A shootout at the mall kills 10 and injures another 14, Miley being one of them. Will her secret die…along with her?

'Okay, which one? This one…or this one?' Miley Stewart asked her brother and her two best friends as she held up two dresses.

'Miles…you've held up the same dress 5 times now, just take that one. It's obviously that's the one you want.' Jackson said, trying to keep his cool.

'But this one has ruffles!' Miley complained.

Lilly pointed towards the changing room. 'Just go try it on, Miley!' she said, playing with her best friend. Miley brightened up. 'Yay!' she said, rushing off to the changing room.

Oliver and Jackson shook their heads. Girls could be so difficult. 'Lilly!' came Miley's voice from a changing room. Lilly went off to check on her best friend. She came out a few seconds later.

'She doesn't like either of them.' She said, laughing a little. 'Anyway, I gotta get going. Oken, you coming?' Oliver shrugged his shoulders and followed her out of the mall. Jackson sighed. Now he was on his own. And he was bored. Suddenly he heard screaming. Jackson looked around to see someone with a gun pointed at a three-year-old. The gun went off and the little girl dropped to the ground, blood spreading in a pool around her. His eyes widened and he ran over, where people were gathering. He took a T-Shirt off a shelf and pressed it onto the wound, hoping to stop the bleeding.

Back in the changing room, Miley had just finished changing. She came out the small cubicle and brushed herself down. She swung her bag over her shoulder and started to walk in the direction where she thought Jackson had been but he wasn't there.

'Jackson? Jackson, where are you?' she said, looking around.

'Hold up there, little girlie.' Came an evil voice. Miley turned around to stare into the eyes of someone with a manic grin on his face. She screamed and started to run in the opposite direction, the man hot on her heels.

Jackson turned in the direction of another scream. He knew at once who it was.

'Miley!' he shouted. He gave the blood soaked T-Shirt to a woman and she took over his job. He got up from his kneeling position and ran in the direction of the scream. He looked around before Miley bashed into her brother with a squeal.

'He's…after…me.' She said, between breaths.

'Who? Who's after you, Miles?' Jackson said, grabbing Miley's shoulders and looking into her eyes. 'Him!' she screamed, pointing at the man running towards them, holding a gun.

'Oh, shit!' Jackson swore as he took Miley's wrist and started to run.

The man shot twice at the siblings but missed. Then Jackson hit a dead end and they both turned around, backing into the wall. The man heard footsteps behind and shot randomly, and the bullet hit a man in his forehead. Miley squealed as the man fell backwards. The man, called Ayden, aimed at Jackson and pulled the trigger. Miley jumped in front of her brother and the bullet hit her in the stomach. Ayden pulled the trigger again and another bullet hit her again, near the last wound. Then he ran off as Miley dropped to the floor and Jackson screamed her name. Her eyes closed as Jackson knelt down beside her.

'Miles? Please don't die. Please, God, don't let her die.'

Aww…poor Jackson, poor Miley. Next chap up soon!