I punched out another. Anyone watching the new DBZ episodes out there? Stupid question, I'm sure some are... Well, once again, I do not own them or DBZ. Oh well...
Tunk, tunk, tunk. Hollow, even footsteps echoed through the abandoned facility as Trowa jogged through the halls. Soon, fresh blood began to appear and not long after that, crimson footsteps. He was losing time. Either Howard would press the detonation switch or Heero and Quatre would be dead before he got there. He quickened his pace to a run, barely even looking at where he was going or what corridor he was heading down. Soon he spotted three crumpled figures in the hall.
"Three." It was a statement, not a question and Trowa pondered for a solution. There was no way he could think of getting them all out at once, assuming that Kalila was a prisoner. There was no way that the stoic pilot could carry all three to safety at once and he wouldn't just leave one behind. While tearing Heero's tank top into strips and securing them around the Japanese youth's waist, Trowa looked around for something he could use as a sled of some sort, a piece of sheet metal or even some rope. Finding the latter, he searched for the former and found nothing except the officers quarters and there was no way Trowa could pull a mattress laden with three people. He looked closer at the bed. Wheels. The bed had wheels. Pulling the unconscious victims onto the bed was easy and Trowa wheeled them down the halls and twisting passageways until he came to the door. Panting some from the exertion he tried to shove the huge hospital bed through the door to no avail. He spotted Howard leaning against the side of the truck casually. Picking up Heero he jogged over and spoke to him.
"Put Heero in the truck and come and help me." He handed the near dead body to Howard and went to retrieve the others.
"Press something against the wound." Blood had begun to seep through the forest green material of the tank. He left Relena with those few words and ran of to help Trowa.
"You take the girl, I'll get Quatre." Emerald eyes narrowed as he saw the blonde's current state. Blood was trickling out of his mouth and his breathing was slow and erratic, the pulse beating heavily in his throat. When they were out of range from the blast Howard pressed the button. He looked at the five in the truck. Relena was dozing lightly while Heero, Wufei, and Quatre were fighting their own individual battles within themselves, battles of life or death. Kalila was beginning to regain consciousness.
"Do you think Sally can fix them up?" Howard looked worriedly at Trowa before answering.
"That woman has amazing abilities. If anyone can do it, she can." He just hoped it was true.
Is it just me, or are they getting shorter? O.o? Not even an entire page. Don't know when I'll finish. Someday...