Disclaimer: Remember how everyone says that if you wish on a star, your dream will come true? Whatever. I wish on a star, and guess what? I still don't own Twilight! But Jack, Tommy, and Dallas are all mine!

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Ch. 4: Hero

When I woke up everything was on fire. Men were yelling, and picking up guns as explosions roared from outside. I could smell smoke- and lots of it.

"Jack!" I yelled, stumbling out of the top bunk and looking into the bottom.

"Jack, " I said again, louder this time, hitting him lightly on the shoulder. But still, nothing happened.

"Edward, come on, get out of here, the place is going to collapse, " Dallas yelled, as he and Tommy appeared at the door.

"But what about Jack, " I yelled back.

"Just leave him, " Tommy shouted back, clearly anxious to get out of the building.

But I wouldn't leave him. I grabbed him, and throw him over my shoulder with grunt. Jack was nearly two feet taller, and heavy.

"What are you doing, you're going to get yourself killed, " yelled Tommy.

I ignored him, and kept sprinting towards the door.

I was just feet away from the door, and was lunging towards it as another explosion sounded from outside.

"Edward!" I heard someone yell as beams from the roof tumbled down.

One hit mr, and dust blinded my eyes.

But I was there. I was at the door.

"Come on, Edward, " Tommy yelled, taking Jack from me, and throwing him like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder.

But that's when the roof really collapsed. Everything came crashing down, and I heard someone call my name.

A streak of red blurred my vision before everything went black.

A couple of hours later:

The sun was just coming up, and I could see soldiers walking around, dirt smeared on their faces. But the worst part was the soldiers lying down, not moving. Some were moving, just barely, as the walking soldiers picked them up, carrying them to the makeshift infirmity.

Walking closer, I could see Jack resting on one of the pallets on the wet ground, his eyes barely opened.

I walked over to him smiling.

"Hey, buddy, " I told him, coming up beside him. "You're going to be okay. You're going to be fine, okay buddy?" I told him, looking down.

Laughing as I knelt down next to him, I said, " I guess you owe me big for saving your life and all, " I laughed again. " Just joking, " I said.

But Jack didn't smile, or laugh. He stayed emotionless, blank.

"Do you know where Tommy or Dallas is, " I asked. But still no answer.

"Jack, " I asked, worried, "Are you mad at me?" I asked, but still no answer.

I got up and walked away. I could see men shifting through the ruble of the building.

Suddenly a man shouted he found something, and a couple of men walked over to him, and I could see them pull Dallas out of some broken beams.

Tommy was one of them, and his face fell as he look at Dallas's mangled body. He carefully picked him up, and carried him to place were… were the dead were carefully lined up. Tommy gently pulled Dallas's dog tag off, and put it around his own neck, and walked off.

I watched him go, seeing his hunched shoulders.

Tommy took a turn for the infirmity. I followed him.

Tommy knelt by Jack, just as I had.

"What happened, Tommy?" Jack said, a ghost of a smile on his face.

"You got knocked out by the first bomb… so did Edward, but he woke up. Everything was on fire, but he carried you out, " Tommy said, looking at the ground.

Jack's smile got wider. "He always wanted to be a hero, " Jack said. "So where is he?"

Tommy looked to the side at the crumpled building.

"Jack…. Edward… he didn't make it out. The roof collapsed on him right after he managed to get you out…" Tommy said, his eyes filling with tears.

The world went spinning behind me as Jack's face went pale as he closed his eyes.

"No!" I yelled, running to him. "I'm not dead! I'm right here!" I yelled.

But no one answered. That's when it hit me.

I was dead. I was really dead.

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