A/N: Hi! Um, thank you to everyone who has read the first chapter! Oh, I just wanted to say that I changed it from past tense to present tense - I don't know if it's that big of a deal, but I just wanted to point that out. … I have nothing else to say… I think. :)

Chapter 2:

Me + Guy From Versus = End-less arguments, BLOODSHED, death threats… did I mention BLOODSHED?

"You're the-"

"Guy-"

"Chick-"

"From VERSUS!"

I back away, leaning against the door, staring him down. I know, I know, I should probably be focusing on the crowd of Majini trying to kill me, but, I think a bigger threat is standing right in front of me.

"Chris" is a bit taller than me, but probably around the same age as me. He has one of those arrogant faces, and even now, he is smirking at me.

"Well, this is interesting," he says smugly, and I notice suddenly he has a TMP in his hands.

"Where'd you get that?" I ask. "You didn't… get it from that box, right?"

He smiles. "If you mean the case in the Public Assembly area, then yeah, I did. Got a problem with it?"

I suddenly lash out at him. "Idiot! What the hell is wrong with you! Now Chris and Sheva have to kill the execution with only two handguns! And I think you and I know how hard that is! It's, like, suicide!"

The guy only shrugs. "Calm down. Jesus, I just saved your life. A bit more gratitude would be more fitting."

I glare at him again. "Whatever. I would kill you right now if I could. If this was versus-"

"-I'd probably kick your ass, again," the guy cuts in, laughing.

… That's unfortunately true. Damn him.

I shake my head and suddenly hear the Majini retreating. Either they were going to enter the shop from a different entrance or go and execute the butcher…

I'm sorry, but the second choice is preferable.

"I was able to barricade the other entrances," the guy says. "They won't be coming in."

"Oh…" I said. "Well, um…" I bite my lip and sigh. "Thanks."

The guy raises an eyebrow. "Warming up are we?"

"Don't push it," I mutter.

He nods. "Sure whatever. Anyway, question is, why the hell are we both here?"

I shrug. "My guess is as good- no, wait, slightly better than yours. I died, and now I'm condemned in hell with you."

"Ouch," he chuckles. "Bitchy attitude, much? You make a lousy first impression."

Asshole.

"You don't come high and mighty in my thoughts, either," I say, pursing my lips.

"Yeah? Well, as of right now, you come off as a highly demanding, sensitive girl who can't take a joke. And you know what? People like that just tick me off," he counters, his voice taking on a slightly irritated tone.

… Blood will be shed.

"Excuse me?" I shout. "Well… you, um, are just an arrogant dick who has a problem… with… um.."

Comebacks are always a fail for me.

He laughs arrogantly. "See? Very sensitive. At least I take your insults with a smile."

"If- if I had a glass of water, and you were dying of thirst, I would dump it on the floor!" I say angrily.

"If you were the last girl on earth, I'd shoot myself."

"If you were the last guy on earth, I'd kick you in the balls!"

"Yeah? If I had a choice to save a zombie or you from being shot, I'd save the zombie!"

"So would I!"

"Idiot!"

"Hard-headed!"

"I HATE YOU-"

"Damn! Shut up, will you?"

We both look to see a Majini glaring at us, holding a club. He yells something in Majini.

"Wait," "Chris" says. "Didn't you just say damn?… And shut up? You guys can't talk English, right…?"

I cock my head slightly. "Can you?"

The Majini dude breaks out in a sweat, then yells out, "We been found out! Seize them!"

From behind us, rush three guys, and they all bowl "Chris" over. I look to where they had come from: the place where Chris and Sheva had exited the shop after getting their guns.

I stand there, somewhat paralyzed.

"Chris" grunts in pain; a Majini had hit him with a club. "The hell are you doing?" he yells. "Do something!" Blood starts to flow down his face.

I try talking, but my vocal chords are struck. All I can see is a line of blood trickling down the side of his face from the blow…

I suddenly feel a sharp hit on the back of my neck, and I crash to the ground. The last thing I see is "Chris's" mouth opening and his hand reaching out…

"… Hey."

"…"

"Wake up."

"…Why..? I'm tired… five more minutes…"

"I'm not your mom! WAKE UP!"

I jolt up, my ear throbbing. "Oww, you could be a little quiet-" I turn, literally, face-to-face with "Chris". I feel my face heat up, and I try moving away, but to no avail.

We are tied up, leaning up against a wall.

"Hello, Miss Sunshine," "Chris" almost yawns. I immediately notice his scar.

Without meaning to, I blurt out, "Oh! You're okay! Thank goodness, I

thought-" I bit my lip and avert his gaze.

"Yeah," he begins, "though in this situation, I don't really think we're either okay or-"

"You know what I mean," I sigh and pause. "About earlier, I…"

"Save it," he says, stopping me. "I know what you meant. It's fine, and anyway, you're pretty interesting. You go from hating a guy to- 'OMG, are you okay?'" He makes a face and starts laughing.

Way the ruin the moment, Wonder Boy.

I grit my teeth. "Any feelings of concern I might have had went right down the drain…"

"Concern about me is very unnecessary," the guy says. "What you should be concerned about is our current situation."

I look around, taking in our, should I mention, familiar, surroundings for the first time. We are in a small room, with two doors. It's like in was in the game, only a lot less bodies…

"This is where Chris and Sheva find all of the BSAA mean dead after fighting… Uroboros…" I whisper.

I can already imagine the screams.

"Yeah, it must have not happened yet… I guess we'll be the first victims!" he laughs.

"You are so aggravating, Chris!" I say suddenly.

He raises an eyebrow. "Chris?"

I flush. "I mean, we never properly introduced ourselves, did we? Um, my name's Abbey…"

The guy pauses. Then, "Name's Chase." I see him smile a little. "Okay, now that introductions are out of the way, how do you propose we get out?"

I think a second. I'm never good at figuring out puzzles, I'll admit, or just ways to get out of a bad situation.

That's what cheat guides are for, people.

Chase nudges me. "There, we could use that bottle on the table to cut this rope."

I see what he's talking about. "Alright. Now, how do we get there-"

Chase suddenly shoves me forward, and we fall, thudding to the floor.

Well, this is awkward.

"You could've at least me move first," I hiss, very aware of his body's pressure on mine.

"Don't give me that 'Ladies First' crap," he says. I can tell he's smiling. "This is actually a very comfortable position…"

I suddenly flip over, and our positions are reversed. "Okay, now, how do we get back up…?" I ask to myself, blocking out Chase.

"Oh, being on top is what you like?' Chase smirks.

Great.

"Just help me get up," I blurt, flustered. "Just move a little to the right-"

"No, you move to the right, and I'll-"

"Oww, stop, you're crushing my arm! Geez, just move to the right, for Christ's sake!"

"Jesus, stop squirming!"

"You-"

We are cut off by moaning, followed by unearthly shrieks.

A body flies into the room and slams against the wall. The head is missing.

A squirming tentacle follows, and it goes up to the body before it seems to notice Chase and I. I hold my breath as it slithers towards us. The tentacles tip touches the rope, and I try not to scream as it slithers upwards, towards our faces-

"Watch out!"

There are multiple bursts of gunfire and the tentacle retracts, flinging madly. It thrashes around, and a boot stomps on it. After another round of gunfire, the tentacle is torn in half, the cut off part dissolving in a puddle of blood and other things I'd rather not dwell on.

"You kids alright?"

A hand holding a knife comes forward, and we look up into the face of one of the BSAA men. He looks familiar, but I can't place his name…

"DeCha-" Chase begins, but I nudge him slightly, knowing he is about to say DeChant.

Better to leave these things unsaid.

Chase clears his voice. "Yeah, we're fine, thanks."

I nod.

DeChant, yes, that is his name, nods, and starts to untie us. With a small pop, the ropes are broken, and I stumble away from Chase. I feel sore all over, and now, I really can feel the blow from earlier on my neck.

This sucks.

DeChant opens his mouth to say something, when there is a crash. He looks sternly at us. "Go! Get out of here!"

My eyes widen. "No, but-"

Chase roughly grabs my arm. "C'mon, Abbey!"

DeChant nods hurryingly. Another crash shakes the room. Another BSAA member is hurled through the door, and I can hear his scream of pain…

"Abbey!" Chase starts to pull me toward the other door, and I put up little resistance. All I can see are the dead bodies, and all I can hear are the tortured screams.

Before going out the door, I can see DeChant, pulling out his walkie-talkie, yelling, "DeChant, here, DeChant here! We need backup, I repeat! We need-"

His voice is cut off by a scream, and I close my eyes, and suddenly, I start screaming too.

Chase slaps a hand over my mouth, and I sob as he drags me away from the carnage.

Somehow, he is able to get me into the elevator, which I give him credit for. All I'm doing is screaming and trying to get away from him.

We stumble out of the elevator and into the main room where Chris and Sheva first encounter Uroboros. There are two BSAA men, unlocking the door.

One turns around and sees us. "Why are the kids still here?"

"Get out of here!" The other guy says, pointing to the open door.

Chase nods and we start to run towards the door, when a tentacle slithers out from one of the vents and grabs Chase.

I immediately switch into defensive mode and keep a firm grasp on Chase's hand, screaming, "Chase!"

He is struggling, and the two BSAA men start firing at the tentacle. The tentacle thrashes around, dropping Chase.

He drops onto me, and I check immediately to see if he's hurt.

"I'm fine," he says, slapping away my hand.

I can only nod, and I help him up.

Suddenly, one of the BSAA men throws a handgun to Chase, who quickly catches it. The BSAA guy yells, "Get out! HURRY!"

Chase starts running, but I am frozen. I can't leave- my stupid conscious knows that when I do, those men will die-

The tentacle suddenly makes a straight path for me, and shoots through the air.

My eyes widen, and I start to shield my face-

And blood splatters my face.

Not my blood, though.

The man who had given Chase the gun is standing in front of me, one of his arms gone. With any life he has left, he weakly says, "… get… away…"

His lifeless body hits the floor, and that's when adrenaline kicks in. I bolt from the scene, and join Chase at the door. He roughly pushes me inside before I can stupidly do anything else.

We slam the door shut, and I start to sit down, when Chase nudges me up. "We need to get farther away!"

I realize I can still hear the screams.

We run for the second elevator and press up.

I slump to the floor, breathing heavily. I curl up, eyes wide. "This… this can't be… happening.-"

"Well it is," Chase says rather brusquely. But I can tell he's shaken too.

The door suddenly opens, and one of the Majini who had captured us barrels through the doors, screaming in Majini.

I jolt up, and narrowly dodge his axe. I push past him.

The Majini takes no notice of me and knocks Chase over again.

Chase looks at me, yelling, "Don't you dare-"

But my defensive mode is gone. I start to run, anyway. Call me a coward later. I don't notice the other three Majini standing, and I literally fall into the arms of one. I shriek, and jump over one of the jeeps. I climb a stack of boxes and get to the very top. Below, I can hear gunfire.

One Majini follows me, and I stumble in my haste to get away.

The Majini rushes me, and I scream, kicking him. He teeters on the edge of one box, then topples down, the box following him. I hear a thud, and, oh God, a sickening crunch.

I know he's dead, but I can't bear to look down.

"Abbey!"

Chase's voice rouses me, and I slide down the boxes.

Chase is being pinned to the ground by two of the four Majini. The other two are dead.

I see the handgun laying on the ground, so I lunge for it.

My hands shake violently as I try to aim at the first Majini's head. My hand won't pull the trigger, though, tears blur my vision, and I start to lower the gun-

"ABBEY!"

It happens in a flash; I fire three times and the two Majini are dead.

I drop the gun, feeling vomit build up in my throat. It's burning, and brings more tears to my eyes.

Chase sits up, breathing heavily, and looks at me. He sighs and smiles. "Holy shit. You shot with your eyes closed; not bad. You're a pretty good shot."

I just shake my head, and bury my head in my arms. "I just want to go home…" I whisper.

What happened to me? A few days ago, I would've given everything to fight off zombies and kill some Ganados… but now…

"You and me both," Chase says. "Don't worry." I feel his hand on my shoulder. "We'll get out of this."

Cheesiness- the way to my heart, definitely.

I can't hold back the tears anymore. "God, I hate you," I half-cry, half-laugh.

"The feeling is mutual," Chase laughs.

And, for some inexplicable reason, I feel a little better.

Yay for cheesy lines! XD

Thanks for reading.