I'm really sorry for not updating, and I'm mad at myself for not making this longer.

I know, this one is short and maybe not as good, but I still got it up, and it'll feed into another chapter.

NOTE: This is kind of important. This chapter is still during Going Viral, but it takes place before Chapter 4, when Troy pulls Emma up from getting attacked by the Loogies. I'm really sorry for the confusion this may bring. But please take it!

GOING VIRAL!

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"Emma, come on!" Gia cried.

Behind her helmet, Emma was breathing hard as she ran to the tall green trash bin, where Troy and Gia were waving her over. Armies of Loogies were hot on her tail, whipping their blades around and pounding pavement with angst as she kept running.

"Emma, there are too many of them. Come up here!" Troy called out to her.

She was at the foot of the structure when Troy got down on his knees above and let down his arm. She could feel all shots and eyes on her as the mutants crowded her space. She pulled up all of her gravity, jumped, and grabbed Troy's hand for her life.

But as Troy pulled her up, the Loogies had been quick enough. One of them clutched onto her leg, and her weight was pulled down and Troy's arm was tugged with her.

"Em, hold on." Gia said, leaning over.

Emma yelled her first instinct. "Troy, let go! You're gonna fall!"

"If I let go, then you're gonna fall!" Troy yelled back. He only gripped her hand tighter.

It wasn't good enough. Emma was pulled down, and she released Troy's hand as she was taken to the ground.

"Emma!"

She was backed up against the wall when a Loogie slashed at her leg. Her knee buckled and she bent down to the floor. Troy watched in two seconds at what went down. He couldn't let her go again.

So he jumped down from the bin and stood protectively in front of Emma.

"Troy, what are you doing?" Gia called worriedly from up top.

"Whatever you do, do not come down!" he replied.

It wasn't long until their enemies realized that they had to attack. They charged in the small confined space. But Troy knew he couldn't hurt them. They were people. And he promised himself that he wouldn't dare to pain them. With the right force, he began pushing them away, keeping Emma behind him. It wasn't the most, but much of the time, you didn't need the most. You need enough.

When space was existent, Gia let down her hand. Troy refused. He grabbed Emma's hand, and he jumped, and flew. Lightweight and elevating higher than the average man, he landed safely in the top surface, Emma at his side.

"Thanks." Emma breathed.

Troy nodded, and said, "I'll never let you go again."