(Thanks Angie2282, and one heart that stands alone. Okay, okay, first off, if i wrote it right, this is a sad chapter, so if you get upset easily, get your tissues. So, read on.)

It had been a day since the Emporium Stadium collapsed, and the survivors had gone their own way throughout the city. Fred and Tanzi stayed together, Fred comforting her, knowing what she was going through. They went back to Fred's house, and slept through the night; Fred on the sofa and Tanzi on his bed. The storm had subsided, leaving the weather cold and wet still on the floors of the city.

The alarm rang through the room, causing Tanzi to awake suddenly, almost jumping out of her bed. She fumbled around, and slammed her hand on the alarm, stopping. She was wide awake now, almost certainly unable to get back to sleep. She looked at the alarm, which was bright red, and sighed, thinking nothing of it. She suddenly smelt the sizzling of bacon, causing her to smile for the first time since her vision.

As she walked downstairs, she saw Fred already dressed, shaking a frying pan on the hob.

"Hey" He said in greeting, raising a hand. "Got your breakfast ready, let's get some food in you." At the moment, the smoke alarm went off, because of the bacon burning. "Damn, make that stop, will you, while I serve the bacon."

Tanzi complied, and shook a tea towel in front of the alarm, causing it to stop. She read the words, In case of a fire, call the fire service! She took no notice, and sat down by the table, where Fred was setting the bacon down on a plate, still sizzling even though it was off the heat. She suddenly realised how hungry she was, having not eaten for a long time, and was about to start eating the bacon, when she was stopped by Fred.

"What? You want to burn your mouth or something?" asked Fred, smiling. "Wait for it to cool down." His face suddenly turned serious, and he crossed his arms.

"What's wrong?" asked Tanzi, trying not to think back to the day before.

"I need to tell you something."

"What?" repeated Tanzi, narrowing her eyes.

"You know the Orbis incident, where the terrorists attacked?"

"I do"

"Well, it was no terrorists."

"What?!" Tanzi's eyes widened.

"A good friend of mine, Jake Milligan, had a vision in that theatre."

"A vision?" Tanzi thought back to her frantic screaming in the stadium. She had locked those memories away, not wanting to go back to them.

"Yes, just like you did, and I did."

"You also had a vision?!"

"Yes. But anyway, Jake saw the theatre explode, and knowing they would die, managed to save 9 people, including me."

"Including you?" Tanzi was confused. "So, you survived, what's the problem?"

"The problem is, after the Orbis incident, the survivors started to die in freak accidents, in the order they would've died in the vision."

Tanzi leant forward. "So you're saying that the people I saved are just going to die? I know I freaked out at the stadium, but that was because I was shocked and surprised. It was just a coincidence it happened like my day-dream. Must've been a coincidence with Jake's as well."

"No, you don't understand, this had happened four times before. A boy predicted a plane would crash, a women predicted there would be a massive pile up on a highway, another women predicted that a rollercoaster would derail, and a man predicted that a raceway would collapse. Guess what happened then, and after."

"The person saved some people, and then they started to die..." Her voice went silent, tears starting to form in her eyes. "I believe you." She said finally.

"And the first person to die in our vision was that builder from the top of the roof."

"S-so we need to find him, and do what?"

"We need to save him from his fate, and then he will be moved to the end of the 'list'."

"The end? You make it sound he will still be on the list."

"Exactly. Which is why we need to gather everyone, and persuade them to come with us. We need to save everyone." Fred saying, even though he knew it would not be possible to save everyone. The sound of sirens grew closer and closer to their ears. "But first, we need to talk to a certain mortician, a man called William Bludworth, he will tell us what he knows, and I have some unfinished business with him. I know where he is, so get your car keys, and I'll drive us there."

Tanzi's car was on the other side of the street, and that was where Fred and Tanzi headed. Just as they managed to cross the road, a fire engine shot past, nearly hitting Fred. "Shit, that was close" He gasped, holding his chest.

"I thought you will die later, according to the order." said Tanzi, looking concerned over Fred's near miss.

"I would, but, I have a theory about the order relating to me." said Fred. A sad look flitted across his eyes. He patted his coat out of habit, and realised he had left his wallet in the house. "Damn, be right back, I need to get my wallet." He jogged across the road as another fire engine shot past.

Tanzi looked at the direction it was heading, and saw a great plume of black smoke rising to the air. 'That's a big fire, there, no wonder about the fire engines.'

She suddenly heard a sharp squeal of tires, a thud, and then everything seemed to go in slow motion.

She turned her head, her black hair whipping across her face. She first registered the fire engine, stopped in the middle of the road. Then she saw the man driving, his eyes widened in fear and shock. Her eyes drifted to the front of the vehicle, and saw a splatter of crimson blood. Finally, she looked at the limp, broken body of Fred laying a good few metres from the fire engine. Both his leg's looked broken, and a bone stuck out from Fred's forearm. Blood leaked from his head, creating a puddle on the floor.

"Fred!" She shouted, and started to run over to the body.

"Miss!" Shouted the fireman, but she ignored him, intent on getting to the body of Fred.

She slid to a halt in front of the battered body, and checked his pulse, which was alternating weakly.

"T-Tanzi..." said Fred, coughing blood from his mouth.

"Fred! Don't talk, I'll get you to hospital!" said Tanzi, tears starting to drip from her eyes.

"M-my time I-is up, T-Tanzi..." stuttered Fred, shivering from cold. "I-I thought t-this would h-happen..."

"No! Stop talking." Whispered Tanzi; not prepared for the inevitable.

"N-No! T-Tanzi, look for t-the signs. And find W-William Bludworth..." Fred groaned, and coughed violently. When the fit subsided, he looked back at Tanzi. "I... know that... I've known you... for only a ... year. But... I... I... L-L..." uttered Fred, his blue eyes connecting with Tanzi's hazel ones. "L-love... you..." Fred let out a final sigh, a final breath, and his eyes closed for eternity, never to open again.

Tanzi was silent, shocked and sad. She fell to her knees, her hair covering her face. She let out a cry of despair as the tears flowed down her face, dripping to the concrete. She felt a hand clasp onto her shoulder, but she stayed where she was, with her friend.

(Okay, first off, SURPRISE!!! You will find out the reason why Fred died before the others in a few chapters, or maybe the next. I realise that you all expected Fred to be a main character (Or at least, i assume you did), so i thought it would make a really good twist to kill him off first as he was the man who knew, apart from Bludworth, about deaths designs and things. So, how is Tanzi gonna handle this alone? Always open to suggestions to make this better, thanks, and till next time folks.)