Numbness… she found that her life was no longer hers, along with every choice and decision that she was faced with, all of that was no longer under her control. Each day she awoke to a life she didn't know any longer, and each moment of it she stared through somebody else's eyes… or at least it seemed that way now.

She was sick of it, so tired of being out of control of what should be "her" life, and "her" decisions. It was darker now, the sun had slipped behind a tall building in its decent from the sky, causing a long dark shadow to be cast across the rooftop she now stood on. Making her way to the edge, she convinced herself that nobody cared, nobody loved her, and that nobody would miss her.

She peered down at the alley below. Dark, empty, much like the way she felt. She never used to be like this, no, she was once full of life, very much alive, but now she felt dead, a part of her had died, and she had never been the same. Her life was just too much to bear anymore. She took a half step forward, looking toward the sky, she sighed and held her breath as she took one final step forward.

The air rushed in her ears as she fell, closing her eyes, she prepared for the pain that was sure to come.

Suddenly a face flashed before her eyes, someone she hadn't thought about in a very long time, somebody she had shut out of her life, someone she loved and that she was pretty sure still loved her, and she was sure didn't want her to end her life. She felt a sudden pang of regret and she opened her eyes. She looked up when suddenly her silver necklace caught on a pipe on the side of the building she had just jumped off of. All she felt was searing pain as the necklace cut into her neck, bruising it and leaving her gasping and gagging. She clawed desperately at her necklace as she dangled helplessly from the pipe. Tears formed in her eyes when the necklace suddenly snapped, causing her to fall only about 4 or 5 feet down before she landed on her back, knocking the wind out of her, or what wind she had left.

She lay there gasping, her oxygen-starved lungs desperately searching for air. Her vision blurred with tears as she cried silently to herself.

'I don't want to die… not now… not like this…' she thought to herself. She was scared now, terrified of the pain of dying. She expected to die quickly, with no pain and no suffering. Her vision was blurry and she felt her body slowly relaxing. She didn't want to die, not now…

He nimbly leapt down from the rooftop he was running on, gliding through the air he landed and stumbled.

'Damn, I keep forgetting that I'm not as young as I used to be…' he thought. He walked over to the ledge of the building and dropped onto a platform that was just below him. He looked down and saw a body. He immediately saw a body. He froze; it looked to be a young woman. He rushed down the stairs and jumped. Grabbing a pipe he slid down until he was close enough to jump to the ground. He walked over to the woman who lay sprawled out on the pavement before him. He noticed that her neck was bruised and had several cuts. She was gasping and he noticed that tears were streaming down her cheeks. Her brown hair was draped over her face slightly. He walked closer and kneeled down, he noticed her vision was unfocused. She suddenly looked to him, just noticing that he was there.

"P-please… I don't… want to die…" she gasped. She was fighting to stay conscious, and each moment she grew weaker and weaker. He saw her wince as a wave of pain hit her. He felt his heart sink, but he noticed, that even in her state, her eyes burned with a sudden will to live, a sudden hope… he realized that she was looking at him that way, like… he was her hope.

He scooped her up ever-so-carefully, causing her to groan.

"Sorry…" he mumbled. As he looked down at her, his eyes met her brown ones.

"What's your name?" he asked quietly, trying to calm her with a soothing voice.

"Amy… my name's… Amy…" she whispered softly. He nodded.

"I'm Mercury… but you can call me Merc."

"That's a nice name…" she whispered. He couldn't help but smile. Amy groaned again as a wave of pain swept over her once more. He quickened his pace as she gripped his shirt tighter.

"It's going to be okay Amy… it's going to be okay…"