(in the museum in the park)
Chloe POV:
I heard a quick, ear piercing bang. Then another, and another. I started to fall back as the pain took over my body. I saw the woman with the gun turn around and leave just as the room disappeared. Then I heard the doors smash open and the sound of a familiar voice. Brian.
Brian POV:
I told her that if she wasn't out in ten minutes, I was going in after her. But I stopped staring down at my watch the moment I heard it. A gunshot. Then two more. I panicked and ran in the moment I heard it. When I smashed the door open, I saw what I was dreading since she went into the museum. Chloe was lying on the stairs. Bullet holes in her shirt and blood pouring out. I ran over to her and tried to wake her.
"Chloe wake up! I love you, I love you Chloe!" I nearly shouted as tears started to roll down my face. I started to think that this really was the end for her, but to my surprise her eyes opened.
"Brian" she whispered, as if she had heard what I just said. I couldn't help it. I leaned in to kiss her. She hesitated at first, but then she put her hand on the back of my head and gently pulled me closer. Then suddenly she pulled away, leaving me wanting more. She gasped in horror and I wondered why. Why was she always so hesitant to kiss me, and why did she pull away? Then she started to disappear right before my eyes.
Chloe POV:
"No!" I said as I realized what happened. He kissed me. He's going to die! I saw his eyes start to close and his body became limp.
"No! No Brian, don't die! I love you! Stay with me! Brian!" I shouted as I tried to wake him, but it was no use. The warmth was already draining from his body. He laid lifeless across my lap as I leaned over him and sobbed.
Alek POV:
As I walked down the hallway to the apartment, I saw that the door was cracked open a bit, and I started to worry. I opened the door and saw Zane standing in the middle of the room. But then I saw where he was looking. Down at the floor. Where Valentina and Jasmine laid, unconscious.
"I'm going to kill you." I said, truly meaning every word.
"That's no way to speak to a brother!" Zane said. That cannot be true. I can't be related to this lowlife. I punched him in the face as hard as I possibly could, knocking the wind out of him, and tossing him to the ground on the other side of the room. He started to get up and he charged at me. I dodged him at the last second, spun around and grabbed him by the neck in a headlock. With one hard twist, I could snap his neck and kill him. He looked up at me with a deranged look.
"You couldn't possibly have the heart to kill your own brother!" he said in a childlike voice, trying to guilt me out of it. It didn't work.
"I am not related to you in any way. Want to know why? Because I would never turn against my own race!" I screamed at him, then grabbing his head and yanking his neck around until I heard a loud crunch, and his body went limp. I let him fall to the floor with a loud thump as I ran over to Valentina and Jasmine. I checked for a pulse, it was slow, but they both had one, and both were breathing shallowly. I grabbed the nearest phone and called the only healers I knew in San Francisco. They dropped everything and rushed over. They were here within ten minutes. After Valentina and Jasmine were stabilized on IV's and antidotes for the poison darts, the healers told me that they would watch them, and to go find Chloe. Chloe, I almost forgot! She was at home alone tonight. I immediately ran out the door.
I got to Chloe's house, but she wasn't there. I told her not to go out without calling me! I was frustrated, I couldn't believe she keeps going out unsupervised! And after all that has happened to her! I saw her laptop on her desk and I checked her messages, maybe that would give me a clue where to find her. I saw a message that said it was from her dad. How long have they been communicating? What if it's not really him? I knew I was going to have a serious talk with her later. I saw a message from her dad telling her to meet him tonight, at "Hannah's last stop". What did that mean? I saw a piece of colored paper with the drawings of a child on it, a picture of a girl at the cable car museum in the park. That's where I would check first.
Chloe POV:
Just when my tears ran dry, the door of the museum smashed open. Alek. His face was always comforting to see, but then he started to look mad, and then the questions began.
"What happened? Are you ok? Why is Brian here? Did your dad actually show up? Did he do this to you? Why didn't you call me before you came here?" I couldn't handle it, after what had just happened. Then once again my eyes were flooded and I leaned over sobbing.
"Are you ok?" Alek asked in a soft voice, as his anger suddenly disappeared. He came over to me, sat down next to me, and saw that Brian was dead.
"I'm so sorry." He said, looking me in the eyes, and I could tell he actually meant it. He lifted Brian's body off my lap and gently placed him on the floor, and returned to my side. I wrapped my arms around him and buried my head in his shoulder. We stayed like that for a minute, before I pulled away a bit and explained everything that happened.
"You lost another life?" he asked, knowing the answer, but not wanting to accept it. I just nodded and leaned over to hug him.
"Have your wounds healed yet?" he asked, and then I remembered. I still had three bullets lodged in my chest. He watched, and winced, and I extended my claws, and carefully pulled out each bullet from its hole. The stabbing, gut wrenching pain returned as I slid each bullet out, tears starting to flow once again. Once I was done, I retracted my claws and watched the bullet holes close up quickly, right before my eyes, but I still felt very sore. No matter how many times this ever happens to me, I know I will never really get used to it. Man, dying sucks.