"Caine, for the last time, leave me alone!" Diana yelled at Caine, furious. Caine stared at her, hurt. He didn't move.

"I said," she muttered through gritted teeth, "piss off."

Caine turned and walked out of Diana's bedroom, almost robotically. Her words stung him like salt on a flesh wound. But this was worse than a flesh wound. This felt like... words couldn't describe quite how he felt. He supposed the best description would be that he was dying inside.

In a trance-like mode, he walked straight out the huge, intimidating back doors of Coates Academy, and onto the shooting range Drake had set up. He picked up the gun the boy had left on the floor and held it to his head.

"This is for you, Diana," he whispered. Then he shot.

Diana heard the bang from her room. It's probably Drake, she thought halfheartedly. But a small part of her disagreed with this. Something was unnerving her. She couldn't place the feeling, but something didn't feel right.

Sighing, she rose from her bed and headed toward the sound. It was in the courtyard.

The closer she got to the source of the sound, the more she thought it was Drake. Just Drake, she kept telling herself. But that minor part of her still nagged at her, arguing that whatever it was, it wasn't good.

And by God was it right.

When she stepped through the threshold of Coates, she saw a body on the freshly-mowed grass. A body that looked all-too familiar.

"CAINE!" The scream racked the walls of the school, and kids came out, shaken. That scream would haunt them for a long while; she could see it in their eyes.

Although she was no longer paying attention to them. Nor was she paying attention to the world around her. The only thing she was paying attention to was the prone body of the boy she loved in front of her.

The last thing she remembered was a bunch of men in white suits taking her away, forcing her into a tight, white jacket - although they didn't really have to try very hard; she was no longer resisting - and locking her in a white padded cell.

The last thing she heard was the key turn in the lock.