AN: Can't think of anything. Listening to Tobuscus at the moment. :-/

Oh, wait, pretty much every chapter will change perspective. (Eg. chapter 1- Bella, chapter 2- Leon, chapter 3- Bella)

Slowly, the ruined classroom came into view. Shattered desks, torn pencil cases and broken windows.

I was covered in bloody cuts, from what I could feel.

My foot twitched. "Ah!"

Ouch. A huge shard of glass was in my my foot. I tugged at it "Ow! AHH!" I managed to pull it out. Limping towards the officer, I cautiously searched him for more guns. Success! There was the one Leon dropped, and a second one, almost fully loaded. I took them both, and stumbled towards the door.

My bleeding leg, weak from the stab, trembled violently under my weight, and there was a terrifying SNAP as it broke.

"AHH!"

I heard faint footsteps.

Then a faint, but familiar, voice. "Bellatrix! Bella! Are you OK?" Answer me! Bella! Bella!"

"Leon!" I called back wearily, weak from blood loss.

"BELLATRIX!" Then I heard running.

It became louder and louder and eventually Leon burst through the door. "Leon! What-your arms- It looks like you've -OUCH- fallen out the back of a car..." Leon grimaced. "It's not me you need to worry about. I'm fine. Your leg... Is it alright? I heard you scream just as I entered this part of the building." I gasped in pain as he rearranged it so it was at a more comfortable angle. "No...broken, and stabbed by glass..." Leon, without warning, scooped me up in his arms, my tortured leg lying limp. "Ow." I said without much expression. "Sorry." He said simply. But then he started to run. He ran all the way out the University and onto the road, occasionally searching the surroundings for more infected.

Finally, we reached an ambulance, two men in the front seats. "Jesus, kid, didn't realise you loved your CRUSH that much, going to a bombed and diseased area. What're you trying to play hero for?" Leon scowled. "Three things. One: I am twenty-eight years old: not a kid.

Two: I told you, she's my girlfriend, not a 'crush'. Three: shut your ugly hole of a mouth, Bill, because YOU never understood the meaning of love, which means you have never thought of giving your life for someone YOU loved or even vaguely cared about, you horrible, bullying git. What do you mean, 'playing' hero, huh?! Just because I went to an area to save someone I care about doesn't mean I'm 'playing hero', does it?! Now, just get us to the hospital, alright?"

"Burn." I whispered to Leon, impressed yet again by his unbeatable comebacks, and he replied "Thank you." And, as usual, tried not to smile. And, also as usual, succeeded.

The second man, who looked much younger than Bill, started the engine. He asked me something, but I didn't hear. Once again, I was falling into a pool of unconsciousness as dark as molasses.