Another Day, Another Monster

Chapter 3

"Mouth to Mouth"

As the small wretched mosters sprang, all Jet and Virginia could think was about eachother...

Oh man oh man! This is it! Jet thought to himself as literally time stopped for him to think. As if it really were happening he took a glance from Virginia. She was scared, he could tell. But then again, who couldn't? His bones seemed to rattle each time he thought about death. Then again, he had died before...except that really wasn't him. He peered one more glance at Virginia to see if-

She was looking at him back. Out of warning she suddenly turned her head back. It had seemed that the mosters had started to fight over which one took the first bite. Luckily, it gave Jet and Virginia a chance to have their little moment together before they feared that they would be eaten alive! Oh my god! Virginia gasped. He was staring at me! At that moment she felt her cheeks go red, and trust me it wasn't because she was upsidedown. Yet when she glanced at him back, she heard him yelp in pain and saw him get pulled under water, the belt buckle snapping off leaving Virginia defenseless. Virginia screamed as she saw his face disappear in the murky water. Determined she quickly dove into the water and reached out to see if she could grab hold of his arm. But Virginia grabbed something else. Something entirely different. Something coarse, scaly, slimy, and sharp. That was when she felt a sharp agonizing pain in her fingers. Something had bitten her!

Screaming in the water she used her legs to swim upward noticing that her breath was nearly out. She wasn't the best swimmer, and she was especially not the best breather when it came down to the pressure or panic of a life or death situation. Breathing out bubbles under the water, she could feel her legs grow weaker by the second, not to mention her inflicted finger that was stinging through her bones like putting lemon juice on an opened wound. And the salt water didn't seem to be helping either. As she swam to the surface with all of her might, again she felt the sharp pain, except that it was on her ankle. Looking down she saw atleast a dozen tiny sharp toothed fish swim at her, all connecting their teeth to her leg and shin. It was so painful that she actually felt a tear escape her eye although she was in saltwater, and she could already feel the water up against her cheek. In a frustrated growl she tried on many occasions to yank them off, yet they seemed to just be dragging her back down in the sea where there was no limit to its growth. Jet where are you! She cried thoughtfully as she punched one of them to get of her dress sending it flying towards the other fish. Then it came to her. The taste of blood. Her ankle and legs were bleeding effortlessly and sending it up one her nostrils letting her taste and smell the foul liquid. She tugged and tugged, but nothing seemes to work. Her breath was nearing its end.

Oh Jet! Please help me!

"Virginia!" Jet sprang out of the water, a ton of fish teething at his back and legs. Grabbing his ARMS he knocked a couple on the side of the head, a lot on its stomach and a few in the eyes. Most of them fell of his back and splashed back into their home and never came back, yet some seemed a little bit more stronger, digging their teeth deeper into his flesh. Wincing in the sudden pain he immedietely went beserk and started to shake uncontrollably hitting, kicking and screaming at all of the fish. Some of the fish in fear immedietely let go and dove back into the water and let him at peace. Sighing deeply that the fish were gone, he gently lifted up his torn up leg and gently put some healing potions on it. His back seemed to be fine. Although it was stinging like hell, it really wasn't that bad. But his leg...his leg was not a pretty sight.

He needed a doctor

Jet thought to himself, maybe Virginia can-

Jet stopped dead in his tracks. Virginia! Suddenly he splashed around, turning and swimming upward, looking underwater and basically, looking up at the sky.

Virginia wasn't there.

"Oh shit!" Jet cried and started to go everywhere he could find. "Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit! Virginia!" Jet cried and dove underwater, then back up, dove again then back up, he dove underwater, then back up. Doing this countless of times in many different places, he was still unable to find the girl he swore to protect no matter what the cost was. Abruptly, he started to hear a faint voice...

"Jet!"

Getting the water out of his ears, he listened once more.

"Jet! Is that you?" Jet nearly fainted. No, it couldn't have been him!

"Jet god damn it it's me!"

Jet refused to listen. If that was who he thought it was, and didn't have Virginia with him safe and sound, he knew for sure that he was a dead man. Virginia was his leader, how could you have a or even lead a team without a leader. Hearing the voice again, he for sure that he wasn't dreaming. He knew what the price was for letting his team leader die. But then again he really didn't want to be on the team anyways, so what the hell?

But he still couldn't help feeling guilty about losing his leader. He suddenly shook out the mental image squirming through his head.

Could androids even feel guilt?

"Must be cause I'm feeling it now." Jet said in a low frustrated voice.

"JJJJJJEEEEETTTT!" The voice rang out again.

"Arghhhhh! Godamnit Gallows I can hear you! My Gaurdians!" Jet bellowed across the sea, staring at the oaf himself.

Gallows swam up to Jet with Clive on his tail, knowing that Jet knew that they knew that he knew that they knew JET should be with Virginia.

Clive was the first to speak. Adjusting his glassed full of water, he examined Jet's facial expression blankly. "We're so glad that you're alright." Clive said gratefully giving Jet a light tap on his shoulder. When Clive noticed that Gallows didn't seem to be listening, Clive coughed eagerly and nudged him in the ribs. Gallows suddenly cried in pain.

"Clive! That hurt..." He then noticed Jet giving him an odd look, you know the one where it their one brow is quirked and they seemed to be confused...yeah, that kind of look. "Er- ahem...yeah so glad that you and Virginia are alright-"

Jet winced...he knew he saw it coming!

"Hey!" Gallows cried and took Jet by the shoulder where his bite was and was now causing him excruciating pain, "you're shoulder and back are a mess! You need a doctor man!" He looked up at him in pity which Jet ever so hated. He felt his anger rise to a boiling point, but then stopped. Hell, he needed a freaking doctor soon. Then he stopped once again yet very abruptly...Gallows hadn't noticed that Virginia was gone! Maybe if he made a run for it...

Wait...he was in water. 'Well...so much for my plan.' Jet shrugged and turned to peer at Clive who was swimming quite calmly by Gallows and listening to him jabber about how they're gonna get outta here. And Jet knew for sure what was coming next.

"Let's ask Virginia." Clive announced after Gallows had finished his pointless overview of their current situation which was clearly not helping. He turned to Jet quickly and smiled weakly...then after that split second of an aggrivated Jet, they finally noticed that something was wrong. Of course they looked at Jet no doubt. But it seemed they were too busy trying to find themselves a way outta this mess, that they completely forgot about their leader.

"Jet..." Clive started slowly looking down at the shaken yet stiff boy, "where's Virginia?" Suddenly that's when Gallows jumped in fright and started to swim around frantically not noticing that he knocked into Jet in the process. Forgeting about his question and whearabouts of their leader Clive turned to see Gallows grasping Jet's arm so tightly that he could almost see Jet's face turn purple.

"Get your hands off my arm you big oaf!" Jet snarled and shrugged Gallows away which earned him a hearty glare from the baskar himself. Rubbing his arm Jet glared right back. "You nearly blocked my blood to get to my brain!" Jet cried. "Do you know what that could do to my head! Huh! You're such an idiot Gallows!"

"It's a shame I didn't." Gallows retorted turning away from here. "And if something brushed your foot like it was some stuffed animal, or should i say "stuffed food" you would've done the same exact thing!" Jet merely rolled his eyes and continued to look absolutely irritated. But then, something hit him...Something brushed him? The fishes were gone, and he didn't see anything else, so that must mean...

"Virginia!" He cried as he dived into the murky waters leaving Gallows and Clive dumbfounded.

Clive exchanged a look from Gallows who was scratching his head. "Where is our leader anyway?" He asked Clive. "Did she get help or something?" When he saw Clive avert his eyes, Gallows gulped. "Is that a no?"

"Gallows," Clive answered calmly, "we're in the middle of nowhere! Of course Virginia didn't any help. There's nothing to help us out here." He then gestured his hand above his head to show him of their surroundings. Then Gallows gasped.

"THAT SON OF A BITCH!" Gallows bellowed. "WHAT DID HE DO TO HER! OOOOOOOO I'M SO GONNA KILL THAT KID! WHATEVER HAPPENED TO HER I'M GONNA BLAME IT ON JET!" His face started to turn a deep red as he got so frustrated it looked as if his head were about to explode. Clive was struck with the thought as well, but of course with Clive, he didn't get that easily frustrated.

"Hmm...we just noticed she was gone right when we decided to ask her what to do next." Clive thought thought and thought. "Why didn't we ask about her right when we got to this spot?" Then the past image appeared...They were so worried about what to do, they didn't notice anyone but themselves. "Gallows," Clive called to the angry Baskar who was still cussing about Jet, quickly stopped and turned to him and looked, "I suppose we are at fault as well."

"What!" Gallows gasped and felt his anger rising. "Why?" But before Clive could explain Jet exploded from the sea coughing and gacking as he held something in his arms. Clive and Gallows both looked.

"Virginia!" They both said in unison as the unconcious woman was in Jet's arms looking so pale, that even snow has more color. That meant...

"Is she dead?" Gallows asked, worry written all over his frantic face.

"I don't know." Jet snapped, his violet eyes wide open with anger (of course), frustration, coldness, surprisingly worry, and there was something else other than worry that none of the men knew that he could even feel.

And it was fear.

Putting a reassuring hand on Jet's shoulder Clive looked down at the wet angel before them. "Don't worry Jet." Clive said in hope. "We'll find a doctor soon." But little did they know, Clive had no idea what to do. But it seemed like the right thing to do to keep this boy from snapping. Jet looked at him with a blank face, not showing one thing but his cold heart.

"In case you haven't noticed Clive," Jet said coldly while postioning Virginia into a comfortable position, "we're in the middle of nowhere as you said before and Gallows. In my past experiences in these kinds of situations, i always just count my money, or pray if i survive, I'll be famous and get lots of money."

"Except this is different Jet." Clive said solemnly, but truthfully. Shaking his head, Jet only growled at his answer.

"Besides, how did you ever "overcome" your experiences?" Gallows questioned, a little bit of sarcasm clinging to his sentence.

"I dunno." Jet replied. "I've never been in one." This just made Gallows gape at him and having Jet smirk evily. Then he looked down at Virginia, and then to her chest. He sighed in relief.

Well...atleast she's breathing.

5 hours later...

The tide was getting a little calmer during the past few hours, which helped on the count that Gallows had anything but a strong stomach. Sometimes when the tide swaped them back and forth back and forth back and forth, it made Gallow's face turn green. Apparently it was amusing to the sulky punk making him chuckle absentmindedly as Gallows covered his mouth in pain and dizziness. Clive made the right decision to stay away from the both of them.

"Stop looking at me like that punk!" Gallows hissed as Jet continued to smirk at his lighted head.

"Looking at you like what?" Jet asked innocently, keeping his straight face on the whole time even though he just wanted to sneer and tell him what an idiot he looks like. But Jet kept his figure restrained.

"Arghhhh! Clive! A little help here? This punks messing with me!" Gallows yelled across to Clive who was floating about calmly looking around for any peice of land.

"Please you two stop fighting! It's bad enough when you guys even look at eachother." Clive sighed pressing the binoculars to his eyes trying to find atleast a sign of land.

Shoving Jet slightly, Gallows kept himself from jumping on him. This made Jet stare at him icily.

"What the hell?" Jet barked as he tried to keep Virginia from falling off of his arms. Composing his posture, he kicked Gallows underwater at his shin. Gallows howled in pain and started to rub his "soon to be" bruise.

"You shithead!" Gallows screamed and shoved Jet back some more. This time Jet held on to Virginia more tightly.

"Hello you bimbo!" Jet spat. "Holding Virginia here!"

"Virginia will understand." Gallows said quickly glancing at Virginia who was still knocked out. She was bleeding badly, but there was nothing the team could do about much. Clive wrapped her legs as best as he could and that stopped it from bleeding over. But it seemed like Jet and Virginia were in pretty bad shape. If they don't find land by the next hour or so, who knows? They could drown from exhaustion, or have Jet and Virginia bleed to death. And that was not what they wanted.

Before Gallows could lay another hand on Jet, Clive spalshed them soaking their bodies with icky saltwater. When they both started to glare they could see that the sniper was smiling gleefully.

"LAND LAND! I FOUND LAND!" Clive cried out in happiness splashing around. Gallows and Jet immedietely forgot about their mishap and celebrated as well.

"Finally." Jet let out an exhasperated sigh of relief. He was sore all over and he could use a little rest like Virginia as well. The tide had rocked so slowly to one place to another it seemed that they were never gonna get outta this mess.

"Did you see a town or buildings nearby?" Gallows asked in hope.

"Only one tall skinny building." Clive answered, looking slightly disappointed. "It kinda looked torn down, but I think we'll manage. Suddenly, they heard a long groan coming from behind them. When they looked behind them, they saw Jet staring into the distance.

"What's wrong?" Clive asked, trying to see what Jet was staring at.

"Look." Jet said gloomily pointing at the far right. And there in the distance was a huge wave rolling right toward them. A mini tsunami? Who knows. But what Jet knew was that thing could swallow them whole. What the hell? Now the tide is gonna go hostile on them?

"SWIM!" Gallows shouted and started to swim towards the strip of land laying out into the distance. Jet and Clive took his answer well and followed his example, Clive right at Gallow's tail and Jet slowly behind because of his exhaustion and that Virginia was on his shoulders.

The wave was right at their tail, and everytime they saw it, it seemed to be getting bigger, bigger, and bigger.

"We're not gonna make it!" Clive shouted as he could already smell the aroma of "death." As Jet turned his head along with Gallows all they could see was the wave crashing down on them.

And they were so close.

Jet awoke to the sound of the waves crashing against his face, his body unable to get up. That was until he noticed something peculiar. He didn't feel any water beneath him. Turning his head side to side he noticed he was laying on sand, the water rippling beside him the tide ceasing. Sitting up painfully slow, he turned around to see Gallows and Clive sprawled onto the beach, their chests panting heavily. They were alive, to Jet's disappointment, and they were safe.Apparently they were so close to their goal, the wave merely just quickened the pace for them not to mention the spliting headache Jet was now feeling. Now where was-

"Virginia!" Jet cried as he saw her plunged in the open sea not to far from the beach, her face shoved inside the water. Hearing Jet's cries Clive and Gallows woke up startled, and finally noticing that they were alive, and on land. As they happily got up, their smiles quickly faded as they saw Jet swim toward Virginia who apparently was carried off by the tide because of her small weight and figure. As they caught up to the boy, they all helped to carry her back on land.

Gallows pressed his ear on her chests for a few moments and looked up in panic. "She's not breathing!" Clive shook his head in frustration as well as Jet who was freaking out the most out of the three.

"She must have drowned when she was carried back to the ocean. Of course she was unconious so she was unable to do anything about it." Clive concluded gloomly. Jet started to growl.

"Who the hell cares?" Jet cried in anger. "What do we do? We just can't let her die!" Gallows and Clive stared at him intently at his behavior that was totally his opposite of character. Jet noticed this and grunted. "Er- i mean, how are we supposed to work if we er- don't have our leader?" He managed to stutter out. Clive and Gallows both nodded although they wanted to know more about what Jet "had to say" but there wasn't enough time.

"There is only one solution to heal a drowned person." Clive answered slowly. Gallows and Jet listened closely.

"So what is it?" Gallows asked.

"Mouth to mouth." Clive calmly replied.

"Huh?" Jet asked in confusion. He knew his ears didn't decieve him, but he still didn't want to belive it. Now here it came. The truth about his actions, feelings, and possibly his coldness. It wasn't like Virginia was disgusting or anything, but lets just say that Jet thought he wasn't even close enough for this task. He just didn't like the feeling of contacting a woman when it had to deal with their lips-

Jet shuddered.

"Jet should do it." Gallows blurted pointing at his companion who seemed to be lost in his own world until he heard what Gallows just said.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Jet protested, feeling a blush escape his cheeks. He was nervous, they could tell, and the heat must have been getting to him on the count that his face was as red as a tomato and that his palms were sweating blood. "I-no! NO NO NO NO I AM NOT DOING IT!" Suddenly he pointed his index finger at Clive, his teeth gritting. "You know how to do it! Why don't you!"

Turning a slight shade of pink, Clive scratch his head lightly. "Er- it appears that I have absolutely no experience in this what so ever. Catherine, my wife had explained it to me yet I er...wasn't paying attention." He smiled discretely and shrugged in his sorry manner. Then Clive and Jet turned to Gallows.

"Feh! Don't look at me!" Gallows cried positively shocked that they would even think such things! "I would probably cause more harm than good!" He continued to protest. Clive could only shake his head and Jet scoffed. He probably would've, and they wouldn't want any of that now would they?

"Whatever." Jet muttered under his breath.

"So you'll do it then?" Clive asked in hope. "It is certain that I am not suited for this as well as Gallows." This made Jet only more angry.

"No! You think I've done it before? I'm no lifesaver." Jet said in despair. "Like you, I have no experience."

"Then we have a problem." Clive said in worry. "Virginia's about to die! Somebody must know how to do CPR!"

"CPR?" Jet asked in curiosity...why has he heard that before. "You mean, it's CPR? I thought it was mouth to mouth."

Clive quirked an eyebrow. "It's the same thing...why? Have you heard of it before?"

Jet started shaking...oh shit! Virginia's dad had explained it to him before he left him on his own to fend for himself. He never had performed it but atleast he knew what to do...wait this wasn't helping.

Gallows started to laugh even though it wasn't a time for laughing. "Jet has to do it now! See! He's knows what to do!" Jet glared daggers at him and continued to panic.

"Hurry Jet! Please! We don't have much time!" Clive said to him pointing at the almost dead girl. Or should I say leader?

Jet had already known the steps by heart...but-

Tilt the head back and listen for breathing. If not breathing normally, pinch nose and cover the mouth with yours and blow until you see the chest rise. Give 2 breaths. Each breath should take 1 second...

Carefully he bent down by Virginia's mouth and parted her lips slightly, and held his breath...so did Clive and Gallows.

If the victim is still not breathing normally, coughing or moving, begin chest compressions. Push down on the chest 11/2 to 2 inches 30 times right between the nipples. Pump at the rate of 100/minute, faster than once per second.

There lips were almost touching...

Here it goes...and Jet pressed his mouth against hers.

Cardmaniac99: Okay okay so this isn't how i originally wanted the story to come out...but all well. I'll think of something. But hey that stuff is true! I didn't wanna sound like an idiot so I got the CPR thing from the internet. Ne wayz, im so srry i havent updated. don't worry im still going w/the story! so review please!