[Ruby's POV]
I couldn't move.
"Ready!" A distorted voice shouted.
No matter how much I wanted to, I couldn't move. I trust my friend to do her job. Even with the .45 caliber pistol pointed at my head, I refuse to lose belief in her.
"Aim!" The same voice shouted once again.
I hope this works.
"Fire!" Then the gun flashed.
And..
I...
Fell...
(AN) And there's the teaser for the next arc of this story, now that I finally figured out what to do next. I know. I'm an evil person. Also, I found a Beta for the story! He's a cat, and his name is TheMAO17. You should check out his profile! He's pretty good. Anyways, I'll see you all in a week. Ciao!
