughed to themselves, while tearing away the lid to the chocolate container. Another spill flowed down my shirt rather icily. My bag slipped away from my hands embarrassedly, and I could feel my face inflaming into a bright red. Looking down to my bag I noticed the handle of my gun had been sticking out, nobody seemed to notice. They were too busy clutching their sides from laughter. They had their chance. Quickly bending down to retrieve it, I tucked it safely into my arms before sprinting away into the school's main foyer. There was no running home to change, no calling out sick with the nurses office, because today…today…right here is where I wanted to be.

One shove too many...one push too far. How strong is the human body to sustain such a blow? There will always be that line...the line that should never be crossed, and when it is...there is no going back. Everybody has their breaking points...everybody.

Tidus POV:

Elma Cathierna. The most optimistic seventeen years old girl that Spira will probably ever lay eyes on. I've known her since kindergarten. The spunky brown haired, browned eyed girl who always made it an objective to sit in the front row of every class. I'm not sure why he chose her exactly? She never wronged anybody, never in her entire life had she ever done harm to a single soul. Why her? Why did it have to be like this? It's not right. It wasn't fair. She hasn't even had the chance to explore Spira yet like she carried on about many countless times. I don't even think I can recall one moment when she wasn't schooling the Albhed in there own excavating techniques. I guess that's just Elma for you though.

I laid my back up against the wall where I held her weak body in my arms. Her head slouched downwards, and I could feel that she was no longer breathing. I wanted this nightmare to end. All of it. I wanted Elma to come back. I just wanted things to be the way they were up until today. My hands trembled recklessly as I used what little bit of strength I had left to pull Elma up further atop my chest, her head resting beneath my chin.

"Elma…" I whispered, my voice a bit shaky as I set my glare across the hall toward another set of empty eyes before me.

"Elma…why don't you just wake up Elma? I wont… I wont be mad at you for giving up. Just wake up. I know your strong… just wake up. Okay?" I spoke softly into her ear with little hope that it would actually work. Warm liquid began to seep its way through my shirt, and on the floor around me. She wasn't coming back. No longer would she invite me over for her mom's lasagna on Friday nights…no longer would she help me out with my Algebra homework the night before the test…no longer would I see her head bobbing up and down from the front row as she took notes that I would eventually copy anyways…no longer.

"Tidus! What the hell are you doing!? Lets get the fuck out of here!" I turned my head to see Gippal stumbling around the corner, throwing himself back against the wall as his eyes set to Elma's.

"El…Elma…no…" He stuttered out, before easing his body away from the wall, "Tidus…I know Elma was one of your best friends…shit, she was a good friend to us all…but right now we have to go…like now." I shook my head violently, gripping her body into my embrace. I wasn't going to let her go, not now…not ever. She was my damn friend! She needed me right now! She needed me more then ever! How could I just run away? How the hell could I just leave her like that!

"Tidus…it isn't safe, we have got to get the hell out of here! What the fuck are you doing? Do you want to die too—

A nearby gunshot sounded from a few halls over, causing him to jerk his head around nervously. I'm not going to lie. I was scared as shit, but I couldn't bring myself to leave Elma. I couldn't leave her alone like this. I just…couldn't.

"Listen Tidus," Gippal began now peering around the corner cautiously, bringing his voice to a mere whisper, "I don't want to drag you out of here…but I will. Let go of Elma, and follow me. I know another way out of the school through the back. If you want we'll come back for Elma…all right man? So can we please go…like now…" Gippal continued before charging toward me. To say he was strong would be an understatement. He curled his fist into my jacket before pulling me to my feet. Elma slipped slowly away from my chest, and looking back I could see her... resting there in her very own blood. A tear streamed alongside my face as I said goodbye one last time. Gippal tugged harder at my jacket, a slight notion to quicken my pace. I did. My legs pushed into the marble floor as hard as my body would allow. Sweat furrowed my brow, and my calve muscles tightened in agony. I was exhausted as hell. A few of the halls were littered with corpses, stumbling over their bodies was a feat, but I strained my eyes sternly upon their faces. Looking for anybody else I knew.

"Please! Please don't kill me! Please I don't want to die!" A girl yelled about the corner, but it was too late to slow our speedy acceleration to a complete stop. We turned the corner. Gippal tugged at my sleeve to turn around whispering, "Hurry…we'll find another way." I couldn't move. I wouldn't move. Not this time. I was pissed. I was sick of fucking running around in circles.

"Leave her the fuck alone Clasko!" I yelled angrily, not sure of whether that was the best decision. I mean…he had a fucking gun! His face was hot red as he turned to look at me evilly. His free hand lifted to the girl's neckline, choking her slowly against the lockers, while raising the gun toward me, until I could see clearly down it's barrel. I looked aside it but for a moment to witness the girl. I didn't know her that well, but I knew enough to recognize it was Dona Sandrino.

"Well if it isn't Mr. Popular! Tidus Landes! Bravo…thought I was going to have to track you down!" He was so arrogant. Every time I look at him…I can't help… but see Elma.

"Your pathetic! You know that! —"Shut the fuck up Tidus! Shut up! Did you forget who is holding the gun! I am! So you listen to me!" I couldn't deny it. He did hold the gun, and could pop one of those bullets in me at any time, but he wanted to wait.

"Do you think you're funny? Bullying other people for your own amusement…do you find that interesting—"Your sick you know that—"I said shut the fuck up!" He yelled again, and Gippal froze in place aside me. His heavy boots had not moved since Clasko had raised his gun. He was scared. Hell, I was scared shitless, not knowing whether the next moment I'd be dead or not.

"How many times Tidus? How many times did you laugh at me? How many times did you pull your stupid pranks when I just wanted to be left alone! I just wanted to stay alone!" He continued yelling, waving the gun casually before my face. Turning his attention back to the Dona, who continually struggled against him, smashed the handle across her face.

"You laughed bitch didn't you! Oh, Tidus you're so fucking hilarious! Making fun of other people! Enough is enough!" I was a bit startled when he hit Dona; as a matter of fact I took a step forward, and before remembering once again I could do nothing, halted any thoughts of retribution. Gippal's fists curled. We hated seeing Dona so helpless, struggling back to her feet, gripping her face tightly in pain. Guys could raise as many hands to one another as they liked, but they crossed the line if they ever hit a girl. Clasko quickly looked back, his pale lips quivering in anger.

"It's over Tidus. I will kill anyone who has ever laughed at me. It will never end…not until everyone of you bastards is dead." He replied calmly now cocking the gun back, pressing the barrel to the Dona's forehead tightly. She shut her eyes tightly, waiting for the end to come. Her body recoiled closer against the wall, wanting to move away, wanting to fade away right through it. A tear slipped gently from her wet eyelash, and she tried her best to silence her sobs. I couldn't bare it any longer. If this started because of me then I would end it! Right here right now! I lunged forward, pushing his arm aside. Shocked at this sudden approach released a bullet with the ease of the trigger. It went straight through the locker aside Dona's face, and I could see Gippal grabbing her quickly away.

"Quick run!" He yelled as I saw her fade from view around the corner. She would be safe now at least. It was an intense struggle, and I couldn't seem to get a grip on the handle. My sweaty palms slipped to and fro. His arms rose, and a few shots went wildly into the air. Gippal took cover aside the corner of the wall, I heard a few yells his way, but at the moment paid no attention to what he was saying.

"Give it up Tidus! I will fucking kill you all!"

"Your fucking crazy if you think I will ever let you take another one of my friends! You bastard!" I pushed him alongside the wall; nearly punching the window out, pushing off the wall he used his body weight to slam me back up against the lockers. Nearly taking the breath out of me, I could barely hold onto the gun's handle.

"Tidus! She is fucking dead! She's dead!" Gippal yelled. I really wanted to know what the hell he was screaming about, but I couldn't lose focus…I couldn't let him kill another person. I had to get this gun away from him.

"Give it up Tidus! I'll even let you choose where you want your bulle—

Silence consumed the hall with a final shot. Warm liquid gushed atop my hand. Clasko fell forward, holding onto my shoulders, his nails embedding themselves into my flesh. I couldn't help but push him warily away. He fell back, clutching his side, blood oozing through, and between his fingers. He looked to me tiredly, his green eyes piercing through me.

"I…just…just wanted…to be…alone…" He whispered softly barely audible enough for me to hear, a tear slipping away from his eye. I glanced down…I was still holding the gun in my hand. I looked back up to Clasko; his eyes were open set on mine. He didn't blink…his chest that had been heaving so heavily before was now perfectly still. He was dead…I...I had killed him. I really didn't know what to think, but I threw the gun away from my hands, drenched in blood it trailed down the hallway. I had to get this blood off of me…his blood. I rubbed my hands against jeans harshly, shaking my head in attempt to derail the memory from its track. I placed my hand against the locker, assisting me to stand. I stumbled a few steps back, still unable to look away from his solemn, cold, green stare. I turned my body quickly away, only to stand still, my feet unable to move. Gippal's face pressed into the shirt of yet another victim, he clenched her sleeves helplessly sobbing endlessly into its texture. I edged nearer to get a closer look, and for a moment I thought it may have been Dona, and she hadn't made it...I was wrong.

"Gip…Gippal…" He turned up to me vehemently. Quickly lunging to his feet, slamming me aimlessly against the wall.

"You killed her Tidus! You shot her! You shot her!" My eyes widened as Gippal yelled spitefully into my face. I turned to see her lying atop the floor. Sweat still evident along her brow.

"When you were fighting Clasko! When the gun went off! Tidus! Tidus she's fucking dead man!" Gippal screamed angrily, tears evident in his eyes. "I couldn't stop her! I…I didn't see her! I couldn't fucking stop her man!" Gippal gripped my shirt tightly, falling to his knees in regret, "I didn't see her coming…Tidus…you killed her…" Gippal's voice softened, and his pain seared through me as her visage became clear with Gippal's collapse. She had been running, looking for an exit, trying to escape like the rest of us. I remembered Gippal screaming to me moments after the shots had been fired into the air, but couldn't quiet recall his words until now.

"Tidus! It's Lenne! You shot her! She's dead!

"Lenne…"

(A/N) Okay! Tell me what you thought! I was really just bored! LoL! So…yea, tell me if you would like me to finish it, or keep working on it…I'm rather unsure myself! Well I hoped you enjoyed, and if not…then I guess just tell me what I should improve on! It was my first time with first person…so please…be gentle! Thanks for reading as always! Review please!